The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Under the sunlight, the backs of the two were betting on a corner of the palace, letting time pass without noticing it.
"Why are you here?"

Murong Li raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat that appeared on Feng Qining's forehead due to the sun's overheating. That thoughtful gesture made the eyes of all the women around her turn red, but they also knew that this man was gentle but ruthless.

His tenderness only belongs to the woman in his arms, and the rest will only get his indifference and iron blood.

"I walked here and came here, why did you come here behind my back?" [

Feng Qining hooked Murongli's neck with her hand, and looked up at him. Whenever this time, Feng Qining hated her height. She was obviously not short, but in front of this group of people, she looked very tall. short.

"You are not here yet, serve Feng"

Seeing those court ladies standing behind blankly, Murong Li became unhappy. Seeing his stiff face, several court ladies hurried over, holding umbrellas and fanning fans.

"Li Meiren, the queen's treatment is really good"

Feng Qining sighed, under this order, there are only so many people to serve, how can there be such treatment if it is replaced by other people?

"Feng wants more"

Murong Li's eyes showed doting, Feng Qining smiled like a flower: "You are all mine, then everything about you belongs to me, doesn't it?"

This sentence was spoken as a matter of course, without any sense of treachery, the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The palace maids and eunuchs behind had different expressions and their ears were pricked up, listening to Murong Li's reaction.

"Yes, I am all yours, so my things are naturally yours, didn't you say that? What is mine is yours, and what is yours is still yours"

The two of them were so sweet as if no one was around, completely forgetting that they were still in the sea of ​​people. Zhu Chun looked at the tenderness in Murong Li's eyes and the doting between his brows, and jealousy appeared in his eyes.

She felt that it was necessary for her to remind them of her existence.

"Brother Li"

Zhu Chun yelled shyly, his expression was full of grievances, the pitiful grievance, the appearance of crying, his chest heaved up and down, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Murong Li glanced at her, but her eyes didn't linger too much on her face, as if she couldn't see the sadness on her face.

"Miss Bamboo, what's the matter? If you're not feeling well, you'd better go back and rest quickly. The sun is shining, and you are delicate, unlike Zhen and Feng."