1279. Borrowing a Corpse to Return the Soul 80
"Yes, King Fulin himself doesn't feel guilty. How can others see the trick?" Su Guodong was amused and crying. When he said that, he also had to thank King Fulin for his dearth, which deceived the most sinister and vicious person in the world.
"Eight hundred miles of speed up, report!"
"Hmm? Eight hundred miles in a hurry?" Everyone stood up together. At this time, was there an emergency? Seeing the spy rolling and crawling in, Su Mengdie immediately went over and pulled the person up: "What happened?"
The messenger drooled and pointed at the direction of Beiyao Kingdom: "No, Baoyue's army suddenly came to Fulin two days ago!"
Mu Bai knocked on the folding fan and raised his eyebrows: "It was just right, and Fulin's 900,000 troops were ready to move. The grassland men were all impulsive, so they played the game of fighting with him!" After speaking, a layer of ice condensation was covered with his eyes.
"That's right, turn passive into initiative and communicate with Zhan Yun. If the other party moves a step, he will step one foot. Don't be discovered!" Fu Yunche rubbed his eyebrows. Three years, it's considered that he has been waiting for this opportunity. After so long, he is almost crazy. Success or failure is here.
The group of people discussed the map for several hours before they dissipated tiredly. Su Mengdie took her husband's arm and returned to the bedroom. As soon as she arrived at the yard, she saw the servants inside hiding everywhere like ghosts. Oh no, most of them should have run to Gongfang like running for life. Mengli, Qianxue and others were covering something like an eagle protecting the chicken.
"No, no, no, come out soon!"
"My belly..."
Su Mengdie quickly grabbed Ali: "What happened?"
Ali's face turned red, she covered her lower abdomen and waved her hand: "Haha, Empress, it's okay, it's really okay, ah... it's not possible!" Then she broke free and continued to run wildly, with a bitter look on her face.
"Haha!" Qianxue smiled foolishly, spreading her arms to try her best to protect the unlucky guy behind her.
No need to think about it, many things are already obvious. Fu Yunche frowned, and had a sudden inspiration. He pulled his wife with her sleeves: "That... I suddenly remembered that there are many things that are strange, why don't we study them carefully..."
"I'll suck your grandma's head and dodge it!" Su Mengdie had smoked her eyes and pushed the man away, lifted her clothes and rushed into the lobby, squinted at the place protected by several people: "I only count to three, don't have any luck, one!" After rolling up her sleeves, putting her hands on her hips, her momentum was terrifying.
Not coming out yet? Very good: "Two!"
"Empress, are you... thirsty? Why don't I prepare a bowl of soup for you?"
"The Empress has been busy all day, must be very tired, right? I am here to rub your shoulders for you?" Kobayashi also flattered.
Su Mengdie was so angry that her teeth were creaking. It was said that a kind mother would be defeated. Damn it. She never thought she was a kind mother, but she still had a prodigal son.
Why? It was because there was a group of loving subordinates and a father who was too spoiled for his children. She had never understood what Fu Yunche was thinking. It was his son, an individual, not a fragile soap bubble, which broke when touched, and a little skin on his fingers. It was a bastard who was hurt when he was playing with a slingshot to hit others. He could feel distressed for several days to suffer insomnia.
Typically, the state officials only allowed to set fire and not let the people light the lamp. She had known that Fu Yunche was like this and would not help him give birth to a child even if he died. All the good kids were spoiled as crooked.
Seeing that the bastard hadn't come out yet, he immediately glared at the bull's eyes: "Hey, I have such a bad temper, Fu Yunnuo, if I don't hit you today, I will take your surname..."
Chapter completed!