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

Chapter 207

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Liluo, who was treating the wound on Xuanyuan Mochen's chest, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips. His sixth sister-in-law did things differently from others, shouldn't she be moved to cry at this time?After all, his sixth brother received the sword for her.

But Xuanyuan Mochen was not angry because of Feng Qianya's actions this time, instead a smile appeared on his handsome face, he took Feng Qianya's action of pulling his ear as a sign of her love for him.

Feng Qianya saw that Xuanyuan Mochen was not angry but smiled, a part of her heart softened, and she let go of the hand that was holding his ear.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Liluo had taken care of the wound and applied the medicine for him, she frowned slightly and asked, "How is the injury?"

"The injury is not serious. Luckily, the Sixth Brother's skill is profound, so he is not fatal. As long as he recuperates well and takes a Lingyang pill every day, he will recover in a few days, but..." Xuanyuan Liluo looked at Feng Qian As Ya was speaking, she suddenly stopped, and a deep smile appeared on her handsome and picturesque face.

"Just what?" Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanyuan Liluo, feeling that the smile on his face was a little weird.

Xuanyuan Liluo smiled lightly and glanced at Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen, his picturesque handsome face showed a consistent calm expression, "It's just that the sixth brother must not do things that consume too much energy these few days, especially sex, bed collapse What happened must not happen again, brother six is ​​injured, and sister-in-law six is ​​still forbidden."

After saying this, Xuanyuan Liluo looked at Feng Qianya with deep meaning. She thought she would blush like other women, but she didn't blush at all, instead she had a calm expression.

Didn't see Feng Qianya blushing, Xuanyuan Liluo felt a little disappointed. He said those words on purpose just now. On the one hand, it was indeed to make his sixth brother abstinence, and on the other hand, he wanted to tease Feng Qianya, but he ignored it. Feng Qianya's temperament is different from other women, so how could she blush because of his words.

A little bit disappointed, he stood up, with an indifferent smile on his face, "Sixth Brother, rest well, Ninth Brother will not bother you."

After saying this, Xuanyuanli and Luo Jun frowned slightly and squinted at Feng Qianya, then walked straight out of the room.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard Feng Qianya's voice behind him.

"Baby, these few days you go down and I go up, I do my best and you don't have to."

Hearing this, the corners of Xuanyuan Liluo's lips twitched. Sure enough, his sixth sister-in-law was extraordinary, and if he wanted to play tricks on her, he might need to spend some effort.

When Xuanyuan Liluo left the room and closed the door, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes. Xuanyuan Liluo wanted to play tricks on her, so he had to practice for hundreds of years.

She, Feng Qianya, has always been the one who teases people, and no one can tease her, but there is one exception, who has not told her the truth until now.

Raising her eyebrows and glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, who was staring at her for a moment, Fengqian Yayu covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, a slight smile curled up on her lips, and a hint of teasing flashed in her clear eyes.

In front of Xuanyuan Mochen, she tore off the shackles around her waist, and slowly took off the long skirt on her body.

"Ya'er...you...what are you doing?" Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his coquettish phoenix eyes slightly, focusing on her graceful body, and as she took off her clothes one by one, his gaze It's getting hotter and hotter.

Damn it, she knew he was injured, but deliberately undressed in front of him, what on earth was she trying to do?Doesn't she know that in front of her, his self-sustaining power is zero?

Feng Qianya didn't stop until only her close-fitting clothes were left on her body.

For her from the 21st century, the remaining clothes on her body are not revealing. After all, compared with the three-point bikini, the tube top she is wearing now is considered conservative.

Thinking of bikinis, Feng Qianya's brows were smudged with a coquettish manjushahua, and a deep smile was drawn on the corners of her lips.

And she, who was already beautiful, was only wearing close-fitting clothes at this time, coupled with this seductive smile, it made the blood of the person on the bed surge up, and his blood boiled endlessly.

"Ya...Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen's fiery eyes seemed to be glued to Feng Qianya's enchanting Miaoman's body, and he couldn't move them away. Those light brown pupils were dyed with an ambiguous color, and his throat He let out an extremely hoarse voice in the heat.

Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's hoarse voice, the smile on Feng Qianya's lips became more and more alluring. She walked in front of him, leaned down, put her pink lips behind his ear, and asked in a soft and charming voice on purpose: "What's the matter with calling me??"

Because she leaned down and appeared in front of Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes, his blood that was already surging surged up again. If he was not careful, he couldn't control it, and bright red blood overflowed from his nasal cavity.

Feng Qianya stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with downcast eyes, concealed the teasing look in her eyes, and raised the corners of her lips, "Why do you have a nosebleed again? Are you angry?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's fiery eyes locked onto Feng Qianya's smiling face, and a cluster of flames ignited in the bottom of his eyes. His slender arms wrapped around her slender waist, and he carried her onto the bed regardless of her injuries.

His action involved the wound, causing his handsome eyebrows to frown slightly, and his hot eyes stared at her tightly, "Feng Qianya, you... did it on purpose, do you want me... to die?"

Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, with a slight smile on her beautiful face, and said in a calm tone, "What does it matter to me whether you die or not? For a person who betrays me, my sympathy is negative."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome brows frowned, his phoenix eyes were tinged with pain, and his hoarse voice was mixed with a hint of sadness, "Ya'er...or...don't you believe me?"

Seeing Xuanyuan Mochen's sad look, Feng Qianya narrowed her apricot eyes slightly, wrapped her slender jade hands around his neck, and smiled slightly, "That's all right, you can answer what I ask, if you behave well , I can consider trusting you once, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Feng Qianya stopped, and played with his slender jade fingers on a strand of black hair that fell from him. The smile on the corner of her lips was extremely gorgeous, "The first question, why did your legs fail? Hmm?"

Seeing Feng Qianya's first question was about his crippled leg, the expression on Xuanyuan Mochenjun's face was instantly covered with frost, and those charming and flirtatious phoenix eyes were stained with deep hatred. The lips were pursed tightly, and the big white hands were clenched tightly, making a rattling sound as if to declare his anger.

Seeing all of Xuanyuan Mochen's performance in her eyes, Feng Qianya saw that he didn't speak, so she pushed the injured him away, and was about to get out of bed, but Xuanyuan Mochen's big white hand tightly held her slender wrist.

She glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen's big white hand holding her wrist, and when she looked back, she met his eyes full of complicated emotions.

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen stared at Feng Qianya with complicated eyes, the hatred and grief accumulated in his heart for three years made him call Feng Qianya with deep sadness in his tone.

His big white hand caressed her face lightly, and pressed against her forehead, his breath was connected, his lips touched together lightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Ya'er... really want to know?"

Feng Qianya helped him down on the bed, squinting at him with her downcast eyes at a 45-degree angle, "Speak."

The corners of Xuanyuan Mochen's lips raised slightly, and with a stretch of his long arms, he pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, lightly picked her sharp chin with his slender fingers, and locked her beautiful face with his downcast eyes, "Since Ya'er ...Want to know, so I told Ya'er that I...was poisoned by Jiu Xueluo three years ago, and the residual poison was not cleared, so...caused...that my legs...were paralyzed."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed slightly, and her slender jade fingers gently picked his firm jaw, meeting his charming phoenix eyes, with a coquettish smile on the corner of her lips, "Baby, what you said is true? Do you think Clear, have you missed anything? If you let me know one day, you have missed something, or told a lie, guess what will happen to you?"

"Ya'er...everything I said is true. Three years ago... I was indeed poisoned by... Jiu Xueluo's poison. Ya'er has seen the person who poisoned him." Still pale, slightly weak when speaking.

Feng Qianya heard Xuanyuan Mochen say that she had seen the person who poisoned her, she frowned and thought about it, narrowed her almond eyes, raised her lips and asked: "The person who poisoned you, baby, is that ghost-masked man?"

"Ya'er is really...intelligent, he guessed right, not only him, but Xuanyuan Yihong... also can't get away from it." When Xuanyuan Mochen mentioned Xuanyuan Yihong, the hatred in his phoenix eyes became more intense, and his big white hand Hold it tightly, if it wasn't for the wrong timing and the ghost-masked man secretly helping him, he would have killed Xuanyuan Yihong already.

Hearing that this matter was also related to Xuanyuan Yihong, Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed into a line, a trace of fear flashed in her penetrating eyes, the corners of her lips raised slightly, she only broke Xuanyuan Yihong's four fingers, it seemed too cheap for him up.

Immediately, she looked down at Xuanyuan Mochen, with a deep smile on her lips, "Are you sure you've finished? Nothing to add?"

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, a layer of dark color was cast on his handsome face, with his crimson lips tightly pursed, he seemed to be hesitating in his heart.

Feng Qianya saw that he frowned and said nothing, a cluster of flames rushed out of the eye sockets, but only for a moment, then annihilated again, as deep as a bottomless pool.

She turned over and got up from the bed, glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, then got off the bed, quickly put on her dress, and walked towards the door with graceful steps.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen concealed the complicated emotions in his eyes, and whispered, "Ya'er...where are you going?"

Feng Qianya paused slightly, looked sideways at him, the smile on her lips was as charming as a poppy, "Where else can I go? Of course to find a man."

"How dare you..." Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's words, a surge of anger rushed from his chest to the top of his head, and anger burst out from his seductive phoenix eyes.

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, and the poppy-like smile on the corners of her lips became even more coquettish, "I not only dare, but also dare to show you, baby, wait, I will give you the most beautiful green hat in the universe."

After the words fell, Feng Qianya left straight away.

Xuanyuan Mochen roared angrily, "Feng-qian-ya, how dare you..."

"Cough...cough...poof..."

He was already seriously injured, but with this roar, his heart was full of anger and blood, he coughed twice, his face changed drastically, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

Looking at the rose-like blooming blood printed on the ground, Xuanyuan Mochen clenched his hands tightly, and was about to get out of bed to chase Feng Qianya back, when he saw Fengying coming in from the door with two servants from the palace.

"My lord...you...you vomit blood." Fengying asked Xuanyuan Mochen worriedly, his eyes flickered, his brows were frowned, and the expression on Jun's face was a bit embarrassed.

Xuanyuan Mochen wiped the blood from the corner of his lips lightly, stared at Fengying who came in with his eyes full of anger, and asked in an unhappy tone: "You... what are you doing here? Get lost..."

Feng Ying struggled desperately for N seconds, crossed his legs, and said with a reddish face: "My lord, my concubine asked my subordinates to send you to the woodshed for a few days. I don't know what the lord wants?"

Xuanyuan Mochen heard that there was a tendency to smoke from the top of his head, and he could spew fire from his mouth, "What? Feng Qianya...let me go...to live in the firewood house?"

Seeing that his master was about to burst into flames, Feng Ying took a big step back, nodded and said: "My lord, the princess said you promised, and the princess also said that you can choose whether to live in a firewood house or a hut, princess." He also said that if the prince chooses neither of these two options, there is a third option."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen suppressed the anger in his heart as much as possible, and asked Fengying with his burning phoenix eyes, "What's the third option?"

Feng Ying took another step back, because the crotch was accidentally cut by Feng Qianya's hairpin just now, so he had to clamp his legs, his face was slightly red, and his eyes flickered and said: "The third option is, The concubine wants...Nafu, let the prince agree with it, and arrange the marriage personally."

"Nafu?" Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's suppressed anger quickly rushed to the top of his head, blue veins burst out on his forehead, his face was ashen, his eyes were blazing at Feng Ying, and with a wave of his robe, a wave of internal force shot out.

When Fengying saw this, he immediately avoided, but the two servants behind him were hit, shouted, flew several meters, hit the wall, and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Seeing this, Fengying stretched out his hand and patted his chest. Fortunately, he had the foresight.

"Pfft..." Xuanyuan Mochen's complexion changed because he had just used his internal force, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

"My lord..." Seeing this, Feng Ying immediately stepped forward, looking at him worriedly, "Go down and invite the ninth lord to come."

Xuanyuan Mochen clenched his big white hands tightly, Junmei's face was tense, and he said through gritted teeth, "This king...choose...to live in the firewood house."

If this can make his Ya'er happy, what about living in a firewood house?Besides, this is indeed what he promised her.

Fengying heard the words, Moulu stared at Xuanyuan Mochen in surprise, their prince really agreed to live in the firewood house, this is enough to prove that the princess is very important in the prince's heart, very important, so important that he can give up his noble status as the prince Live in a woodshed.

But the prince is still injured, so he will go to live in the firewood house...

well!Did the prince offend the princess?Otherwise, how could the princess let the injured prince live in the woodshed?
Although the princess will not be merciful, he still knows her temperament, and will not deal with a person at will, unless that person offends her.

"My lord, I've offended you." After Fengying looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, she really sent Xuanyuan Mochen into the firewood room.

(End of this chapter)