Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

But on both sides of the street, in front of each shop, on each wine front, and on each tree, there is a beautiful lamp with different shapes, which is more exquisite than ordinary red lanterns and more varied than the Lantern Lantern.

Not just one street, but all streets, shining the entire Yanjing City as if it were daylight. The people happily ran out to admire the lights. They guessed the poems on the riddle with great interest, but they seemed unable to say why.

However, on the panicked horseback, Feng Xi still heard a sentence from the noisy noise: "What does this poem mean? Do you see it?"

"Well, it seems to be a hidden poem." A scholar-like person replied.

However, these arguments seemed to arouse Mo Ziqian's anger even more. He suddenly waved his whip, and when the horse hurried, the whip whip vigorously on the lantern, and the lights fell and shattered.

"Ah ..." exclaimed continuously from the crowd.

Although the whip was not whip on them, but they were afraid of the scourge of the pond fish, and the people could not avoid it. The more unpredictable avoidance, the more panic and shoving, the more chaos is formed.

"Stop, Xiang Gong, what are you doing?" The kind-hearted Feng Xi felt uneasy, and pulled Mo Zi's arms around the whip, trying to stop it.

However, Mo Ziqian was completely disregarded, the horse did not stop, nor did it wave the hand of the whip. The lamp-extinguishing operation continued, passing through the streets, waving one lamp after another, the ordinary people walked in panic, the street was a mess.

The crowd pushed and shoved over the roadside stalls again. The hawkers and the overwhelmed people clashed. The scene was chaotic.

"Stop, Xiang Gong, you stop, I'm going to get angry. You have disturbed the people, do you know? Your elder brother knows it will kill you ..." Feng Xi was anxious, screaming with Mo Ziqian's arm , Tears fell involuntarily.

When passing the candy house, Long Xinyue also hurriedly came out and shouted: "Erson, please stop, don't go into trouble again. Your sister-in-law will be angry."

Long Xinyue was still shouting, and suddenly three women sprang out of the former Jade Jade House. Was n’t that Su Biluo, Yingyue and Ruhua who were buying jewelry?

Seeing this situation, Su Bilu immediately ordered: "Ying Ying, entering the painting, and stunned what to do, hurry up to stop it."

"Yes." The two little girls responded in their mouths, and immediately performed light skills to catch up with the horses. They could not grapple the horses, and they could only have a mentality, one left and one right, attacking Mozi Qian and Fengxi.

Mo Ziqian was really taken aback, and could no longer care about destroying those lanterns, so he had to return to the sword stand to show the moon and the sword in the painting, protecting Feng Xi. At the same time, the horse speed naturally slowed down.

After the three men fought for a while, Su Biluo had already caught up. She ran forward regardless of everything, stopped in front of the horse, and shouted loudly: "Second brother, you stop me immediately!"

Mo Ziqian suddenly saw Su Biluo stopped in front of her, and was surprised, and quickly grabbed the horse's head, the horse screamed in the sky, raised her front hoof, Su Biluo opened her arms, the lines were immobile, and the wind raised by the horseshoe blowed Su Biluo's three thousand green silk The skirt swings freely.

"Sister-in-law." Mo Ziqian put away the blade, and calmly stabilized the restless horse.

But he did not dismount the horse. Maybe he was faceless. Maybe he did n’t want Feng Xi to have any chance to escape. He avoided Su Biluo and continued to march forward until he turned a street and returned to the general ’s palace. Hold Feng Xifei off the horse.

"Let me go, you are crazy, Mo Ziqian!" For the first time, Feng Xi called his name with such a tough attitude. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she cried awfully.

It was not because of Mo Ziqian's mistreatment and crying, but because Mo Ziqian's troubles were just ashamed of the General's Mansion, but she became a sinner, because everything seemed to arise from her.

Feng Xi's heart is filled with guilt, how do those ordinary people who are disturbed to appease? In the future, how would you view her and Mo Ziqian?

She slammed Mo Ziqian's squeezing forcefully and twisted to walk in the direction of the cup.

But when they reached the door of the house, how could Mo Ziqian easily let her go?

He stretched out his arm, and lightly took her back like a swallow, half-cuffed and half-clamped, and took her to the general's palace, and then quickly took her to the East Courtyard.

"Let me go, Mo Ziqian!" Feng was very anxious and blurted out, "You have to rest me. You go to find your Tumi, you have to rest me, what do you do when I come back?"

She finally shouted out the grievances in her heart, which is really not easy for Feng Xi, who has always been willing to grievances and seek for completeness.

Later, Su Biluo brought Yingyue and the painting back.

Mo Ziqian pushed Feng Xi into their room, and then turned out, and locked the door with one hand, so that the two little men in the courtyard looked at it, and when Mrs. Yan Er lost it, they asked them to settle the account.

When Su Biluo chased, Mo Ziqian had already left angrily.

They passed by, but Mo Ziqian Tieqing's complexion, for the first time, regardless of Su Biluo's call, strode the meteor out of the house.

Su Bi settled and looked at Mo Ziqian's wide and wide back in surprise.

Yingyue sneered: "Oh, these two sons really did not grow their wings, and they didn't put you in the eyes. After such a big trouble, the whole Yanjing City was so violently jumped and walked like this. Now. "

In the painting, he said: "It's okay, Yingyue, the monk can't run the temple without such a great disaster. Even if our wife is willing to spare him, the general will never spare him. Wait for the general to come back and punish him. Right. "

Su Biluo whispered: "Two stinky girls who love to chew on their tongues. It is better to say that the master is better to prepare the master for the aftermath. The second son's trouble is tantamount to our general's house. Our Mo family is up and down, it is one. This matter is not known before the ancestors, the old lady and the father-in-law, you hurry to get some silver, take a few little servants out, and tell the people, the second son is drunk, this It was only a moment of confusion. Please forgive them. We will pay for the loss of those stalls. "

Ying Yuehe entered the picture, looked at each other, and looked down in shame.

They quickly took their orders, went to the tent to find Mordi to take the money, and took a few little servants to go out to get an aftermath.

Su Biluo walked alone to Mo Ziqian's room.

But I heard Feng Xi patting the door non-stop, crying: "Let me go! Let me go! Mo Ziqian, you come back, come back and make it clear. We are cut off, clean, and good to each other. You It ’s also free, is n’t it? "

Su Biluo shook his head gently and was about to go to the room, but was stopped by two little men.

"The second son told no one to enter. Nor could the second lady get out."

"Ravage!" Su Bi drunk sternly.