The Return of the Wicked Girl: Long Live the Queen

A slender and beautiful little foot slowly appeared on the dilapidated threshold.

Looking up, a graceful and luxurious woman walked in.

Wrapped in light red Chinese clothes, covered with golden gauze, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone, the pleats of the skirt flow like a golden awn on the ground, stretching more than three feet, making the gait more graceful and soft, She is charming and boneless.

Long Zhenqiu's gaze flashed a trace of cruelty, but Sha Yan's pupils returned to their original foolishness. With a wave of his fleshy claws, he grabbed her sleeve and shouted excitedly.

"Miss Sangyu! I want to marry a concubine! I want to marry her to be my eighteenth concubine~"

He was yelling at the top of his voice, with a bit of a make-or-break posture.

The woman's face froze immediately, and she pulled her sleeves back forcefully, but at this moment she tore a hole in the outer tulle.

"you!"

She glared at Long Zhenqiu fiercely, and said sarcastically in a thin voice:

"Prince Lian is seriously ill."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and reached out to Long Zhenqiu.

Nie Sangyu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tall and straight figure like a silver spear stood upright, blocking Long Zhenqiu's face, and pushed her hand away.

The woman squinted at her hand, and said in a strange way: "What? Are you afraid that I won't succeed if I eat him? When I see Ben Gong, I don't even salute, just like him, don't you understand anything?"

Nie Sangyu's beautiful and straight back stiffened. He took a breath, straightened his waist, and bowed his hands.

"Princess Concubine is here, and I am far away to meet you. I hope that there will be a large number of Princess Concubine. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

The princess concubine sneered, "...As expected of the prince of the Mo country, he really knows how to behave."

Nie Sangyu pursed his lips, and naturally understood what she meant.

She wants him to salute.

The slender fingers clasped slightly, and the breathing seemed to be a little short.

Once in the country of Mo, he was an incomparably noble second prince who lay drunk on the lap of a beauty and woke up to kill human rights.

However, here, he had to bow his head to a woman.

He can choose not to, but he can't guarantee what the result will be after saying that word.Perhaps, she will attack Long Zhenqiu...

Compared with Long Zhenqi's dignity...

He opened his mouth lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was silent. After struggling for a while, his pair of heroic sword eyebrows finally drooped down.

"too……"

"Aww! Beauty~ I'm coming, my lord." Long Zhenqiu swung his white claws violently, and rushed towards the princess like a ball.

The crown prince's face paled immediately, she took a few steps back, and fell staggeringly into the arms of the servant girl.

Long Zhenqiu burst into laughter, and there was a cunning look in his bright little eyes.

"Aww, the beauty dances so ugly! It's bad! It's like a dung beetle rolling a dung ball!"

A little girl next to the princess couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The Crown Princess was so angry that her face turned livid, but she was the Crown Princess after all, so she quickly suppressed the anger in her heart.

Seeing the glistening saliva oozing from the corner of his mouth, she frowned in disgust, "Prince Nie isn't going to help the eldest prince clean it up?"

Long Zhenqiu bit his meat claws, saliva ran down his sleeves from his fingers, and stood there foolishly, really looking like a fool.

Nie Sangyu frowned, not feeling dirty, took his hand off, stretched out his slender fingers to wipe it naturally, and then slowly led him to the inner courtyard.

Step by step, very steady and very slow.

……

The Crown Princess looked at their backs with a cold smile on her lips.

Then she turned her head, with a faint smile on her graceful face.

"Your Highness Shuiyue, did you enjoy watching the play of the two princes just now?"