Heyday Love: A Heaven-sent Husband

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Yi Feng looked at the figure of Brother Dao leaving and the blood sprinkled all the way, and asked Zhang Ergou: "Do you think this counts as retribution?"

Zhang Ergou nodded affirmatively. What is Dao's brother? Only two days ago, he chopped off Father Feng's arm. Today is his turn! What is it if it is not retribution?

Think of the steward Cheng who bullied him, hum! He will surely get retribution soon.

The boss looked at the messy ground and the blood that had just been sprinkled on his stone, and shook his head: "I didn't make any money today, but suffered a **** disaster. What a bad luck!"

Yi Long and Yi Feng were about to call the bodyguards behind them to transport the stones back first, when a man made a loud voice: "I bought the things that came out."

The crowd wanted to disperse, but when they heard such a proud buyer appeared, they all stopped and prepared to continue watching the show.

The person here is Fang Dong, who is late today.

Zhang Ergou took the slave mouth and secretly told Yi Long and Yi Feng: "He is Fang Dong, the owner of Oriental Entertainment City."

So it was him! No wonder he is rich and powerful, he is naturally a little emboldened to manage the Oriental Entertainment City like this.

"One hundred million yuan, I bought it, and if you agree, I will immediately remit the money to your account."

On the way here, Fang Dong heard his men talk about the two children and Brother Dao. He was worried about the imperial green in the stone, and he couldn't wait.

In Nanling Country, he monopolizes most of the jade manufacturing factories. He still has one of the best designers in Nanling Country. How can he miss such a good piece of material?

"You can sell it to you, but I have one condition." Yi Long squinted his eyes. The sunlight was a bit strong, but he still stared directly at the eyes of Shang Dong, without the slightest fear.

"What are the conditions?" Is one hundred million yuan too little? Fang Dong has already thought about it, and he can add another ten million at most!

"The condition is that we are to be friends."

Everyone almost fell upon hearing this, what kind of condition is this?

Fang Dong laughed when he heard this. He has been in business for so long, and this is the first time he has heard such conditions that make people laugh.

There seemed to be stars in Yi Long's eyes, "Do you agree? If you agree, I'm willing to sell you 100 million yuan. o"

Become friends with two little kids? Fang Dong also felt a little unbelievable, but look at these two pink children, cute and tutored, the important thing is that they just cut a rough stone. Regardless of strength or coincidence, being friends with them can save this tens of millions, and it doesn't seem to be a loss.

"Deal!" Fang Dong agreed boldly. In addition to luck and strength, he also had courage and courage to be able to flourish in Nanling.

"Then sign a contract."

"I will call you for 100 million yuan right away, no need to sign the contract." Fang Dong's thin lips opened slightly, and he looked cold and frosty.

"What I'm talking about is that we have to sign a contract to do friends' affairs!"

Yi Long said seriously.

This time not only Fang Dong was shocked, but even the surrounding people were talking about whether the two children had a bad brain and wanted to be friends with Fang Dong.

What role is Fang Dong? Everybody in Nanling Country doesn't know anyone. There are few people who dare to be friends with him in Nanling Country.

"Come here, prepare for the contract."

Fang Dong waved his hand, and his people helped prepare the contract.

One hundred million yuan was also successfully transferred to Yi Long and Yi Feng's cards. Yi Long glanced at the information prompt, thinking that Daddy should have also received a message of 100 million yuan.

Two days ago, he and his sister spent more than five million yuan, and now they earned more than one hundred million yuan, which is enough for them to do many things in Nanling State.

Her body shivered slightly, Feng Yumo held her backhand.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you say that when the heavens will come down to the people, you must first work your muscles and strengthen your mind? If you are by your husband, your husband will not hurt."

A warm current rushed through her heart, Lan Qing'er's heart was horrified, and the heaven who went to him would be the prince. Feng Yumo was originally a crown prince, and he shouldn't have suffered these things!

Stroking her black hair, Feng Yumo murmured softly, "Qing'er, can my husband help you with your makeup?"

Lan Qing'er looked at him in surprise: "Will you turn a bun?"

Feng Yumo smiled a little embarrassedly: "My husband has put on makeup for his mother, so I won't be ashamed."

"Well, your Highness helps Qing'er comb it once!" Lan Qing'er finished speaking and sat down in front of the mirror.

Feng Yumo smiled faintly, picked up the ivory comb, retrieved a strand of Lan Qing'er's hair, and combed it finely. o

His movements were gentle, meticulous and serious, and his slender fingers brushed the top of his head and brushed the black silk, which made people feel like an incomparable enjoyment. Watching his hair entangled in his hands, Lan Qing'er felt warm in his heart.

In a short while, Feng Yumo rolled up a double snail bun, inserted the hosta on the bun, and then wrapped the fluffy snow drape on it. The cuteness was pure and as beautiful as ice and snow.

"Wow, it looks good!" Lan Qing'er praised, "I can't get such a beautiful hair bun."

"If Qing'er likes it, my husband will help you pull it every day." Feng Yumo smiled and put down the comb: "Unfortunately, my husband doesn't have eyebrows this morning, so I can't draw your eyebrows."

Ying Sheng is shocked by the dream, wakes up lazily in the morning, calls to sisters, and sings red bean poems together...

Lan Qinger's mouth twitched, and Feng Yumo's silk-like black hair was caught in her eyes: "Husband, how about Qing'er also help you pull up your hair?"

The corners of Feng Yu's ink eyebrows twitched, and a bad premonition passed by, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Qing'er, Alan was here just now, breakfast may be ready, Qing'er, go to the kitchen soon Freshen up, if the breakfast is cold for a long time, it will not be good."

Breakfast... Yes, she is hungry!

Thinking of this, Lan Qing'er said, "Then I'll go and see what's delicious, your Highness, come over."

"Yeah," Feng Yumo smiled, "Go, eat more."

"Oh."

"His Concubine Chu," A Lan held a black paper box in her hand and placed it in front of Lan Qing'er: "Someone sent it to the Imperial Palace Mansion earlier, and that person said that as long as the black box is handed over to His Royal Highness, the Concubine Chu will understandable."

Lan Qing'er raised her eyebrows. The black box was tightly sealed. There was no opening. Lan Qing'er took the black box and looked left and right. After pondering for a long time, she couldn't find the mystery inside. I was worried and put down the black box. I accidentally saw a small piece of a connecting surface protruding slightly, and I reached out and pressed it.

With a ‘de’, the box moved, and a certain black surface rose slowly, but there was a mezzanine inside, and a lot of Chinese characters were written in the squares on the mezzanine.

Lan Qing'er pursed her mouth and pondered for a while. The arrangement of these Chinese characters is incomprehensible. What does it mean?

After watching for a long time, Lan Qing'er saw his name written in the square, and he tilted his head, very strange.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind, Lan Qing'er reached out and pressed down the three characters'Lan Qing'er. At this moment, there was another small sound inside the black box, and the sound of gears grinding together was heard, and the interlayer inside slowly Slowly opened it, I saw a layer of very soft snow-white hair on the inside, and there were egg-like things on the hair, black, and a small line was brought out on the'egg'. Seeing these things, Lan Qing'er Happy in my heart!

Obediently, Han Xing finally successfully developed her c4 grenade!

With the weapon Han Xing gave her, it shouldn't be a problem to protect Feng Yumo.

"Qing'er, what is this?" Feng Yumo came over and looked at the iron bullets, very curious.

Lan Qing'er smiled mysteriously: "These things are treasures, and they cannot be used for the time being. When necessary

Just used. "

"Oh?" Feng Yu's black eyes lit up: "Who brought it here?"

"My friend." Lan Qing'er replied very simply. For the time being, she didn't want to open Han Xing's position to Feng Yumo.

Feng Yumo shuddered slightly, picked up an iron bullet, and looked at it for a while: "Qing'er, are these things... made by your friend?"

Lan Qing'er pursed her mouth: "Half and half, if Qing'er said it was done with my friend, do you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it," Feng Yumo said without even thinking about it: "My Qing'er is the best."

Lan Qing'er felt warm in her heart: "His Royal Highness, don't wear a high hat on me, Qing'er will be proud."

Feng Yumo smiled faintly: "Qing'er is as smart as this ice and snow, she should have been proud."

Picking up a bowl, spooning a bowl of porridge, and placing the porridge in front of Feng Yumo, Lan Qinger said, "My husband worked hard last night, hurry up and eat something."

As soon as he said this, Feng Yumo's face blushed slightly, and he glanced at A Lan, and said lightly: "Qing'er is not allowed to talk nonsense, come on, sit down quickly, A Lan also sit down, everyone have breakfast. "

Alan responded and sat down. Last night, His Royal Highness sneaked into the royal prince's bedroom. His Royal Highness said that His Royal Highness has worked hard...

Alan bit the steamed bun and drank the porridge. She looked at the sweethearted couple in front of her. Her face flushed, her heart swayed slightly, some feelings in her heart were growing, she was really envious.

Lan Qing'er glanced at the weather outside the window, with thin snow floating, Lan Qing'er said, "Your Highness, are you still going out to set up a stall today?"

Feng Yumo shook his head: "Don't go, it's cold outside, my husband is with you at home."

Lan Qing'er felt sweet: "What if Qing'er wants to go for a walk?"

"Then my husband will be with you." Feng Yumo took a bite of steamed buns and said.

Lan Qing'er raised her mouth: "Then what if Qing'er wants the buns in His Highness's hands?"

Feng Yumo blinked, tearing off a piece, and handing it to Lan Qing'er's mouth: "Even if your husband doesn't eat, you have to give it to Qing'er first."

Although it was a joke, I also knew that Feng Yumo would definitely let her, but when Feng Yumo said this, I was still moved in my heart.

"Fool!" Taking a steamed bun, Lan Qing'er tore a piece, and handed it to Feng Yumo's mouth: "Am I like such a domineering person? Just one serving for two people, you don't have to starve to death, right. "

Feng Yu's eyes softened, "Well, with Qing'er, my husband will not starve to death."

As soon as he said this, a black line fell across Lan Qing'er's face.

Actually, Feng Yumo said that he was like a little white face...

Several people were eating when they saw Qin Lan's face condensed suddenly, put down his chopsticks, as if listening to something quietly.

Seeing Qin Lan's solemn expression, Lan Qing'er was shocked and calmed down.

The rumbling voice was very slight, but I heard it. From far and near, there was no other people around the palace of the prince. This rumbling voice came from here.

In addition to the rumbling voice, there seemed to be an unusual breath in the surrounding area. The air seemed to collapse tightly, revealing a sense of oppression.

A light flashed in my mind, and there was an ambush around the royal palace!

Looking at Qin Lan, both of them were both satisfied. Lan Qing'er stood up, retreated in front of Feng Yumo, and whispered, "His Royal Highness, let's go out through the back door."

Seeing Lan Qing'er's expression so nervous, Feng Yu Moton felt that the situation was serious and stood up and held Lan Qing'er's hand: "Qing'er, let's go together."

Lan Qing'er frowned slightly and glanced at Qin Lan. Qin Lan understood, and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, Qin Lan will check it out."

After speaking, Qin Lan said in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, I finished eating so soon. It's cold here. Go back to your room and rest. Qin Lan packs things up."