I wanted to leave like Zhan Qingcheng, but I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't bear it.

After dawn, will this little woman need him? Will she have something to do and want him to help?

Feng Mujin knew that she had a lot of things and a lot of secrets in her heart, not to mention that they also had a secret in common, a secret about Baoer.

At least there are some things that can connect them together, right?

...

It was an uneasy night, someone left alone, and a bunch of despair and loneliness were sprinkled behind him.

Someone stood in the cold wind for a whole night until the movement in the tent calmed down, and until the tortured woman fell asleep peacefully, he took a deep breath, as if he had figured out a lot of things, but he seemed to be unable to figure out anything, but he finally took a step and left.

Tomorrow, she will definitely need herself, and he knows her, so he has to find a place to unite and see each other. Tomorrow, maybe he has to do a lot of things with her.

Tomorrow I have to face her with a smile, and to ask her carefully if she has been hurt and wronged over the past few days.

As he walked like this, he didn't know how long he had walked, maybe he had walked for a long time or maybe in a blink of an eye, he came to a camp and took a step.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, revealing Feng Dingbei's sleepy face that had just woken up but was still sleepy.

When he heard the footsteps, he already knew that it was his seventh prince who came, but he didn't know why he didn't come in. He walked so slowly, was he thinking about things?

"Brother Seventh Emperor." He called out softly, rubbed his still blurry eyes and looked at him and said softly: "Come in and rest for a while, it's windy outside."

Feng Mujin didn't go in and did nothing, just smiled slightly, smiling so gently, like a spring breeze.

Feng Dingbei was stunned. All his sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and his consciousness was completely awake: "Brother Seventh Emperor..."

"Have you bullied her after taking her away?" he asked with a smile, his voice still so gentle and his smile still so beautiful.

Feng Dingbei blinked, and after a while, he realized it and hurriedly said, "No, no..."

But before he finished speaking, a little guilty flashed in his eyes.

Is this considered bullying to throw her to the men of the Beggars' Sect and almost be insulted?

Just like she complained to the Fourth Emperor Brother, I occasionally threw only a few fruits to her in such a big winter, and did not let her dress warmly, and made her hungry. Is this considered bullying?

"Brother Seven, I..."

"So, you really bullied her, have you?" His smile was still so gentle and beautiful. Not only did the woman feel moved when she saw it, but even herself, who was a man, couldn't help but look at her.

"Seventh Brother..."

With a "touch", Prince Bei's eyes that had just gotten up were severely damaged again, and his tall body was thrown away and landed heavily on the chair.

The chair he smashed on collapsed.

He endured the severe pain of being beaten up, while panting, he silently chanted in his heart, "The witch, from now on, he will never touch her anymore, and he will not even dare to say something to her!"

Both of these emperor brothers went crazy, and for her sake, they turned into madmen completely!

...

When Jiuyin woke up, she opened her eyes and saw the back of a man. But when Jingxin looked at her, she was so scared that she let out a low voice, hurriedly tightened the bedding on her body, and looked at Feng Mujin who looked back at her, and almost couldn't help but sweat.

How could it be Mu Jin? The one who was with me last night was clearly Feng Chenye, now... why?

"He went with the Seventh Emperor's brothers to practice morning." Feng Mujin seemed to have something in his hand, looked at her with his eyes down, and said warmly.

Both of them are all long-standing generals. The most common thing they do when they walk together is morning exercises. They all know these nine notes, but what she wants to ask is not where Feng Chenye went, but when did he come?

He actually entered her camp without saying a word and even sat next to her soft couch, which really scared her.

"You are here... Feng Chenye knows this?" A little uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

"He hadn't left when I came in yet. Do you think he knew?" He put the brand new clothes in his hand on the soft couch, and reached out to pull her: "Come here, I'll dress you."

Just as his big palm touched her wrist, Jiuyin was so scared that she pulled her hand back, still tightened the bedding on her body, and raised a pair of defensive eyes to stare at him.

She had only been struggling with Feng Chenye for a whole night last night. Now, she absolutely could not accept another man. Even though her body and mind had long been unclean and had already been filled with so many people, she still could not accept the two of them.

What's more, she had never had such an intimate relationship with Feng Mujin, and she didn't want to use her body that still retains the breath of Feng Chenye to get close to him.

Seeing her defense against her, Feng Mujin's eyes sank, and a trace of despair flashed quickly in her eyes.

Jiuyin clearly saw it, but in just a moment, a soft smile appeared in his eyes. She didn't know if she had read it wrong. Did the actions she had just been prepared for hurt him?

"Mu Jin..." She moved her lips and called in a low voice, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her.

It is a fact that she and Feng Chenye are together. The entire camp is full of traces of the two people changing, and even the air is filled with ambiguous aura. He... should know.

Feng Mujin curled her thin lips and still smiled as gentle as usual: "It's getting late, so change into clothes and go see them."

He stood up and walked towards the table beside him: "I made your favorite breakfast, come and try it."

This is a job that Feng Mujin has learned in private for several months. Just think about it, a noble man who has always been a prince who is born to be a prince is willing to cook for you, wash hands and make soup for you. This feeling of happiness is not something that every woman can enjoy.

Looking at his slender back and watching his familiar behavior when he walked to the table, Jiuyin's eyes heated up and tears almost couldn't help but overflow.

How could her life be so chaotic? She was just turning aside with Feng Chenye on this soft couch last night. Now looking at Mu Jin, she felt like she was his real wife, and she did something that was sorry for him with other men.

He reached out to touch him, but he was too far away from him, and she couldn't grasp half of his clothes no matter what.

She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, slowly calming her chaotic breathing. Just now, she really hurt him.

The two of them lived together in close contact without distinction. She knew every move and smile.

Just now, what flowed through his eyes was clearly heart-wrenching despair...

He lifted the quilt and didn't mind that there were other men in the room. She slowly put on her clothes one by one as she did in the past.

When Feng Mujin turned around, he saw such a bloody picture. His wife was still sitting on the soft couch and wearing clothes easily.

Since she gave birth to Baoer, Ruhua and the others left with their master and Baoer, they have always taken care of her. From eating, sleeping, and even resting and resting and dressing, they have gradually been done by him.

To be honest, he could see her body clearly without any loss, but he had never done that intimate thing with her.

Last night, I heard her actions with the Fourth Emperor Brother in the tent, and I felt heartbroken but helpless. Who told her to be the Fourth Emperor Brother from the beginning? She and she were just a nominal couple.

Knowing that his hot eyes were on him, Jiuyin still tried hard to suppress the uneasiness and shyness in her heart. She put on clothes in front of him like before, and even slid down on the soft couch and stood up with her back to him, whispering: "Mu Jin, help me tie my inner clothes."

"Yes." Feng Mujin responded softly and walked towards her.

He used to it, and when she was too lazy to move, he dressed for her.

Her big palm stretched out and her ten fingers trembled slightly. Although her movements were hesitant and clumsy, she still meticulously helped her tie the belt of her inner clothes.

She had already put on her underwear, but her beautiful body was still exposed in his sight. Feng Mujin was breathing in a mess, her heartbeat was so fast that she picked up the coat from the soft collapse to put it on for her. Her movements were gentle, but she had less ease and more solemnity.

He carefully put a cotton coat on her and then let out a breath, as if he had completed a mission of the Holy Spirit, turned around and walked out the door: "I'll go out for a walk first, you can use breakfast yourself, I'll be back soon."

"Mu Jin..." After only two steps, the woman behind her suddenly chased after him. She stretched out her long arms and wrapped her waist around her, and buried her face on his back. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she didn't want him to let him go, and she didn't want him to walk out of her life like this.

"I'm sorry, I...Ye and I..."

"Stop talking." Feng Mujin looked down at the little hands that fell in front of him. He wanted to hold them, but he didn't dare.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in his heart, then pulled her little hand away, looked back at her and smiled:

"You are the Fourth Emperor Brother, I have never forgotten this. Now that Baoer has been sent away, his safety will not be a problem. Jiuyin, do what you want to do, I will not stop you again."

"Mu Jin..."

"The tea is cold, eat while it's hot." He stepped back and moved away from her, pushed the warm water on the table aside, soaked the soft towel in the warm water, and then handed it to her: "Wash your face, there is tea here, rinse your mouth freely. The conditions in the military camp are no better than in the royal palace, so make do with it."

Jiuyin took it, took the tea, rinsed her mouth and washed her face before returning the soft towel to him.

Feng Mujin put the soft towel back into the basin and saw her standing there muffledly. He smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you afraid that I'll do something bad?"

His eyes fell on the refreshment on the table, and he smiled and said, "There are no practices in these days. If you taste it, you should make progress."
Chapter completed!