My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 510 cynicism
The referee met Nan Fengjiao's expression and immediately trembled all over.

He raised his hand to wipe off his cold sweat, and said to Nan Fengjiao.

"Back to the princess, there are still a few minutes before the official competition. Although Miss Murong has not arrived yet, it cannot be announced. Miss Murong dare not come."

"Damn, what kind of shit lady? Just because of that little trash Murong Jiuqing, she is worthy?"

As soon as Nan Fengjiao heard the words "Miss Murong", she immediately opened her mouth and cursed.

Miss Murong?

Only Sister Yan'er is worthy of this title.

Murong Jiuqing?Why is she?
Nan Fengjiao thought of this, touched the bottle of Qingfenglu in her bosom, and couldn't help showing a look of regret on her face.

Murong Jiuqing, you little trash didn't show up.

I can't beat you to death in the ring in public.

It's really cheap for you.

snort!
Seeing Nan Fengjiao getting angry, the referee's expression changed.He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

On the imperial concubine's bed.

Ni Manshang turned her head and said to Nan Fengxiong charmingly.

"Your Majesty, Murong Jiuqing is really bold. It is unreasonable to dare to let the Emperor and so many people wait for her alone."

"That's right, father. From my son's point of view, Murong Jiuqing despises the Holy One and is bold."

Nan Fengchu nodded, adding fuel and vinegar to the side.

Nan Fengxiong said in a majestic voice.

"Oh? According to the noble concubine and the second child, how should we deal with this matter?"

When Ni Manshang heard Nan Fengxiong's question, her eyes lit up immediately.

She said quickly: "Hmph, according to my concubine, she should be punished for disrespect."

Nan Fengxiong heard the words and looked at Nan Feng Chu again.

"Second, what do you mean?"

"Returning to the father, I feel right. Murong Jiuqing despised the princess and the father, so he should be punished."

As Nan Fengchu said, a look of sternness and resentment quickly flashed across his face.

Nan Fengxiong glanced at Nan Feng Chu, with a thoughtful look on his meaningful face.

"I remember that Murong Jiuqing seems to be your future princess, right?"

Nan Fengchu was startled, and said hastily.

"Father, please be clear. My son has nothing to do with that little silly girl. Father, please don't misunderstand."

"Yes, Your Majesty. The King of Chu and Murong Jiuqing have long since divorced."

Ni Manshang nodded, and opened her mouth quickly from the side.

"Retirement? Well, speaking of it this way, I seem to have a little impression."

Nan Fengxiong nodded thoughtfully, and took a deep look at Nan Fengchu.

Ni Manshang looked at Nan Fengxiong's face, and couldn't figure out his thoughts.

Ni Manshang elongated her tone: "Then...according to the emperor, how should we deal with it?"

"Look and talk."

Nan Fengxiong withdrew his gaze and glanced at the sun in the sky.

After saying this, he closed his tiger eyes, quietly closed his eyes and waited.

"...Damn it. Murong Jiuqing, you are lucky today..."

Ni Manshang did not expect that Murong Jiuqing, that little trash, would be so lucky.

She looked at Nan Fengxiong who closed his eyes and rested his mind.

I had no choice but to close my mouth and wait patiently.

...

1 minutes…

Two minutes, three minutes...

A full 5 minutes passed.

The entrance to the square was still empty, not even a single person.

"Hahaha, did you see that? That little trash Murong Jiuqing will definitely not come."

Looking at the empty arena, Nan Fengjiao laughed triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)