The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

This kind of woman is very different from what he saw that night. Did he see it wrong that day, or is the person today not Feng Zhuyue at all?Or, are there two people at all?

"My fourth younger sister really knows how to act. Her acting skills have fooled everyone..."

Feng Yun lowered his brows and eyes, and said this sentence seemingly out of nowhere.

"Click"

The cup in Long Junao's hand cracked at the sound, his handsome and solemn face was dark, he narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes, that night, it was Feng Zhuyue who was acting!

He deliberately acted for him to let him divorce her!

This is what she is for! ! !

No one in this world has ever dared to tease Long Junao, how dare she, Feng Zhuyue?How dare?A strong feeling of going crazy and about to explode appeared in Long Jun's beautiful eyes as deep as the night sky.

While talking, Feng Zhuyue and Lu Shanhu had already stood on the ring, and the people around quickly filled the ring with water.

"In a while, if Miss Fourth loses, Second Miss Lu will be ruthless. Remember to go up and drag Miss Fourth down. You can't let Second Miss Lu really kill Miss Fourth."

"Yeah, that's it."

"Today, we will protect the fourth lady."

The audience below whispered for a while, just in time for Feng Zhuyue and Lu Shanhu to overhear.There was a frozen sneer in the corner of Lu Shanhu's eyes, if he wanted to save Feng Zhuyue, it would only be a corpse.

On the other hand, Feng Zhuyue stood there proudly with a straight body, like a cold plum in the cold winter, with a firm and iron frame, unyielding and unyielding.

Yun Qingcheng was the furthest away, but he could see the people on the ring clearly.There is no figure of Lu Shan in his clear eyes, only the figure that is as white as a horse passing through the gap.

The corner of Xie Si's mouth rose: "Why does he think that the one who lost so badly today will be Miss Lu?"

Lu Shanshan's weapon was a precious sword, while Feng Zhuyue pulled out a purple water chestnut as if by magic. Today's Feng Zhuyue was dressed in plain white clothes. It has to have the effect of a little redness between the eyebrows, but it's a pity that she wears a veil on her face, covering her original face, otherwise, even with this temperament, it would be hard to compare Lu Shanhu.

Lu Shanshan looked at the purple water chestnut that Feng Zhuyue drew out, and there was a sneer in his eyes.Just relying on the light and fluffy fabric, you also want to use it as a weapon?

Lu Shanshan raised the sword, flew forward, and pierced Feng Zhuyue's heart without using too many tricks!

Feng Zhuyue stood there, neither dodging nor dodging, a gloomy gleam flashed in her phoenix eyes, when the sword was still a tenth of a millimeter away from her heart...

"what……"

Lu Shanshan suddenly yelled, and his powerful figure flew away like that, and fell on the ring. Everyone didn't understand what happened, and a purple light slashed down sharply.

When Lu Shan saw the purple light strike, her figure rolled, and she rolled out of the area just now like a ball in embarrassment, and where she was just now, there was a not deep and not shallow crack in the arena formed by the pressure of the boulder.

Everyone was startled, this strength... What kind of strength is needed to make a light purple water chestnut throw a crack in the ring?

Is this Fourth Miss of the General's Mansion really a waste?

Among these people present, there are only a handful of people who can do this, right?

But at this moment, Feng Zhuyue's sycophancy and arrogance can only be possessed by a waste?