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

Chapter 162 Baby, I'll Let You Marry Now
"Ah..." Si Yunyan, who was squatting beside Xuanyuan Mochen like a kitten, didn't check for a while, and fell to the ground screaming.

Raising her head, Si Yunyan's charming eyes were full of anger, she pointed at Feng Qianya angrily, "You...uh..."

Before Si Yunyan finished speaking, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and smiled, raised her jade leg again, and "covered" Si Yunyan's mouth with one foot.

Si Yunyan saw that Feng Qianya actually...covered her mouth with the dirty shoes on her feet, the anger in her eyes quickly spread to her whole body, and she almost collapsed. The fifth princess, a shoe actually came to her mouth, when did she suffer such a great humiliation?

She was going to kill Feng Qianya.

Xuanyuan Mochen saw Feng Qianya's feet rubbing against Si Yunyan's mouth, his crimson lips twitched, his light brown pupils were as deep as a deep lake, he couldn't see any emotion, and said in a low voice: "Ya Son, don't be rude to the fifth princess."

Regarding Feng Qianya's actions, Tong'er, Fengying, and the servants of the palace had seen it before, and there was no major twists and turns except for the corners of their lips.

Their concubines never do things according to common sense, which is really normal. If they follow common sense, it is not normal.

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, retracted her jade leg, and the smile on her lips spread like blue waves, and the next second, her jade leg stepped on Si Yunyan's back again.

"You..." Seeing this, Si Yunyan's eyes flickered with ruthlessness, and she was secretly lucky with her hands, ready to take the opportunity to strike Feng Qianya.

Feng Qianya saw her thoughts, leaned over slightly, and looked at her with a smile like a flower, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to marry? I will let you marry now, kowtow three times to my baby, you are his people."

"Kowtow!"

After the words fell, Feng Qianya's brows were stained with a seductive smile, her pink lips were lightly raised, and with a push of her jade legs, Si Yunyan was immediately forced to prostrate on the ground,
"Two kowtows!"

Feng Qianya stepped on her back hard again, and Si Yunyan's entire Qingcheng face was pressed to the ground, covered with dirt.

"Three kowtows!"

After saying that, Feng Qianya was about to use her feet, Xuanyuan Mochen stretched out her long arms, pulled her into his arms, and sat on his lap.

He looked down at her, his light brown pupils were filled with anger, his eyes were sharp like swords, his handsome face was covered with frost, "Feng Qianya, do you really want this king to marry another woman? Don't be so presumptuous again! "

Feng Qianya's crescent eyebrows lightly raised, and her slender jade fingers lightly lifted his resolute chin, with a gorgeous smile on his lips, "Baby, go to the bridal chamber! Such a delicate beauty, baby should be gentler to her."

After saying that, Feng Qianya got off his lap lazily like a jaguar, stretched her muscles and bones, raised her eyebrows and looked at Tong'er, "Tong'er, let's go and find Xuanyuan Liluo."

Hearing Feng Qianya's words, Xuanyuan Mochen's light brown eyes overflowed with anger, his handsome face darkened even more, and his crimson lips pursed into an angry arc, and his voice overflowed with displeasure, "Feng Qian Ya, if you dare to find the ninth younger brother, this king... will really marry Yan'er."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and squinted at her at a 45-degree angle with her side eyes. The smile on the corner of her lips bloomed brilliantly, "Didn't you marry me just now?"

After saying this, Feng Qianya turned around and went straight to Xuanyuan Liluo's residence.

Seeing Feng Qianya leave, Si Yunyan, who was lying on the ground, made a pitiful and aggrieved look, and Lihua stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with rain.

(End of this chapter)