(MTL)The girl who wears a book is very salty

Chapter 032

Chapter 032

    It was because Yan Yu was too open, and her thoughts diverged quickly, that she could not control her bias in this direction.

    But she couldn't say that it was all Yan Yu's fault, otherwise Yan Yu's life would not be guaranteed.

    "Why did the lord come here?" An Shu changed the subject.

    Feng Beijue still stared at An Shu, "If this king doesn't come again, what else does the princess want to say to this man?"

    An Shu shook his head hurriedly, "I don't want to, I don't want anything, we are talking about the allusions of the God of War raising the cauldron, Wang Ye Known as the Great Ming God of War, we are discussing whether the lord can lift the tripod."

    "..."

    Feng Beijue suddenly felt out of anger, stretched out his hand to hold An Shu and walked out, "Since the princess is so curious, I will go back with this king. The house, this king will show it to the princess."

    When the two of them walked away, Yan Yu, who was lying on the ground, got up and smiled inexplicably.

    With a crooked fight, he could be regarded as repaying Princess Zhenbei's favor.

    Feng Beijue led An Shu towards Changhui Courtyard, and the servants greeted each other in succession, and they had long felt that it was not strange.

    It is rumored that the king of Zhenbei is cruel and cruel and does not like women, and how pitiful the princess of Zhenbei is. Only people in the palace of Zhenbei know that the king of Zhenbei will laugh at the princess in private. After meals, they will accompany the princess to walk slowly to digest food.

    In Zhenbei Wangfu, it is more useful to please the princess than to please the Zhenbei King.

    Not to mention a powerful character like King Zhenbei, even the wives of ordinary people may not have this treatment.

    Cuizhu followed behind the two, thinking wildly in her mind, what does Wangye mean? So the lord has no hidden illness?

    When they arrived at Changhui Courtyard, Feng Beijue closed the door after entering the house, and shut Cuizhu behind the door, leaving only An Shu and him in the room.

    An Shu was a little embarrassed, "I believe that the lord is in good health, so there is no need to show it to me."

    "Really?" Feng Beijue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked towards An Shu step by step, with an unhurried pace.

    Because of this, An Shu felt a lot of pressure and could not help but backed away until he reached the edge of the bed and was blocked by the edge of the bed. There was no way to go back.

    Feng Beijue had already walked up to him, "There is no evidence to say that this king is in good health. It's better for the princess to feel it in person."

    An Shu was silent, but the feeling was not impossible, so he reached out and squeezed Feng Beijue's arm. , It is much firmer than when I was in a coma, and I can feel the contours of the muscles.

    "It seems that the prince's practice of swordsmanship every morning and night is very effective."

    Feng Beijue held An Shu's hand kneading on his arm, "Are you stupid?

    " Compliment me."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Bei Jue pulled along, An Shu slammed into Feng Bei Jue's arms, and before she could react, her waist was buckled and she couldn't move at all.