Chapter 93

Qin Yufeng's mocking gaze was too obvious, even Ji Wushuang, who was possessed by a playwright, couldn't continue acting.

She stopped slightly uncomfortable, and looked up at him silently, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

Qin Yufeng poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "You said it was so difficult for you to see your son, I was thinking, who was the one who stole my son with the guards carrying ladders and climbing the wall after I refused her request to see her son? .”

"..."

The expression on Ji Wushuang's face froze.

This development seems wrong. At this time, shouldn't you sympathize with me and Tangyuan, the poor mother and son?

What is your reaction!

Qin Yufeng didn't feel that he was going too far at all. He looked at Ji Wushuang lightly, and continued: "Besides, why don't you have a chance in the future? Is the princess going back to the capital and going west or something? As long as there is no one Death, don't you still have many chances to meet him in this life? After all, even if I don't allow you to meet him, can't you continue to climb the wall?"

"..."

How to speak!
Qin Yufeng, if you chat like this in modern times, you will definitely be blacklisted by millions of people, let me tell you!

The knives in Ji Wushuang's eyes kept throwing at him one after another.

Qin Yufeng raised his eyebrows lightly, "What's wrong? Am I wrong? Don't you have an extremely powerful high priest to back you up? As long as the princess is alive, you can't go wherever you want? Who can stop you from seeing glutinous rice balls? ? Can I stop it? My arm isn’t healed yet, and I don’t want the other arm anymore, right?”

"..."

Ji Wushuang's eyes fell on Qin Yufeng's injured arm, and he blinked guiltyly.

Qin Yufeng looked at her guilty look, moved his injured arm lightly, and said lightly: "So, you have a high priest who blocks and kills gods and Buddhas, and you still pretend to be pitiful in front of me." Are you embarrassed to say that you will never see the glutinous rice balls again?"

Guilty and angry, Ji Wushuang stared at Qin Yufeng silently.

I'm furious!

How can there be a man with such a vicious tongue and such a bad tongue, the matter of his arm has already been overturned, and there is no such thing as a post-autumn settlement...

But thinking that she not only hurt Qin Yufeng's arm, but also hurt his self-esteem somewhere, she couldn't be more confident again.

She thought guiltily, hmph, at worst, when she returns to the capital tomorrow, she will visit Prince Qin's mansion at night, and heal his arm and other wounds, right?

If you bring this matter to trouble her again in the future, she won't obey!
Qin Yufeng saw Ji Wushuang's angry and guilty appearance in his eyes, and actually felt that she was a bit cute like this...

This terrible thought was brutally slapped down by him as soon as it was born, but unfortunately he couldn't press down the slightly raised arc of his thin lips.

Tangyuan, who went to the kitchen to get a spoon, appeared at the door of the main room, breaking the strange atmosphere in the room.

The two looked at the same time and saw that Tang Yuan was holding two spoons in his hand.

"Father, here's one for you."

Tangyuan first gave Qin Yufeng one, and then put the other awkwardly in front of Ji Wushuang, and sat down without saying a word as if nothing had happened.

Ji Wushuang was no longer depressed when she saw the cute appearance of the glutinous rice balls.

"Thank you baby!"

"...You're welcome, I just went to get a spoon for my father, and I brought you one by the way."

"..."

Hehe, it's funny, obviously your father and I were the one who got "by the way", right?
The corners of Qin Yufeng's mouth were tensed, extremely unhappy.

(End of this chapter)

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