Yang Qingrong sat down and said, "I'm fine. You were too reckless today. Today's Feng Mingwei is not someone we can easily touch."
Yang Biao sneered, "We can't move, there will always be someone who dares to move."
"Anyone who dares to hurt elder sister, I, Yang Biao, will not let her go easily."
You can't touch Feng Mingwei, but you can always do it, right? The King of Qi has fallen in love with Zhong Wan, and his heart is no longer with Zhong Wan. If he kills her, maybe the King of Qi will thank them.
Yang Qingrong's forehead twitched, "You can't use your brain when doing things? What's the point of fighting and killing all day long? It's impossible for a ninth princess like you to like you."
Yang Biao chuckled, "I don't like her either."
"You go back first! Don't touch Zhong Wan, I will take care of her in my own way." There was a dark look in Yang Qingrong's eyes.
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Feng Mingwei took the opportunity to go to the drug store. When she returned home, she saw Prince Ming sitting with her father, Mo Li, and the children, playing chess, chatting, and eating.
He is hugging Youyou, and the child seems to like him very much.
"Uncle Five, I was caught by bad guys that day, did you save me?" Youyou sat in Murong Ming's arms and asked with curious eyes.
Murong Ming smiled like a warm sun: "Well, right! How did Ruoruo know?"
"I smell a familiar smell. Uncle Five smells just as good as the man in black that day." Youyou arched her eyebrows and smiled in his arms.
"You're so clever!" Murong Ming's eyes were gentle and endearing, and he lightly scratched her straight little nose.
"Mother!" Suddenly the little girl struggled and jumped out of his arms. She ran very fast with her short legs and threw herself into Feng Mingwei's arms. Then she turned around and shouted, "Brother, mother is back."
The two children who were playing on the slide suddenly fell down one after another from the top, shouting "Mother Concubine" from a distance.
One after another, the children behind them slid down the slide with laughter like silver bells.
At home, Feng Mingwei asked them to wear simpler clothes, which were improved Hanfu.
In summer, I wear a thin long-sleeved dress underneath, a short and wide-sleeved vest on the outside, thin trousers underneath, a pair of short and medium trousers, and a pair of black boots.
The girls' clothes were pink and red, the boys' purple and blue, and their hair buns were all very simple. Eight or nine children came running over together. Feng Mingwei thought it was the football team.
"Mother concubine!"
"Little aunt."
The children were innocent and liked her very much. Feng Mingwei all touched their heads and said with a smile: "You are so good!"
The three children Tiantian, Tongtong, and Chenchen were particularly happy. They didn't know that the ninth princess had remarried. Today Wang Kun went to the wedding banquet. After watching her and Yang Biao get married, he seemed to have given up and went to the pharmacy when he came back.
King Feng and Mo Li were playing chess very seriously.
Murong Ming came over and said, "Father already knows what happened today and will punish Yang Biao when the time comes."
"Um."
At most, it was just a small punishment but a big warning. Nothing happened to her. The main thing was Zhong Wan.
"Your injury is much better!" Feng Mingwei said casually.
Murong Ming smiled gently: "It's much better. It was my fault that day."
Feng Mingwei's expression remained as usual, as if she no longer remembered what happened that day, "I understand it's not your fault, I hope Fifth Brother can forget it."
How could you forget?
Although he had lost some of his sanity, he clearly remembered what happened that day and had countless beautiful dreams of being with her.
Murong Ming lowered his eyes to hide his thoughts, with a smile on his lips, "Well, have you heard from Xiao Qi? I haven't heard from him recently."