Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

"Is this considered okay?" Fengjiu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

She raised her chin slightly and looked at Zimu and Mo Yuan, and found that they were really not in a hurry at all.

Logically speaking, Emperor Donghua should be fine, but she was still a little worried.

"Aunt Zimu, Uncle Moyuan, Fengjiu will take her leave first. I have to go to Taichen Palace to see the Emperor."

As soon as Fengjiu finished speaking, the crisp sound seemed to still echo in the air. She pulled Zhihe up without hesitation and ran towards the Ninth Heaven eagerly.

Zhihe was caught off guard by Fengjiu's sudden action and could only be passively pulled forward by Fengjiu.

Ling Qiu watched helplessly as his beloved was hurriedly dragged away by Feng Jiu. For a moment, he felt that the whole fox was plunged into an indescribable loss and frustration.

He stared blankly at Zhihe's receding back. Before he had the chance to tell Zhihe that they could go there together for a trip next time, Fengjiu took her away without any explanation.

Ling Qiu was completely stunned like a fox.

"What is this girl in such a hurry for?"

Zimu looked at the direction where Fengjiu and Zhihe left and Ling Qiu's lightless eyes and shook his head slightly.

"My husband, you have worked hard. Come, come, have a glass of fruit wine."

Zimu looked at Mo Yuan tenderly, his face filled with concern.

"If we talk about what the old phoenix Zheyan can show off, it's only brewing wine and my fourth brother."

As Zi Mu spoke, he handed a glass of fruit wine with an enticing fruity aroma to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zi Mu, with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy in his eyes. He took a sip of the fruit wine and said slowly, "Madam, do you think the wine I brewed for you is not tasty?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction and questioning in the deep voice.

"No way, husband, are you jealous of even a hard worker like Old Phoenix?"

Zi Mu's eyes widened, her face full of surprise. She didn't expect Mo Yuan to be jealous because of something she said.

"After all, Madam praised him." Mo Yuan's tone carried a hint of childish stubbornness.

"Of course, the wine brewed by my husband is the best, but I don't like to drink wine that is too strong."

Zi Mu hurriedly coaxed Mo Yuan with a flattering smile on his face.

Mo Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and began to think about finding time to learn how to brew wine from Zhe Yan. From now on, Zimu must brew the wine himself.

"Madam, you have good taste." Mo Yuan showed a proud smile on his face.

"Husband, please stop making trouble. I feel like Ling Qiu is about to collapse." Zi Mu couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw Ling Qiu's distraught look.

Ling Qiu looked at Zimu and Mo Yuan aggrievedly: "Patriarch, Lord Mo Yuan..."

"What's wrong with this kid? Why does he seem like his soul has been sucked out of him?"

Mo Yuan frowned slightly and looked at Ling Qiu's distraught appearance with confusion.

Ling Qiu at this moment is completely different from the one who came to him to get beaten every now and then.

"It's just that the soul was taken away, and it was taken away by that girl Fengjiu."

Zimu shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Mo Yuan also thought of Zhi He who had just been hurriedly dragged away by Feng Jiu. She looked so anxious as if there was something extremely urgent going on.

The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, as if he was recalling the interesting scene just now.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, as if he was teasing Ling Qiu for being blinded by love.

"Chief, Zhihe and I haven't finished our conversation yet." Ling Qiu's eyes were filled with disappointment and unwillingness.

His eyes were still fixed on the direction where Zhihe was being pulled away by Fengjiu, as if as long as he kept looking, Zhihe would reappear in front of him.

The pitiful tone, as if someone was being bullied and complaining to an elder, was so strong that even Mo Yuan couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Mo Yuan looked at Ling Qiu's pitiful appearance and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.

He walked up to Ling Qiu and gently patted his shoulder, saying, "Don't feel sad or wronged, I'll take you to Taichen Palace later."

Mo Yuan's voice was low and gentle, as if it had a soothing power.

"Really?"

Ling Qiu's eyes lit up instantly, and a spark of hope rekindled in those originally dull eyes.

He looked at Mo Yuan expectantly, and could hardly believe his ears.

"Of course it's true. Have I ever lied to you?" Mo Yuan's tone left no room for doubt, making people believe his words involuntarily.

"Hey, that's not the case."

A bright smile appeared on Ling Qiu's face, and his mood instantly became cheerful.

Looking at Ling Qiu who had turned into a spirited little silver fox again, Zimu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mo Yuan looked at Zi Mu with eyes filled with endless pampering and tenderness, and that look seemed to be able to melt everything in the world.

When his eyes fell on Ling Qiu's excited look again, he saw a hint of silliness in it.

At this moment, Mo Yuan suddenly felt that this little silver fox might be a little pitiful.

Although Donghua didn't care much about his adopted sister Zhihe, Zhihe's father had saved him after all.

Donghua accepted Zhihe as his sister at the request of Zhihe's father before his death and raised her wholeheartedly for tens of thousands of years.

If Donghua's evil taste comes out, Ling Qiu will be in trouble.

However, with Zimu around, Donghua probably wouldn't dare to use his evil taste on Ling Qiu easily.

The couple looked at each other, and there was an unspoken understanding in their eyes. They both knew that the other was waiting to see the show.

Ever since Mo Yuan and Zi Mu got married, their mentality has become much younger because of their little fox.

Now, his little fox doesn’t need to speak whatever he wants to do. Just a glance and Mo Yuan will understand instantly.

This feeling of spiritual connection brings a lot more fun to the couple.

To be honest, Mo Yuan still hoped that Donghua could take action to stop Ling Qiu.

After all, he had been entangled by the Silver Fox clan for more than 100,000 years.

Especially after Mo Yuan and Zi Mu got married, when those little silver fox cubs went to Mo Yuan to get beaten, they all acted with full confidence.

Donghua had mocked Mo Yuan many times, both openly and secretly. Mo Yuan now wanted to find a rival as great as himself so that he could feel more balanced.

At this time, Ling Qiu was waiting to go to Taichen Palace with great joy and anticipation, completely unaware of what Mo Yuan and his wife were thinking.

He was so excited that he was almost spinning in circles, as if he had already seen the scene of meeting Zhihe again in Taichen Palace.

Mo Yuan looked at Ling Qiu and shook his head helplessly, whispering in Zi Mu's ear: "This fox cub has really been blinded by love."

Zi Mu also responded helplessly: "Ling Qiu is still young, this is how it should be."