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

Chapter 196 God, why is he always the one who gets hurt

Feng Qianya lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips was extremely gorgeous.

Feng Qianya had an extremely seductive smile on her lips, her apricot eyes were narrowed slightly, shooting out scorching flames, her slender fingers gently picked Xuanyuan Mochen's firm jaw, her pink lips parted slightly, "Baby, to be honest, you are so special How many women have you met?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's knuckle-knuckle fingers lightly stroked the silky blue silk that fell from her, and her seductive phoenix eyes locked her eyes that shot out flames. There was a hint of banter hidden in the bottom of the eyes, and a blurred mist was cast on her handsome face. With a seductive color, crimson lips raised lightly, with a charming arc, "Ya'er really want to know? Let me think about it, one hundred, no, five hundred, or wrong, anyway, I can't remember too many. "

Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's words, the flames in Feng Qianya's eyes were instantly extinguished, and a bewitching smile bloomed on her beautiful face. She raised her eyebrows and asked him, "Is what the baby said true?"

Looking at her smiling face, Xuanyuan Mochen raised the corners of his lips, and the smile on his handsome face became more and more charming. He imitated Feng Qianya's tone and said: "What the fuck I said is true."

Hearing the modern terms in Xuanyuan Mochen's mouth, the corners of Feng Qianya's lips twitched, and she looked down at him, the smile on her lips was even more coquettish than before, "Baby, I congratulate you so much, it's been so long You can't lay an egg yet, so are you infertile?"

Hearing Feng Qianya's words, the charming smile on Xuanyuan Mochenjun's face instantly froze, and a trace of anger tainted his seductive phoenix eyes, and a cluster of flames was about to burst out of the eye sockets at the bottom of those light brown eyes.

A haze shrouded his handsome face, he stared at her with scorching eyes, and said with gnashed teeth, "Feng Qianya, do you dare to say that this king is infertile? Why don't I give birth to her within a year?" If you lay two eggs, I, Xuanyuan Mochen, will take your surname Fengqianya."

After finishing the words, he pressed Feng Qianya's lips fiercely, and Fengying's fearless voice came from outside the room door very inappropriately.

"My lord..."

Hearing Fengying's voice, Xuanyuan Mochen had the tendency to go berserk at this moment, the veins on his forehead burst out, and the arrow hit the string, it was only one step away, did this damn Fengying come to seek death?
His light brown eyes rolled up with anger, and he roared: "Get lost..."

Feng Ying outside the room door heard Xuanyuan Mochen's roar, he shrank his neck, first took out a pill from his bosom and prepared it in his hand, and said fearlessly: "My lord, the emperor... the emperor is here, Yang The hen was sent back to the palace by the emperor, and the emperor is waiting for the prince in the front hall, so he asked his subordinates to come down and let the prince see you."

After Fengying finished speaking, the door was opened after a while, Xuanyuan Mochen was fully dressed and came out in a wheelchair.

His handsome face was covered with thick haze and anger, and the anger surging in his eyes seemed to burn Fengying to ashes.

With a wave of his sleeve robe, an internal force hit Fengying.

"Boom..." Fengying was shot a few meters away, lying on the ground with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and suffered internal injuries.

His handsome brows furrowed tightly. Fortunately, he had prepared in advance. He calmly stuffed the pill in his hand into his mouth, looked up at Xuanyuan Mochen and said, "My lord, your majesty... Let the princess... go along with me."

After he finished speaking, he coughed for a while, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood again. He touched his bosom, and looked sadly at the sky, God!What evil did he do, he was always the one who got hurt.

Tomorrow he will ask Lord Ninth Prince how many more bags of pills he wants.

Xuanyuan Mochen turned the arms of the wheelchair to him, his eyes were burning with anger, and he stared at him sharply, his cold tone mixed with anger, "The arrow is on the string, you dare to appear suddenly and disturb this king's good things, if Next time you disturb this king when he is shooting an arrow, this king will let you experience the pain of dismemberment."

After Xuanyuan Mochen finished speaking angrily, he turned the armrest of the wheelchair and headed for the main hall of the palace.

Kazekage behind him was wondering what "archery" meant?
What kind of arrows did their princes shoot in the room?

N question marks appeared above Kazekage's head.

Tong'er, who was waiting not far away, saw that Fengying was injured, trotted to him, looked at him and asked, "Fengying, how are you? Is the injury serious?"

Fengying stared at Tong'er, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "I'm fine, I'm going to report... the princess, the emperor asked the princess... to go see you too."

Tong'er nodded, and immediately entered Feng Qianya's room.

Fengying stared at Tong'er's back, envious of her in his heart, although the princess is arrogant, at least by her side, she will not suffer internal injuries, should he go and beg their lord, and exchange with Yueliu Yueli, go To protect the princess?
In the main hall of the palace, Xuanyuan Yihe was dressed in an exquisite patterned dragon robe, and sat on the main seat majesticly and domineeringly. Although he coughed from time to time, his imperial aura was not diminished by half.

Xuanyuan Mochen turned the wheelchair and entered the main hall. Seeing his father sitting high on the main seat, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he couldn't see happiness or anger. His handsome face was also covered with a dark color, and his red lips Squeezing lightly, nodding slightly, "Father hasn't come to Shengqing Palace for three years, why are you here today?"

There was a trace of resentment towards the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe in his flat tone.

Resent him for not reusing him since his legs were paralyzed three years ago, taking back all his rights, treating him as a waste, and letting his beloved King Xun, who coveted the highest hope, mock him. How could he not resent?

Xuanyuan Yihe also heard a trace of resentment in Xuanyuan Mochen's words. He frowned slightly, then showed his face, and asked sharply: "Chen'er, how did you discipline your princess? How dare you let her She acted mischievously? In the past two times, she made Honger lose face and was notorious, so I will forgive her, but this time she is too lawless and presumptuous. She even dared to cut off Honger's fingers, making Honger angry She has become a useless person, and even cut off Concubine Yang Gui’s hair, making her neither human nor ghost, if I tolerate her again, she might one day ride on my head and play wild.”

As Xuanyuan Yihe said, he knocked on the armrest of the seat angrily, as if he wanted to tear Feng Qianya into pieces.

Xun Wang Xuanyuan Yihong is his only hope, now that Xun Wang has become a useless person, does he really want to pass the throne to Nine Kings Xuan Wang?It's just that the Nine Kings have no intention of going to court, so he will definitely not be willing to inherit the throne.

King Shengqing, who was most capable of inheriting the throne, had his legs paralyzed, which made him grimace.

At this time, Feng Qianya walked in from outside the hall with graceful steps and a faint smile on her lips.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe who was sitting tall, then lifted her long skirt, pulled a mahogany chair and placed it in the center of the hall, sat down with her buttocks, raised her legs, her calves were worry-free Shaking carelessly, her slender fingers picked up a strand of black hair, lowered her eyes to see if her hair was forked, and slightly parted her pink lips, "Tong'er, bring me the chicken legs."

Fengying heard the words, the corners of her lips twitched, and she wanted to give her a thumbs up, their princess is so courageous, the old emperor is so angry, she can still sit in the middle without doing anything, and she is still in the mood Eating chicken legs?He admired it.

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard Feng Qianya's words, the corners of his lips couldn't help twitching. How much does she like to eat chicken legs?She dared to eat in front of his father, as expected, she, the concubine, was extremely arrogant.

Holding the chicken leg, Tong'er walked in from outside the hall with her head bowed. Because it was the first time she saw the emperor, she trembled all over, and was about to kneel down to salute, when Feng Qianya stretched out her jade legs, stopping her move.

Feng Qianya took the chicken leg from the tray Tong'er was holding and took a bite, then she raised her eyebrows and looked at Tong'er and said, "Go out!"

Tong'er looked at her, then at the old emperor, hesitating and wondering who to listen to.

"Snapped……"

At this time, there was a heavy slapping sound from above, and the voice of the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe sounded angrily, "Princess Shengqing, you are presumptuous. Not only did you repeatedly refuse to salute me, but you dare to eat chicken legs in front of me?"

Raising her eyes and glancing at the angry old emperor, Feng Qianya's lips curled up into a smile, she gnawed on the chicken leg, and looked at Fengying, and said calmly: "Go, the emperor's hand hurts, give him the old man's hand." Knead."

(End of this chapter)