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

Chapter 161 Sister, are you afraid you won't be able to marry?
Yu covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Tong'er, and said in a crisp voice: "Tong'er, change clothes."

"Yes!" Tong'er replied, seeing her extremely calm expression, she was puzzled, did her lady not like the prince at all?Otherwise, why isn't her lady angry?

half an hour later

Feng Qianya was still wearing a concubine-colored floor-length dress, and walked out of the room with graceful steps.

As if remembering something, she stopped, turned around and walked into the room, calling softly, "Baby."

After she finished speaking, the scarlet Hongluan sword flew out with a "swoosh" and was sucked into the ring on her ring finger.

Seeing this, Tong'er's eyes widened, she was surprised for a while, "Miss, this... this ring can absorb swords?"

Seeing Tong'er was very surprised, Feng Qianya squinted her apricot eyes, squinted at her at a 45-degree angle, and raised the corners of her lips lightly, "Tong'er, there may be things happening in this world that you can't even imagine, so don't be surprised. "

After the words fell, Feng Qianya still had a beautiful smile on her beautiful face, and walked out of Yuexi Pavilion with graceful steps.

Along the way, because of the painful lesson of being slapped by a shoe last time, the servants of the palace did not dare to salute her respectfully when they saw her.

Now she can just walk sideways in the palace.

When entering the front hall garden, the bright red color fell into her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, approached with graceful steps, and saw Si Yunyan, who was actually wearing a long red dress, pushing Xuanyuan Mochen while admiring the flowers in the garden, talking and laughing.

But only Si Yunyan was smiling, Xuanyuan Mochen's face was covered by a layer of dark color, his crimson lips were lightly pursed, and his eyes were dark, it was impossible to tell whether it was joy or happiness.

Seeing that she happened to meet Xuanyuan Mochen, Tong'er immediately saluted, "I've met the prince."

Tong'er's voice sounded, which naturally caught the attention of the two who were "appreciating the flowers".

Si Yunyan glanced sideways at Feng Qianya, a trace of cruelty and hatred flashed in her tender eyes just now, but she quickly concealed it, smiled, and said in a gentle and mocking tone : "Princess Shengqing got up really early. The sun has risen, and Princess Shengqing only saw the figure. It must be because Brother Chen was not there last night, so you couldn't sleep well, so you got up late."

"Yan'er..." After Si Yunyan's words fell, Xuanyuan Mochen closed his eyes, and called out as if to scold her.

"Brother Chen..." Si Yunyan's voice suddenly became soft and charming, and it could melt the bone marrow in people's ears.

She knelt down, hugged Xuanyuan Mochen's arm affectionately like a child who was having a temper, pursed her red lips, and those eyes that had just revealed a cruel color gathered crystal mist, and said with a hint of grievance and crying "Brother Chen, yesterday your concubine made Yan'er so ugly at the birthday banquet, she lost all face, how will Yan'er marry in the future? I beg Brother Chen to make the decision for Yan'er."

After Si Yunyan finished speaking, Feng Qianya squinted her eyes, walked in front of her, leaned down, and squinted at her at a 45-degree angle, the smile on her lips was as gorgeous as fireworks, her tone was more Si Yunyan was even more tender, "Sister, so you are afraid that you won't be able to get married? It's okay, I will help you."

After saying that, Feng Qianya raised her eyes and glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, the smile on her lips became more and more alluring and gorgeous, she raised her jade leg, and kicked Si Yunyan's ass fiercely with a whirlwind leg.

(End of this chapter)