Black belly princess, please come to bed

At night, Fenghua lying on the bed couldn't fall asleep.

In fact, since she saw the face under the mask at the Red Gate last time, she has been suffering from insomnia.

Yan Tong, what a similar person, but not him.

The moonlight came in and sunned on her bed, she squinted her eyes slightly, and felt slight footsteps coming in.

Suddenly, a scent blew in, Fenghua immediately held his breath.

The door was gently opened, someone came in, it was a slender figure, Wind Pearl.

She walked in step by step, with a cruel smile on the corner of her mouth.

Fenghua, this bitch, she will steal everything from her.

Obviously she was the one who fell in love with Duan Wang Yanyu first, but now the person who is going to marry Duan Wang is not her, but Fenghua.

If even King Duan can't marry, what chance will she have in this life? If she insists on letting herself have no chance of turning over, then she won't do anything, even if they die together, she will die.

Lifting the curtain and seeing her sleeping soundly, she must have been dizzy too.

He took out the handkerchief in his hand, raised his hand to cover her mouth, she wanted to kill her, right now, without anyone noticing, as long as she died, Feng Jiangchen would only have her as his daughter From now on, everything in the Prime Minister's Mansion will be hers, and no one can argue with her anymore.

only……

As soon as her hand was stretched out, her neck was suddenly pinched. Fenghua on the bed was not dazed by her at all. She knew what it was when the scent wafted in. She stretched out her hand and pinched her neck. She also slowly stood up from the bed, almost lifting her hand, Feng Zhenzhu only felt difficulty in breathing, almost suffocating.

"Want to kill me? Fengzhu, it's up to you? You want my life too, it's too much." Her body was pinned on the bed, her breathing was so difficult that she couldn't even cough.

Feng Zhenzhu's face slowly turned pale, and she reached out to grab her hand, trying to push it away.

She is obviously a woman who is only one year older than her, yet her strength is stronger than that of a man.

Fenghua threw her away suddenly, and she fell to the ground without getting up for a long time.

"Tell me, who gave you Mixiang." Feng Zhenzhu has always been in her yard, and it is impossible to leave this yard at ordinary times, but she has Mixiang that can be given to her, which means that someone outside colluded with her .

Feng Zhenzhu coughed, and her complexion gradually recovered. She slowly sat up on the ground, looked at her with a strange face and said, "Fenghua, you bitch, even if I die, I won't tell you, you Don't think that since you are the head of the family, no one dares to do anything to you. Let me tell you, everyone is only afraid of you on the surface and hopes that you will die. There are too many people. You are a woman who is going to get married sooner or later. Everything about this family, who you are, after you leave this family, you are no longer the master of this family."

"Fengzhu, are you toasting and not eating, are you fined wine?" Fenghua squatted in front of her, grabbed her hair, and grinned her teeth in pain.

"Fenghua, you bitch, you are a flirtatious bitch, sometimes you are Mr. Zhao, and sometimes you are King Duan. Just because of your flirtatious temperament, why do you marry King Duan?" Feng Zhenzhu Although he knew that he couldn't beat her, he could only fight with his tongue and scold her fiercely to vent his anger.

"What? Are you jealous? Do you want to marry Prince Duan too?" How could she not know about her little thoughts? In this way, these few days when she heard that she was going to marry Prince Duan, she looked like she was out of her wits, and finally, she couldn't help but do it.