concubine ghost doctor

Chapter 542 Su Ranchen's Marriage
Although Feng Wenwan is only 16 years old now, she has already matured. The fiery red dress tightly wraps the woman's graceful body. The waist is tied with a soft gold ribbon into a big bow, and the jasper is inserted obliquely at the temples. Zan Fengchai, with a slender figure, is alluring and seductive, with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes sparkling but still powerful.

Compared with the gentle Feng Mingzhu and the hot-tempered Feng Wenwan, the last fifth princess, Feng Bingqing, who is only nine years old, is cuter.

She looks pink and jade-like, her big pupils are shining with bright light, blinking and blinking, her clean face is bright and her teeth are white, she is wearing a simple bright yellow palace dress and a pink veil skirt that drags the floor. , with the most popular children's hair accessories on her hair, she looks pure and clean, smart, and finally lived up to her name.

Walking into the imperial garden, the three princesses all sat down in their respective positions.

Feng Mingzhu walked on her seat with a gentle smile all the time, like a spring breeze, Feng Bingqing sat on her seat and moved her whole body, looked at the eldest sister sitting above, got up and ran to Feng Mingzhu. Mingzhu whispered to her.

Sitting casually in her seat, Feng Wenwan looked at Feng Mingzhu and Feng Bingqing who were talking vigorously, curled her lips in boredom, and turned her head to see the second prince who was drinking tea at her seat not far above. Feng Zijin's eyes lit up, he ran directly to his side, and called him sweetly: "Second brother."

"Huh?" Feng Zijin lazily raised his eyes to look at Feng Wenwan whose expression was no longer cold, but flattering.

"Second brother, I heard that you have a good nine-section whip in your hand. You don't need it anyway, so you might as well give it to my sister." The second princess, Feng Wenwan, said to Feng Zijin flatteringly. With this action, the gorgeous face became even more seductive. Feng Zijin's mood was not affected at all, but the other young masters next to him who saw this scene were stimulated to bleed all over the place.

"How about it? You don't need the nine-section whip with you, and I'm tired of using the tiger-skin whip on me. Why don't you give me a try? At worst, I'll give it to you when I have something good. What about you? How does the second brother feel?" Feng Wenwan looked at Feng Zijin sitting in her seat without saying a word, and continued rubbing her nose and face.

Feng Wenwan usually wears a tiger leather whip around her waist, and she never leaves it, but she doesn't carry it with her at every banquet, but lets the maid behind her carry it.

After waiting for a while, Feng Zijin raised his head and looked directly at Feng Wenwan. Although the other party was his half-sister, Feng Zijin didn't affect his emotions at all, and his eyes were still cold: "What do you exchange for?"

"Ah, second brother is so stingy, you are already the King of Jin, what else do you need?" Feng Wenwan was like a child who was cheating on her elder brother at this time, she gritted her teeth, and looked at Fengzi with a desperate look Jin said: "Second brother, tell me, what do you like in my place, tell me, I will ask the servant to bring it for you!"

"Hmph, I don't like the things you have there. I'll take the nine-section whip as a birthday gift from my second brother. Next time I'm born, I'll name the gift myself, and you'll bring it to me." Feng Zi Jin seems to be inadvertently Tao.

"Okay, deal." Feng Wenwan agreed without thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)