What is the price?

There is no need to ask about this kind of thing.

Feng Wuyou pushed Xiao Jinglan's handsome face aside with a dark face.

?The old couple is old, but this man is becoming less and less moral.

The most urgent task is to find a way to get the outfit of the King of Beiliang.

Feng Wuyou thought Xiao Jinglan would find someone to "borrow"... it should be considered a loan.

Although this man has a cleanliness, he had agreed just now, that is, for Feng Wuyou's sake, he is willing to endure it.

Besides, maybe there is something new in Tuoba Lie who has never been involved in it?

But the facts proved that Feng Wuyou underestimated Xiao Jinglan too much.

There were nearly two hours left before the evening banquet, so Xiao Jinglan only called Yan Lin in and gave a few words casually.

Then, he hugged Feng Wuyou and ate her tofu in a row.

Feng Wuyou was unsure and looked at the door of the tent from time to time. Even Xiao Jinglan didn't care much about eating her fermented tofu.

It seemed that time was coming, but there was still no news.

Feng Wuwu was even more unsure about it.

After all, this place is the royal court in Beiliang. If you want to "borrow" clothes, how can you borrow that much?

According to her intention, she and Xiao Jinglan took action personally.

No matter how hard the walls are here, there will be no big problems with them.

But Xiao Jinglan had no intention at all, so she had to suppress it.

Xiao Jinglan has always been confident, and Feng Wuyou believes that he has his own way.

But it has already reached this time. After waiting for a while, the messengers from Beiliang are about to arrive, but the clothes have not arrived yet, so Feng Wuyou cannot help but be anxious.

Could it be that she really wants to go to the grassland with Xiao Jinglan to accept Tuoba Lie's pursuit?

I'm not afraid, but... I'm too embarrassed.

Every time she sees Tuoba Lie, she runs away. Now she is the queen of a country, how can she still run away?

Just as she couldn't help but want to ask, there was a sound outside the tent door.

Before Feng Wuyou could come back to his senses, Yan Lin's voice had already heard loudly: "Your Majesty, I'm back."

When he came back, of course he also brought back with what Xiao Jinglan wanted.

"Come in!"

Feng Wuyou was immediately delighted and immediately asked someone to come in.

As a result, they even forgot their current posture.

Yan Lin naturally lifted the curtain when he heard the scream.

He had already reminded him so loudly, so he wouldn't have seen any scenes he shouldn't have seen?

As a result, he wanted to swear as soon as he came in.

Who did he offend?

Why did he see this scene today?

The Empress sat upright, but the problem is that the Emperor did not.

He was half lying on Feng Wuyou's legs, and his waist was wrapped around Feng Wuyou's face, and his face was buried in Feng Wuyou's lower abdomen, as if... were sleeping?

When Yan Lin came in, he was slightly facing away, and the half-sex face she showed was clearly visible.

Yan Lin looked wooden and pulled down the curtain with a whoosh, and decisively returned to the door.

"Your Majesty, I'm back."

Outside the tent, Yan Lin's report came again.

But this time, it was obviously much more hunched.

He thought in his heart with grief and anger whether he had offended Feng Wuyou recently.

Queen, this is not how to frame people.

If you play like this, you will kill me.

Xiao Jinglan was indeed asleep.

At the beginning, he held Feng Wuyou's little hand and played with her, otherwise he would kiss her cheek, but Feng Wuyou's heart was not on these things, just kept looking out of the tent.

Xiao Jinglan himself felt it was boring, so he simply lay on her lap and hugged her waist to sleep.

Warm and soft jade in your arms, your sleep is naturally particularly sweet.

But before I could sleep for a few minutes, I was woken up by someone.

Lord Yan Huang was so angry that he was so angry that he was quite unpleasant.

"That... Yan Lin is back, he must have come back with his clothes."

Feng Wuyou also made a big frown, but she had seen many scenes, even such a scene could still hold on, and she still talked about Yan Lin's incident to Xiao Jinglan in a steady tone.

Xiao Jinglan raised his eyes and looked at her.

Feng Wuyou's heart beats a little.

The man looks good and foul.

After waking up, he was so gloomy that he was so seductive.

If she had a different occasion, she would probably have pounced on her.

Anyway, this matter... the old couple is old, and Feng Wuyou has never been reserved.

She moved her throat and swallowed.

Xiao Jinglan naturally took this scene into his eyes. A smile immediately slid across his slender and flowing eyes. The little gloom that had just happened to get up was also swept away.

"Madam, don't worry, have a chance."

He approached Feng Wuyou and chuckled and whispered.

Feng Wuyou's face was slightly red, but she could hold on: "I know."

"What do you know?"

Xiao Jinglan had already sat up and slowly approached Feng Wuyou.

"I know that the emperor's beautiful flower is the only one who can pick it!"

Feng Wuyou reached out and pinched Xiao Jinglan's chin and bit his lips hard: "But if you drag it down now, we will really have to escape on the grassland!"

After saying that, he pushed Xiao Jinglan to the side and shouted again: "Come in!"

Yan Lin only regrets that he cannot temporarily deaf when he is outside.

Emperor, can you cover up when you say love words?

He can hear all his martial arts skills so well.

He lifted the curtain again with a dark face. The moment he saw Xiao Jinglan, he thought of the word "小说".

Immediately, my whole body shivered.

Xiao Jinglan was also made of the two words Feng Wuyou, and was pushed aside by Feng Wuyou, feeling aggrieved.

But when he saw Yan Lin coming in, he could only put it away and take it out of his coldness.

Yan Lin’s heart: Master, stop pretending, I heard everything I should have heard! But I didn’t dare to express it at all on my face.

"Have you got the clothes?"

Feng Wuyou asked directly, listening to Yan Lin's hand.

Yan Lin indeed held a tray in one of his hands, which was covered with cloth.

"Great lady, I've got it."

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Jinglan again, lifted the cloth above and said, "Your Majesty, the Yunwei organization's people rushed out, and they looked like they were there, but the details were not perfect. Yunwei said he was wronged by his master."

While speaking, he handed the tray on both hands.

Feng Wuyou had already widened his eyes.

"Here's driven out?"

She glared at Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Jinglan reached out and flipped his clothes and nodded: "What?

Could it be that I really want to wear Tuoba Lie's clothes?"

That guy, no matter what the new one, was unwilling to wear.
To be continued...