The King's Killer Mad Concubine

Yu You'er was not at all surprised by Feng Luo's answer, now she was sure that Feng Luo did not have any affair with Ruo Wan'er.

So...is it all clear now?Is Situ Yuqi really Situ Jinfeng's son?

But her excitement quickly froze on her face, she suddenly thought of Feng Yan's words, Ruo Wan'er was secretly protecting a person, if that person can be found, will everything come to light?

As long as this matter is done for Situ Jintian, she will be completely free!

With an evil hook at the corner of her mouth, Yu You'er turned her head to look at Feng Luo and said with a smile, "May the Fifth Highness accompany You'er for a stroll?"

Feng Luo froze for a moment, but nodded quickly.

In Yu You'er's beautiful eyes, a light flashed slightly, she suppressed the smile on her face, and glanced coldly at everyone, "Your Highness, do you mind if I leave without permission?"

Before they could nod their heads, Yu You'er raised her head and stepped out with arrogance.

Feng Luo, who still had an evil face, followed behind her, but he happily followed behind her.

"Today is the Oiran Contest, don't the Seventh Brothers and Sisters want to feast their eyes?" Feng Luo whistled as she watched the graceful bodies dance lightly on the stage.

Yu You'er almost vomited blood with that blushing look, "Fifth Highness, don't you have anything else to do besides looking at beauties?"

Feng Luozhu lifted his chin, and he squinted his eyes, as if he was examining her, "Your expression is very strange, can my Highness be classified as jealous?"

Interesting, really interesting, the woman in front of him can bring him different surprises every time.

Yu You'er raised her eyebrows and stared at Feng Luo for a long while. She really wanted to scratch his evil eyes. That face was so handsome and beautiful. masculinity.

"Oh, isn't this the Fifth Highness? What brought you here?" A woman swayed her buttocks, shook the big steamed bun on her chest, and flung herself coquettishly into Feng Luo's arms.

At such an old age, he also soaks?

The corners of Yu You'er's mouth twitched, it seemed that the rumors were true, the fifth prince likes to miss flowers, and he would not refuse anyone who came.

She didn't intend to spoil his good deed, so she just walked away.

"Seven..." Feng Luo was hugged tightly by her huge body, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't push her away, and could only watch Yu You'er's back gradually drifting away.