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

Feng Qining expressed the embarrassment in Zong Zhenghao's heart with a single word, and Zong Zhenghao's expression was not very good at the moment.
"Who said this king can't understand?"

Zong Zhenghao retorted with insufficient strength, Feng Qining's eyes showed contempt, this person, even if he didn't understand, he wouldn't admit it, he really wanted to lose face.

"What is the prince doing here today? Could it be that he just came to visit my concubine? If so, then I should finish reading. If there is nothing else, please leave, my lord."

Feng Qining yawned, her eyes were blurred, and she looked deeply deprived of sleep. [

She really felt that she hadn't woken up yet. This morning, she was pulled out of the bed by Xin'er early in the morning, and she played with Liu Lan there for so long, and she came back on foot. Of course, this young lady's body cannot bear it live.

Feng Qining really felt that it was necessary for her to exercise. This body is really too delicate. After walking a few steps, she would be exhausted. It's okay if she doesn't go out. If she goes out, she will definitely not be able to bear it. Running away in the future is really a problem.

Zong Zhenghao looked at Feng Qining's red face on the right, and based on his experience, he can guarantee that the medicine must not have been taken, doesn't she feel pain?Also, isn't she afraid of losing her appearance?Other women regard their own face as more important than their own lives. How did they come to her?What about the complete opposite?

"Is that why you don't want to see the King?"

Nonsense, Feng Qining glanced at Zong Zhenghao, who did he think he was?He is the prince, she is the princess, he doesn't want to see her, why does she want to see him?

Respect is always mutual.

"My lord, can you let the concubine come down?"

Feng Qining looked at Zong Zhenghao's hand. This hand looked like an iron wall, holding her like a chicken. This discovery made Feng Qining very upset, super upset.

"OK"

Zong Zhenghao repeatedly agreed and let Feng Qining go. Just when Feng Qining wondered when he was so easy to talk, he put his hand on her waist, and with force, Feng Qining fell into his arms .

In the dark, Murong Li watched this scene, her teeth itching with hatred, her fists clenched, and just about to make a move, Feng Qining was one step ahead of him, her knee bent, and Feng Qining kicked Zong Zhenghao in the stomach.

Zong Zhenghao snorted in pain, but he didn't let Feng Qining go.

"Damn hooligans"

Feng Qining cursed in a low voice, just as she was about to punch Zong Zhenghao twice, two stones hit him from behind.