Feng Wuyou didn't want to kiss Xiao Jinglan, especially in this situation.

But if she didn't kiss her, Xiao Jinglan wouldn't let her go.

Anyway, she is not heavy, let alone hugging her for a while, even if she hugs her for a while, it is no longer a problem.

Not to mention, it feels so good to hold Feng Wuyou like this...

Feng Wuyou had no choice but to take advantage of a scoundrel like Xiao Jinglan, so he had to bow his head and kiss him.

As soon as his lips hit his lips, he quickly left.

More perfunctory than a dragonfly skimming the water.

Xiao Jinglan's eyes became deeper: "Madam, isn't you good enough to teach your husband?"

He seemed to have taught her that kissing was not like this.

Feng Wuyou's face turned red and she stared at her eyes: "I've kissed you, don't keep your word!"

"You call this a kiss?"

Xiao Jinglan stared at her deeply: "Madam is more obedient, or if you change it to your husband, you can choose one."

Feng Wuyou's face turned redder.

She raised her fist and smashed Xiao Jinglan's shoulder: "You look like a monarch."

"Take..." Xiao Jinglan was very disdainful: "As a king, you can't even get a wife's kiss, it's better not to be a good person."

Feng Wuyou was speechless.

This person was not so rogue before! The two of them had a stalemate for a moment, and in the end, Feng Wuyou compromised.

She bent her neck and printed heavily on Xiao Jinglan's lips.

According to what Xiao Jinglan taught her, he did everything he should do.

After a while, he raised his head and pouted and stared at him: "Okay?"

This person is really, they are so excessive in the camp of Beiliang.

Xiao Jinglan smiled with his lips, freed up a hand to press Feng Wuyou's head and kissed him again, then said, "For the husband, I know that the wife is a good student."

While speaking, he finally put Feng Wuyou down.

Is this a praise?

How do people praise people so much that they want to beat someone up?

Feng Wuyou glanced at him dissatisfiedly: "Don't you call Yan Qing in?"

Yan Qing just leaned in and ran away. There must be something to say.

"Abide by the order of my wife."

Xiao Jinglan said teasingly before saying softly: "Come in."

The curtain of the tent was carefully lifted a crack.

Yan Lin took a look inside first.

I saw that the emperor was full of complexion and expression slightly raised, while the empress had rosy lips. She could tell at a glance what had just happened.

But no matter what, the two stood separately in the center of the tent.

Yan Lin breathed a sigh of relief... This time he finally felt at ease to go in.

"What's up?"

Xiao Jinglan asked.

"Return to the Emperor and Empress, the Khan of Beiliang sent someone to welcome the Emperor and Empress after an hour."

Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan arrived at Amu Gulang's mansion in the morning, but they delayed a lot of time in the dim sum shop. It was already noon when they set off for Wangting. It took them some time to walk to Wangting. It was already afternoon after a while.

In another hour, it's almost time to use supper.

"Did he say what kind of banquet it was?"

Feng Wuyou asked, "Is it a big banquet, or just a small banquet for us?"

Yan Lin was stunned and said, "This... the messenger didn't say it."

His face was a little unfavorable. He should have asked such things in advance, but when the master asked, he realized that he had not even asked such things clearly.

"I'll figure it out now."

He said, turning around and going out, but he was hitting someone coming from outside.

"Empress, the emperor..." Nie Zheng took a step back because of the collision, looked at Yan Lin with disgust, and then reported: "There is an envoy from the Khan of the Northern Liang Dynasty outside, who came to deliver the clothes to wear at the banquet."

Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan looked at each other. Before they could speak, the messenger outside said loudly: "Empress Feng, the Great Khan sent his subordinates to send the clothes of the Queen Feng at the banquet."

Only Feng Wuyou, not Xiao Jinglan?

This time, Feng Wuyou's brows frowned, and Xiao Jinglan's face also sank.

After entering the countryside, when I came to Beiliang, it is a natural thing to wear Beiliang's clothes.

But, only Feng Wuyou’s, not Xiao Jinglan’s, but this meaning is not so friendly.

"Let him in!"

Before Xiao Jinglan spoke, Feng Wuyou asked someone to call the messenger in.

When I saw it, I was actually an acquaintance.

Shulun had a lot of dealings in the treasure of the gods back then.

Shulun walked in, picked up his clothes high, and said again: "The Khan is destined to give Queen Feng a special costume to the Northern Liang grassland. She also asked Queen Feng to wear it so that she could go to the banquet."

This time I said it more clearly, that is, only Feng Wuyou’s, not Xiao Jinglan’s.

"What if I don't want to change it?"

Feng Wuyou asked, very troublesome about this.

She knew that when she arrived at Tuoba Lie's territory, it was impossible for that person to avoid making trouble.

Shulun looked at Xiao Jinglan carefully, but said, "The Khan said, if the Queen of Phoenix is ​​not replaced, then you can go back."

He said this, and was trembling.

He knew exactly what his knight was thinking.

As early as Fangzhou, he knew that his Khan had fallen in love with this woman and even fasted for her, wanting her to be the God-Choose Qian.

But the problem is that the relationship between Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan is so sure now. Has his knight yet given up?

Or is it that his knight was doing this on purpose, trying to get upset Xiao Jinglan?

The cold sweat was falling from Shulun's forehead.

His family is so happy that he is sweating profusely, but he is in trouble.

In front of Xiao Jinglan, the famous god of killing on the grassland, he was suffering every minute and every second.

The low pressure on Xiao Jinglan's body was almost about to press him into a meat pie.

"Let's go."

Xiao Jinglan took Feng Wuyou's hand and started to step towards the door.

Only let Feng Wuyou wear grassland clothes, Tuoba Lie's thoughts are Sima Zhao's heart.

Although he came for unity, he would never let Tuoba Lie so much.

"Jinglan..." Feng Wuyou tightened his hand and quickly grabbed Xiao Jinglan.

"You really want to wear it?"

Xiao Jinglan turned around and looked unkind.

"Just one piece of clothing."

Feng Wuyou has a headache.

The geographical location of Beiliang is so important, it is almost a barrier for Yanyun.

If Tuoba Lie really cooperated with the barbarians, Yan Yun would be exposed to the barbarians' eyes.

You can't let Yan Yun take such a big risk for just a piece of clothing.

"A piece of clothing?"

Xiao Jinglan's eyebrows raised up, suddenly stepped forward, and shook the clothes on the tray: "This is not just a piece of clothing."

Feng Wuyou was stunned. The clothes in front of him were beautifully decorated and the fur was luxurious and exquisite. You could tell at a glance that the specifications were extraordinary.

But... there seems to be nothing wrong with this.

When Xiao Jinglan saw Feng Wuyou's appearance, he knew that she had no idea.

But for a moment, I became even more frustrated.
To be continued...