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

Chapter 210 Brother Silver Face, Let's Go

As soon as Feng Qianya dragged An Ling Yifeng into the palace, Xuanyuan Mochen's angry roar came from behind, "Feng-qian-ya, you...how dare you really...bring the man back House? You...cough...cough..."

Because Xuanyuan Mochen was seriously injured, he was so excited that his blood surged and he coughed.

Hearing the sound of coughing from behind, Feng Qianya frowned slightly, let go of An Ling Yifeng's hand, turned around, and looked at him with a smile like a flower.

Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his coquettish phoenix eyes slightly, turned the armrest of the wheelchair to get close to Feng Qianya, and cast an angry gaze at An Ling Yifeng who was beside her. Seeing that his appearance was so outstanding, even he was shocked born jealous.

His handsome face was covered with frost and haze. With a gloomy face, he asked angrily, "Who is he?"

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, leaned down, put her slender jade hands on the arm rests on both sides of the wheelchair, and smiled seductively on the corners of her lips, "He is my silver-faced brother."

"Brother Silver Face?" Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his light brown pupils were filled with anger, his big white hands were clenched into fists, and the voice of gnashing teeth came out of his crimson lips, "Damn it, he's not your silver face brother .”

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, straightened her body, and said with a smile like a flower: "Whoever says no, he is!"

After saying that, she held An Ling Yifeng's hand again, and looked at him tenderly, "Brother Yinmian, let's go to the bridal chamber now."

Xuanyuan Mochen almost vomited blood when he heard the words, and roared with a livid face, "Feng Qianya, how dare you."

Feng Qianya glanced at him at a 45-degree angle, did not return to him, and pulled Anling Yifeng straight to Yihanxuan.

"Feng-qian-ya"

Xuanyuan Mochen saw that Feng Qianya actually dragged Anling Yifeng to Yihanxuan, the anger in his light brown pupils became more and more intense, and he angrily turned the wheelchair to chase Yihanxuan.

"My lord, you are injured, don't get angry." Seeing this, Feng Ying hurriedly chased after him, and the concubine was really serious, knowing that the lord was injured, she deliberately angered him.

Even he can see that the princess is doing it on purpose, why can't the prince see it?Is it true that the authorities are confused by the bystanders?

At this time Feng Qianya had brought An Ling Yifeng into Xuanyuan Mochen's room.

Feng Qianya lay on the bed, while An Ling Yifeng sat on the side, staring at Feng Qianya with clear eyes for a long time, before asking: "What is a bridal chamber?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianya almost flicked her tongue, squinted her almond eyes slightly, and raised her eyebrows to look at An Lingyifeng, with a beautiful arc drawn on the corners of her lips, "What did you say? You don't know what a bridal chamber is?"

Shit!Couldn't the man in front of her really come from the fairy world?He doesn't even know what a bridal chamber is?

Getting off the bed, Feng Qianya walked in front of him with graceful steps, gently picked his beautiful white chin with her slender jade fingers, and met his clear and pure eyes, "You really don't know what a bridal chamber is? ?”

An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes stared at Feng Qianya, there was a trace of doubt in the pure eyes, and the expression on his handsome face was extremely serious, "Can you explain the meaning of the bridal chamber to me?"

Seeing that he was really puzzled, without a trace of deceit, Feng Qianya's almond eyes were about to narrow into a line. Is there such a pure man in this world?
Her crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile, "You take off your clothes, and I'll tell you."

When An Lingyi heard the words, the doubts in his clear eyes became more serious, a tangled look appeared between his brows, and his handsome face seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Seeing his troubled look, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then raised her lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Ling Yifeng looked at Feng Qianya with frowned eyebrows, his expression was extremely serious, and his voice was pure and hearty, "The girl is a girl, if I take off my clothes in front of the girl, it will be disrespectful to the girl, this is an indecent thing, I can't agree girl."

When Feng Qianya heard this, the corners of her lips twitched, and she squinted at An Ling Yifeng at a 45-degree angle, feeling that she had become a big hungry wolf and he had become a little white rabbit.

At this time, she heard movement from outside the door, the corners of her lips raised slightly, without thinking too much, she pulled An Ling Yifeng up and lay down on the bed.

"Gu..." An Ling Yifeng, who was forced to be pushed down on the bed by Feng Qianya, stared closely at Feng Qianya with clear eyes, which were full of puzzlement.

"Hush...don't talk." Feng Qianya made a shush gesture towards An Ling Yifeng, let go of the brocade tent, and pulled the brocade quilt to cover both of them.

Immediately, a coquettish smile appeared on the corners of her lips, she leaned into An Ling Yifeng's arms, closed her eyes, and looked like she was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Because of her approaching, An Ling Yifeng stiffened inexplicably, his nerves tensed up, he was not used to being so close to Feng Qianya, but he did not reject it.

"Gu... Girl, what are we going to do?" An Ling Yifeng stiffened his body, his clear and pure eyes stared at the beautiful woman leaning on his chest, and his clear voice was full of doubts.

"Sleeping, of course, close your eyes!" Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and glanced at the extremely pure An Ling Yifeng, raised her lips and closed her eyes again after speaking.

As soon as she closed her eyes, An Lingyifeng's hearty and pure voice came into her ears again, "Isn't it a bridal chamber?"

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Qianya's lips twitched, and she slowly opened her eyes. When she really wanted to speak, she heard the sound of the door being kicked open, and Xuanyuan Mochen's angry voice came in.

"Feng-qian-ya"

Knowing that it was Xuanyuan Mochen who came, Feng Qianya's charming smile bloomed on the corners of her lips, she raised her eyebrows, turned over, her bewitching eyes looked at An Ling Yifeng tenderly, her slender jade hands wrapped around her On his neck, the tone was soft and charming, "Brother Yinmian, let's kiss."

After finishing the words, her pink lips moved closer to An Ling Yifeng's, and they barely touched each other.

An Ling Yifeng's pure heart beat inexplicably faster because of her actions.

At this time, the brocade tent was lifted, and Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome face full of haze appeared in an extremely high-profile manner. When his piercing eyes fell on Feng Qianya and An Ling Yifeng, his flirtatious phoenix eyes surged. Anger, a strong heartache rose from the bottom of his eyes, his big white hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands burst out, "Feng Qianya, you...you are really with another man..."

Feng Qianya raised her eyes and stared at the furious Xuanyuan Mochen, her crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, and a coquettish smile bloomed like a poppy on her beautiful face, "Have you never heard of evil? Don't hinder me and my silver-faced brother's bridal chamber? "

Xuanyuan Mochen clenched his big white hands, pain appeared in his light brown pupils, his face was livid, and he roared fiercely: "Feng Qianya, I...I am your...silver-faced brother."

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more coquettish, are you willing to admit it?

She looked at An Ling Yifeng tenderly, her voice was even softer than before, "You are my silver-faced brother, right? Come on, let's continue kissing."

After saying that, Feng Qianya closed her eyes, and moved closer to An Ling Yifeng's lips bit by bit.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen became anxious, his handsome face covered with haze changed drastically, he coughed twice, one couldn't hold back, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Girl, he was so anxious that he vomited blood."

When Feng Qianya's lips were an inch away from An Ling Yifeng's, An Ling Yifeng's extremely pure voice came into her ears.

She just paused slightly, and tightened her arms around An Ling Yifeng's neck, still with a beautiful smile on her face, she said softly, "Don't care about him, we kiss ours."

Xuanyuan Mochen felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard the words, he was furious again, blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, he clenched his big white hand tightly, and said with a sad voice: "Ya'er, you... you know that even if you... ...No matter how angry you are, I won't hurt you...you...you...poof..."

Before Xuanyuan Mochen finished speaking, his face changed drastically again, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, his face was extremely pale.

Sensing something was wrong, Feng Qianya immediately opened her eyes, and saw a large pool of blood on the ground, like bright red roses blooming coquettishly, but it hurt her eyes.

She narrowed her almond eyes, and was about to get off the bed, but An Ling Yifeng got off the bed faster than her.

I saw a stream of white air gathered in his palms, slowly pouring in from the top of Xuanyuan Mochen's head, after a while, some blood color appeared on Xuanyuan Mochen's extremely pale face.

Seeing that he had improved, Anling Yifeng stopped, stared at Feng Qianya with clear eyes, and said very seriously: "Girl, he has suffered serious internal injuries, so he can't be stimulated anymore, otherwise, he will vomit blood." Not only that, but life is lost."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's heart tightened tightly, but there was still a beautiful smile on her beautiful face, she got off the bed, stood up and walked to An Ling Yifeng, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Come with me."

After saying that, she took An Ling Yifeng's hand and walked outside the door.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen frowned handsomely, his light brown eyes were filled with grief, he closed his eyes slightly, and clenched his big white hands tightly. Could it be that he was wrong, she didn't care about him at all?
When he was in pain, Feng Qianya's soft voice came into his ears, "Baby, let me ask you again, how long are you going to sit in the wheelchair?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen opened his phoenix eyes in embarrassment, only to see Feng Qianya sitting on the bed with Erlang's legs raised, and he met her clear apricot eyes, the bottom of the light brown eyes was full of complicated fluff, He parted his crimson lips lightly, "Ya'er...didn't she leave?"

Seeing that Xuanyuan Mochen was still not telling the truth, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes slightly, and her gaze changed from soft to stern. She could allow him to lie to her for a while, but she didn't allow him to lie to her forever. She just sent An Ling Yifeng out of the room He asked Fengying to arrange a place for him. When she came back, she wanted to give Xuanyuan Mochen another chance, but he didn't cherish it.

Very good, since he doesn't cherish it, then don't regret it.

No longer looking at Xuanyuan Mochen, Feng Qianya stood up, with a coquettish smile on her lips, and walked straight to the door of the room.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen panicked in his coquettish phoenix eyes, and his handsome brows frowned, as if he had made some kind of decision, and shouted: "Ya'er..."

Hearing the sound, Feng Qianya's footsteps paused slightly, without turning around, the corners of her lips still had a coquettish and beautiful smile, but her tone was colder than ever before, "What's the matter?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her waist tightened, and a pair of slender arms encircled her from behind, holding her tightly.

She was slightly startled, and slowly turned around, only to see that the wheelchair was empty, and Xuanyuan Mochen was standing in front of her.

She squinted her almond eyes slightly, glanced at his legendary "paralyzed" legs at a 45-degree angle, and smiled like blue waves on the corners of her lips, "Baby, your legs are really good~ so fast. "

Feng Qianya accentuated the last word "quick".

Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes stared at Feng Qianya deeply, the corners of her crimson lips curled into a smile, and her big white hands gently held her beautiful face, "Ya'er... did all this for... Make me stand up?"

Feng Qianya's crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, her apricot eyes were narrowed slightly, her eyes were sharp, her tone was flat and she couldn't tell the joy or anger, "Did you think it's enough to stand up, baby? Those who lie to me will not end well."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's heart tightened, and panic gathered in his light brown eyes, tightly locked on Feng Qianya's smiling face, "Ya'er, I...I didn't mean to hide from you, Ya'er wants me to... How to do so that you won't... mind this matter any more."

Feng Qianya glanced at him with raised eyebrows, sat on the bed, raised her legs, played with her slender fingers, with a beautiful smile on her lips, and said in a calm tone: "Kneel down and ask me Make it clear, and I will consider whether you mind this matter?"

"Ya'er... really want me to kneel." Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes stared at Feng Qianya deeply, the expression on his handsome face was extremely flat, without a trace of anger, his crimson lips lightly raised, "Okay, Ya'er let me kneel ... I will kneel."

After saying those words, Xuanyuan Mochen lifted his brocade robe and really wanted to kneel down.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, and her heart was agitated. With a smile on her face, she raised her lips and said, "Baby, just kneel on one knee."

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard this, when he looked at her, a gleam of joy flashed across his light brown pupils. His Ya'er still loved him dearly, and couldn't bear to let him kneel on the ground.

As she said, he knelt down on one knee, staring at her with his coquettish phoenix eyes, his handsome eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Ya'er, I... I didn't intend to hide from you..."

"Wait..." Feng Qianya interrupted him, tilted her body slightly, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, with a beautiful arc on her lips, "Needless to say anything else, just tell me, what's the purpose of pretending to be paralyzed? Since you have been poisoned by Jiuxueluo, how did you get rid of your poison?"

"Ya'er... I was hit by Jiu Xueluo, it is true... my legs are paralyzed... I can't walk, and I recovered... a year ago. In order not to... arouse suspicion, I continued to pretend... that I couldn't walk, The detoxification is because I... practiced the Yin-Yang Xuantian Jue, but I only... practiced the first part, so the residual poison is not cleared, and every... some time... I will go crazy." Because Xuanyuan Mochen was still injured , a little weak when speaking.

"Yin Yang Xuan Tian Jue?" Feng Qianya squinted her eyes, and seeing Xuanyuan Mochen's face turned pale again, she glanced at him, her pink lips parted slightly, "Are you still awake?"

After the words fell, she stepped forward and helped him up.

Seeing Feng Qianya help him up, Xuanyuan Mochen smiled in his phoenix eyes, lightly picked her sharp chin with his slender fingers, and whispered, "Ya'er..."

Immediately, regardless of the injuries on his body, he picked her up and laid her down on the bed, staring at her with fiery eyes, "Ya'er, I... have made it clear, should Ya'er...should I be rewarded?"

(End of this chapter)