Silly Concubine of the Poison King

Zhuang Congwen choked on words, Shen Mengshan was rude first and shot first, after all, it was a fact, and there were so many eyes on the third floor, there was no room for him to quibble.

However, he just didn't want to.

At that moment, Mu Haoze's originally cold face was quickly stained with a gloomy haze, and even those piercing eyes became dark and deep, with strong rage.

Even Liu Ruyan's face was full of viciousness, and the sinister aura that was usually hidden very well was now undisguised, with obvious hatred.

Facing their gazes, Feng Mixian knew that this time their relationship was settled.

However, she has never been a timid person, as long as they don't provoke her first, she will be able to control her hands and feet.

Let's hope these people are wiser.

Feng Mixian took one last look at them, and then left without looking back.

And at this moment, in a certain darkroom next to the lobby on the third floor, there was a burst of hearty and unscrupulous laughter.

I saw a man in a crimson shirt, leaning against the wall. Jiongjiong was paying attention to everything in the hall, because there was a slot in the wall, and he could see every move that happened in the hall.

After he finished reading, he couldn't stop laughing again.

After turning around, he really saw the face of the man in scarlet clothes clearly.

That face is very youthful, with exquisite facial features, and there is always a hint of a smile at the corners of the brows and eyes.That smile was a bit of the frivolity of a romantic boy.The chin is slightly raised, and the galaxy is shining brightly in the middle of the apricot-shaped eyes.

With a smile on his face, he continued to express emotion:

"Interesting, interesting, really interesting! Haha, I have never met such an interesting woman!"

The woman looked weak and gentle on the surface, but her heart was too ruthless, she was very much like a certain man beside her.

Just as the man in scarlet clothes thought about it, a cold and quiet voice suddenly sounded in his ears, without any emotion or warmth.

"That woman is Feng Mixian, the daughter-in-law of the Marquis of Ding'an?!"

Although it seemed to be a question sentence, the tone was extremely firm.It was also a man who spoke, and he was sitting not far from the man in scarlet clothes.

The darkroom was not brightly lit, and the dim yellow light shone obliquely on the man, casting a light yellow hazy halo.

The man wore a moon-white robe, with light golden tassels gracefully outlining a half-bloomed bauhinia flower on the cuffs. His slender figure leaned against the chair, and his slender fingers subconsciously tapped on the rosewood table. The case, the deep eyes are hidden in the dark, refracting a faint brilliance of silvery white, cold and almost transparent.

The scattered hair was as black as the night and was casually draped behind and swayed freely... The silhouettes of the men projected on the wall complement each other, handsome and godlike, coupled with the inadvertent noble and elegant expression, it is even more amazing to the point of speechlessness .

The man in scarlet clothes nodded and replied, "That's right, it's her."

"It's not like the rumors." The white-robed man raised his eyebrows, but said softly and slowly in his usual indifferent voice.

"According to the investigation, after Feng Mixian received the divorce letter yesterday, he accidentally hit the wall and fell into a coma. After waking up, he unexpectedly returned to normal."

Although the man in scarlet clothes was explaining to him, his attitude seemed a little careless. Under the eyelashes, there seemed to be a cluster of extremely bright fire in his eyes, and an unknown undercurrent quietly passed through the bottom of his heart, causing ripples.

The white-robed man remained silent after hearing this, his handsome face was composed, and the corners of his lips still curled into a smile that was not a smile, making him appear a little erratic and unpredictable.

He was holding a piece of paper in his right hand, and then raised the paper to his eyes, and looked at it for a long time. The pupils in the dark eyes became lighter, but there was no emotion.

The designs and pictures on that paper were exactly the ones that Feng Mixian gave to the blacksmith earlier.

After a long silence, the white-robed man spoke again.

"A woman who had been foolish for more than ten years suddenly woke up. Not only did her temperament change drastically, but her wisdom was extraordinary. She also designed a hidden weapon that no one in the world could design. Even the skill she just tried, although she has no internal strength, can That strong strength and crisp movements can't be cultivated overnight. Tell me, what does this mean?"

His soft and slow words sounded a little understatement, but suddenly sharp eyes appeared in his usually restrained eyes, and a ray of undisguised sharpness suddenly leaked out. Meaningful.