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Chapter 43 Angry

Zilin annoyed Aunt Wan's awkward speech the most. She didn't want to say too much if she could solve the problem by force. "If you want to enter the hospital, you have to pass my level."

Li Li asked his master for his eyes, is this to fight or fight?

Han Mufeng's expression remained motionless.

I understood, Li Li asked Zilin for help, and two swords started to move outside the yard door.

The emperor did not speak, he meant to try whether the guards around the girl he cared about were capable enough.

Aunt Wan originally intended to make things happen to her own lady and the emperor, but since she promised her that she would not interfere, she would not do anything randomly. So Lan Yue said she would not see her, so she would naturally not be seen by others. Aunt Wan was anxious to watch her.

Lan Yue in the room naturally heard the sound of fighting outside, but she was too lazy to pay attention to it, and she didn't want to see this dog man. But the problem now is that she doesn't want to see him, and he wants to see him. Since he already knows that she lives here, what should I do if he will harass her in the future? Her belly is not very obvious now, but it gradually gets bigger and cannot see anyone at will.

Li Li and Zi Lin have passed dozens of moves. If they can pass dozens of moves with the Imperial Guard, they don’t have to talk about their ability. When the two of them are preparing for the next round of attacks, Han Mufeng called Li Li to stop.

Han Mufeng stepped in and entered, with a domineering and arrogant aura. Zilin wanted to go up and stop Li Li from blocking it. Aunt Wan was the host of Yi'an in public. She would not show her skills that were not inferior to Zilin until she had no choice.

Aunt Wan could only chase after the emperor who was going to stop the house, but was grabbed by a small step.

"My lady said nothing." Liuying was sent out by Lan Yue to pass the message.

The girl was Lan Yue's close-fitting girl. Han Mufeng had seen her, but she did not stop. Liuying was frightened by the emperor's cold aura and could not move even when she stood there. She could only watch others go over and push the door.

Unable to push, Lan Yue bolted the door from inside when she asked Liuying to go out.

"I'll thank you, can you open the door?"

Han Mufeng spoke in a negotiated tone and his tone was extremely gentle, unlike the indifference he had when he rushed into the yard just now.

Li Li and Xiao Buzi were stunned for a while before they were sure that this was what the master said, and sighed that it was worth dying after hearing his master's soft voice in his lifetime.

Aunt Wan and Zilin exchanged glances, and simply let go and ignore them. The lady has to deal with it himself.

Didn’t I come to fight for salt powder? Yesterday, Fang Qingxuan said that a person had a fever and a wound was infected. It was too fast to heal in one night. I can only say that this person’s physical fitness is really good. Lan Yue thought for a long time before she lost the word “No!”

“We can’t speak well?”

"cannot."

"How can you not hate me?"

"You die."

The girl's words were brief and calm, but there was no warmth. Han Mufeng felt his heart tight and tight, which made him feel colder than anger and loudly accusing him.

It's okay, at least she is willing to answer, Han Mufeng comforts herself so much.

"It's a little hard to die, why don't you sprinkle a handful of salt on my wounds."

Li Li and Xiaobuzi: Is my brain hurting?

Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah! You must know that they will definitely attack them.

Zilin and Aunt Wan didn’t feel much emotion. Anyone who saw his lady’s appearance could fascinate him. So what about the little emperor?

He wasn't asking for trouble because of the salt incident, Lan Yue was a little surprised. Could it be that the dog emperor still had that dirty thought? It seems that he would be entangled endlessly after not giving up this time.

There was another silence inside and outside the door, and it was almost time to remove the door. Han Mufeng waited for the door to open from the inside. He flashed in and then brought the door with him.

The few people outside looked at each other and didn't have to fight.

The room was not big, and Lan Yue felt very depressed when she came in again. She took several steps and kept a long distance from him like avoiding the plague.

"Stop, say what you have to say." Lan Yue wished she could draw a circle on the spot to fix the person.

Han Mufeng paused when he raised his legs. Is he so scary? "Thank you for your medicine and your salt."

"That's all? I know. If you have anything else, hurry up and leave."

"Where are you from? Can you tell me your name? How do you prepare your medicine? Why did you appear on the mountain that time?"

Good guy, I have several questions as soon as I open my mouth.

Han Mufeng raised his eyes and fell on that clean face, just as fascinated him when he first met him, but just such a woman avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

"I asked you to say it, but I will not answer any questions you have. Since I have finished speaking, please leave and don't send it."

Lan Yue thought about it. Since her whereabouts were completely exposed, instead of trying to hide, letting him give up was the complete solution. She was thinking about what to do to make people desperate.

"Can I compensate me with a chance?"

“How to compensate?”

"I marry you."

"I've got married."

As soon as Lan Yue said that, Han Mufeng's heart suddenly fell into the ice cave.

Well, that's desperate enough.

"Who are you marrying?"

"You don't need to know that even if you are the emperor, you can't control other people's marriage affairs. If you think that my marriage offends your emperor's dignity, you can kill me at most."

Lan Yue's dangerous move!

In ancient times, an unmarried woman would not say casually about her marriage, which was a big destruction of her reputation. But Lan Yue was not an ancient person. Not to mention being married, it wouldn't matter if she could not bother her, even if she called herself a prostitute.

"I don't believe it!"

Han Mufeng stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Lan Yue's shoulder with both hands. His impeccable handsome face was even more distorted than when salt was scattered on the wound. He seemed to be staring at her with fire, trying to make some lies from it.

Lan Yue felt disgusted and wanted to break away from her controlled hand and run out to vomit, but she couldn't break free. She could only turn her head and vomit on the side, vomiting herself and Han Mufeng.

Maybe it was because he was vomiting uncomfortable, or because he was disgusted so much that he was about to faint. When Han Mufeng had to let go of his hands and take off his dirty outer robe, Lan Yue fell to the ground.

He angered him, and then he was so disgusting because of his touch. Any man with a little self-esteem would not be able to stand it, right? Lan Yue thought so.

"Come on..."

Han Mufeng threw his outer robe to the side, not caring about it, and reached out to pick him up from the ground, but Lan Yue blocked his hand with disgust.

It would be strange if Han Mufeng had no grudges in his heart. He has always been the only one who disliked others. How could he have ever been so angry?

People outside heard the noise and rushed in.

Aunt Wan went to hug Lan Yue on the ground, Liuying quickly cleaned up...

Zilin and Li Li are both competent door gods.

Only Han Mufeng slashed his sleeves and strode out of the door, turned around and drew Li Li's long sword, waving it in the courtyard like crazy, causing damage.

He followed the emperor with a small step, but after a lonely journey, he was unable to get close to him.
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