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

Chapter 214 Baby, put it aside for now
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes were stained with ambiguous colors, and he stared at her hotly. His white and slender fingers lightly picked her sharp chin, and asked with a trace of doubt: "Ya'er, what do you mean by cells?"

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, couldn't help but yawned, closed her eyes, and said lazily, "Honey, I'm sleepy, go to bed first."

Seeing that she really closed her eyes and fell asleep, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his light brown pupils were dyed with an ambiguous color, he raised the corners of his lips evilly, lowered his head to her ear, his voice was hoarse, "Ya'er, what should I do if you sleep?"

After finishing the words, his white and slender fingers stroked her loose black hair behind her ears, and the scorching breath sprayed on her delicate skin, dyeing it bright red.

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen whispered to her emotionally, his light brown pupils were filled with affection for her, and his hot eyes were enough to melt her.

Suddenly, she felt her lips wet, and Xuanyuan Mochen attached her lips.Fengying's inappropriate voice came from outside the door, "My lord, my concubine, all the black-clothed killers are here."

Hearing Feng Ying's words, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes, raised her eyebrows and stared at Xuanyuan Mochen on her body, and said with a flowery smile, "Baby, let's deal with the killer first."

At this moment, Xuanyuan Mochen's chest was burning violently with anger, and it quickly rushed to the top of his head. Those fire-breathing eyes squinted towards the direction of the door, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

"Yes!" Fengying responded, pushing the door open and entering.

As soon as he came in, he brought in the smell.

Both Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen in the brocade tent could smell the stench.

Feng Qianya's eyebrows were slightly frowned, her beautiful little face was turned to the inside, she grabbed the brocade quilt and covered her nose.

Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome brows were deeply frowned, the expression on his handsome face was extremely displeased, the corners of his lips twitched, and a displeased voice escaped from his crimson lips, "Go out to the room and report."

"Yes!" Fengying responded inexplicably, turned around and went out of the room again, then nodded and said: "My lord, the black-clothed killers have confessed that their master is the master of the Rakshasa sect, that is, the ghost face who has repeatedly tried to harm the lord." People, they have also recruited their hiding place, which is on Jiluo Mountain outside the imperial city."

"Jiluo Mountain?" Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen clenched his fists tightly, his coquettish phoenix eyes were full of murderous aura, his light brown pupils were stained with deep hatred, and his handsome face was instantly touched. Covered with frost.

Feng Qianya put the hatred in his eyes into the bottom of her eyes, crescent eyebrows slightly frowned, her slender jade hands held his big white hands, the corners of her lips curled into a smile, and her pink lips moved behind his ears, "Baby, let's go How about leveling Mount Jiluo?"

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen stared at Feng Qianya with downcast eyes, and held her little hand instead. She understood him so well, and her support and encouragement to him at this moment moved his heart immensely.

He tightened his arms emotionally, held her tightly in his arms, kissed her fair forehead, and locked her eyes full of affection, "Ya'er, you are the best and most precious treasure God has given me, I love……"

Before he could say "you", Feng Qianya reached out and covered his crimson sexy lips, and looked at him with raised eyebrows and a smile like a flower, "Baby, those three words are not just said casually. In your heart, keep it well, don’t be snatched away by others.”

The corners of Xuanyuan Mochen's lips lifted slightly, a smile appeared on his handsome face, his phoenix eyes full of deep friendship locked her smiling face, and his slender fingers gently picked her chin, "Don't worry, Ya'er, it's Ya'er." My son's, forever, no one can take it away."

After saying that, he lowered his head and attached her lips, kissing her deeply.

At this time, Fengying's voice sounded again, "My lord, what should we do with those dozen black-clothed killers?"

"Kill without pardon." A killing intent flashed in Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes, he finished speaking in a harsh tone, and was about to attach Feng Qianya's lips again, but she dodged her.

"Ya'er..." Seeing her avoiding, Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his handsome face.

Feng Qianya glanced at him, squinted her almond eyes, and said to Fengying outside the room: "Don't finish killing, keep one, let him go on purpose, the four of you will follow him personally, and find out the route to Mount Jiluo , and then we must kill him before he reports to the Ghost Face Man, understand?"

Feng Ying outside the door heard the words and immediately responded: "Yes!"

Then do as Feng Qianya said.

Inside the brocade tent, Xuanyuan Mochen stared at Feng Qianya with admiration in his phoenix eyes, rubbed her lips with his slender fingers, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Ya'er is really smart, she is so thoughtful, I Shouldn't I serve Ya'er well as a reward?"

After the words fell, a round of war kicked off.

next day
Because of round after round of fierce battles last night, Feng Qianya fell asleep again until the third day of the competition. When she opened her eyes, she met Xuanyuan Mochen's hot and charming eyes.

She habitually covered her mouth and yawned. She was about to stretch, but when she moved, the pain in her whole body made her frown.

Seeing her frowning, Xuanyuan Mochen saw a hint of teasing flash in her coquettish phoenix eyes, her crimson lips raised slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, baby Ya'er?"

As soon as Feng Qianya heard him call her "Baby Ya'er", goosebumps appeared all over her body.

"Hehe..." Xuanyuan Mochen smiled seductively, put his crimson lips behind her ear, and said in an extremely ambiguous tone: "Baby Ya'er, I am injured right now, and when I recover from my injury, I will definitely let Baby Ya'er Get a real taste of it."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's heart trembled slightly, her apricot eyes narrowed into a line, a cluster of flames slowly burning at the bottom of her eyes, does he want her to die?If he kept going, she would really be going to the Western Paradise.

Glancing at him, she raised her lips and called out, "Tong'er..."

Tong'er, who had been waiting to be called, immediately came in to wash and change her clothes.

Xuanyuan Mochen, who was already fully dressed, was still sitting in the wheelchair, watching her groom.

Still half an hour later, the well-dressed Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, raised her lips and said, "Baby, go into the palace and ask your father and emperor for someone to attack Jiluo Mountain."

"Ask the important person of the father?" Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at Feng Qianya questioningly, concealed some complicated emotions in his eyes, and said again: "Ya'er, the father will not agree."

Feng Qianya approached Xuanyuan Mochen, put her slender jade hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, raised her lips and said, "How do you know if you don't try it? Don't worry, baby, I must have a way to get your father to agree to borrow it." Soldiers."

After saying that, she straightened up, looked sideways at Tong'er, and said in a flat tone: "Tong'er, prepare the Three Treasures of Chicken Xiang, and I will take them to the carriage to eat."

"Yes!" Tong'er responded, and immediately went to prepare for her.

an hour later
Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen got off the carriage and headed straight for Yixiao Palace.

In the Yixiao Palace, Xuanyuan Yihe was reviewing the memorial, but Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen entered the palace without waiting for the transmission.

Regarding their unauthorized entry, Xuanyuan Yihe frowned lightly, as long as Feng Qianya was around, all etiquette and etiquette were just for display.

But to Feng Qianya, the so-called etiquette and etiquette are just floating clouds.

"See Father." Seeing that Feng Qianya was not polite, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes were stained with a doting smile, she could not be polite, but he still kept it a little bit.

Xuanyuan Yihe looked at his son with sharp eyes and then at Feng Qianya, "Why do you go to the palace to find me?"

Seeing Xuanyuan Yihe's straightforward question, Feng Qianya raised her lips and said with a smile, "It's fine, I just want to borrow someone from you."

"Borrower? Borrower who?" Xuanyuan Yihe heard the words, his eyes were full of doubts.

Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, her lips curved into a pretty curve, and said in a flat tone: "Use your imperial city guards to attack Mount Jiluo."

"What? Attack Jiluo Mountain?" Xuanyuan Yihe narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, looking at Feng Qianya with a trace of surprise in his eyes, "Why did you attack Jiluo Mountain?"

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, covered her mouth with jade hands and yawned. The smile on the corner of her lips was a bit gorgeous. The words she said could choke people to death. She opened her pink lips lightly, and said two words, "boring."

(End of this chapter)