The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 109 King Xun, pigs and dogs are not as good as heaven

Fengying twitched the corners of her lips, looked at Feng Qianya and asked, "What song is the princess talking about?"

Feng Qianya is like a painting, her crescent eyebrows are lightly raised, her pink lips are lightly parted, and a ballad scolding King Xun overflows, "King Xun is not a human being, he wants to succeed to the throne with disabled siblings, he is immoral, disrespectful and chaotic, pigs and dogs are not as good as the sky, A wolf with a dog's lungs is inhuman, and will be reincarnated as a livestock in the next life."

The corners of Fengying's lips twitched. Among the six sentences of their concubine, four of them were calling King Xun a beast. If King Xun heard that the people in the entire imperial city were singing that King Xun was not a human being, he would definitely The seven orifices of being angry are emitting smoke.

Fengying said with great joy: "Princess, don't worry, my subordinates will do their best to do this well, and King Xun will definitely be disappointed in the hearts of the people."

After saying that, Fengying took the 10 taels of silver note and immediately went to do the matter.

Seeing Fengying leaving excitedly, Feng Qianya raised her eyes to stare at Xuanyuan Mochen, and met his pupils filled with complex emotions. His handsome face, which was always covered with frost and cold charm, became loose, and his expression was stronger than his. The emotions in the eyes are even more complicated.

Sensing that something was wrong with him, she raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, raised her lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen's seductive phoenix eyes locked her deeply, and a moving moan came out of his throat. He tightened his arms and hugged her tightly. Broken hands and feet" came to his heart, which touched his heart which was wrapped in thousand years of ice.

He held her face lightly in his big white hands, lowered his head to attach her lips, and kissed her tenderly.

Feng Qianya was slightly stunned, his gentleness surrounded her like a net, at this moment she felt that the atmosphere around her became very warm and pleasant.

She didn't push Xuanyuan Mochen away, but she didn't respond either, she just let him kiss him gently.

For his kiss, she didn't resent or reject it, maybe something changed!
Xunwang Mansion
After Xuanyuan Yihong was rescued by the man with the ghost mask, he took him back to Prince Xun's mansion, and forced out for him the half of the jade hairpin that Feng Qianya shot on his ass.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, his buttocks were still aching, his handsome face was full of anger, and there was a stern look in his eyes.

Clenching his fists angrily, he glanced sideways at the man in the ghost mask who had healed his wounds, and said in a very displeased tone: "Brother Huang, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill Xuanyuan Mochen just now? You need to get rid of the roots, Brother Huang." Three years ago, he shouldn't have let him go."

The man in the ghost mask stared at him with sharp eyes like a sword, and his voice was extremely cold, "Who allowed you to provoke him? If I am one step late, you will surely die. Xuanyuan Mochen must not be underestimated. His martial arts and Your cultivation base is higher than yours, you are quite courageous, and you want to get your hands on his woman."

As he said that, the man with the ghost mask approached Xuanyuan Yihong, and stared at him fiercely, "If you don't want to die, don't mess with Xuanyuan Mochen. Don't think that you are unscrupulous because he has tolerated you all the time and didn't attack you. If you jump over the wall in a hurry, what's more What's more, Xuanyuan Mochen, the former battle king, a person who can endure the ridicule of the world and possesses great tolerance will never be simple, and even I am not completely sure that I can kill him."

"Xuanyuan Mochen really has such great ability?" Xuanyuan Yihong's eyes flashed viciously, and he clasped his hands together.

"It's not just him, his princess is also not simple." The man in the ghost mask said in a cold voice, remembering the ring on Feng Qianya's ring finger that suddenly shone with golden light that night, it must be the long-lost sacred object of the Eastern Ming Kingdom Phoenix Ring.

(End of this chapter)