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

Chapter 217 Get angry, then she will ward off evil spirits
Both he and she sat cross-legged, a white light gathered between his palms and poured in from the top of her head.

After about a cup of tea, he stopped, opened his eyes, and stared at Feng Qianya, who was so close to him, with clear and pure eyes.

Seeing that she hadn't woken up, he frowned Ruhua, then moved closer to her, lowered his head, and his lips with beautiful lips were close to Feng Qianya's.

I saw him slightly open his lips, and slowly blow out a white gas that resembles fairy air into Feng Qianya's lips.

He blew three times in a row before he stopped, and Feng Qianya Cuiyu trembled slightly, and slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was An Ling Yifeng's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes.

In his clear and pure eyes, she clearly saw that those eyes were full of joy.

"Girl, are you awake?" An Ling Yifeng subconsciously grasped Feng Qianya's shoulders with his white and beautiful hands because of the joy in his heart.

Feng Qianya glanced down at the big white hands resting on her shoulders, raised her eyebrows and looked at An Ling Yifeng with a faint smile on her handsome face, raised her lips and asked, "You saved me?"

An Ling Yifeng stared at her happily, and said very seriously: "It's your rings and mine that sense each other, so I know you're in trouble."

Looking at An Ling Yifeng who was undisguisedly delighted, Feng Qianya smiled slightly, her water-cut almond eyes rarely looked at him seriously, "Thank you, don't worry, no matter what you say, I will I will definitely help you through, and you don’t have to call me girl, I’m Feng Qianya, you call me by my name.”

"Name? Then what should I call you?" An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes stared closely at Feng Qianya, and there was a trace of confusion in his sincere eyes. A confused expression, but with a trace of innocence and temptation, people have a feeling of wanting to kiss Fangze.

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and stared at his bewildered innocence, her apricot eyes narrowed into a line, she had never met a man as pure in mind as An Ling Yifeng, he was like a piece of rough jade without any blemishes , pure, noble, and also exudes a fairy air.

With a slight smile on her lips, she raised her lips and said, "You call me Ya'er, how about I call you Yifeng?"

When An Ling Yifeng heard Feng Qianya calling him Yifeng, he suddenly felt a special warm current in his heart, which brought him a very strange feeling, but he inexplicably liked this feeling.

His clear eyes stared at Feng Qianya without blinking, and there was a hotness in his pure eyes that he didn't realize.

Therefore, his clear eyes were stained with an inexplicable emotion.

Seeing An Ling Yifeng staring at her for a moment, Feng Qianya felt a little uncomfortable. She would feel embarrassed if she was looked at by a man as pure as water.

When dealing with wicked people, she can be even more vicious, but if An Ling Yifeng is so pure as a newborn baby, if she is too vicious towards him, she will doubt whether she is considered a tyrannical creature.

Squinting her eyes, she looked away, squinted at him at a 45-degree angle and asked, "Have you seen enough?"

Hearing this, An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes still stared closely at Feng Qianya, his brows frowned slightly, and he said in an extremely serious and pure tone: "I haven't seen enough, Ya'er, I like looking at you."

An Ling Yifeng uttered an extremely sincere sentence from the inside, but in Feng Qianya's ears, she felt that there was a hint of ambiguity in it. A pure man, she would definitely think that he fell in love with her.

At this moment, she didn't understand the word "like" in his mouth any more deeply, she just regarded it as the most common and common kind of liking.

And An Ling Yifeng also treats his liking to see Feng Qianya as the same as his liking to see everything in the world.

He is ignorant because he has never been moved.

Seeing that he was still staring at her for a moment, Feng Qianya got off the bed, remembered something, looked back at him and asked: "You saved me, so do you know why I am weak and unconscious?"

An Ling Yifeng got off the bed because of Feng Qianya, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable and frowned, and subconsciously concealed the little feeling of loss.

He also got off the bed, his clear eyes once again stared closely at Feng Qianya's face that he never tired of seeing, and said seriously: "Ya'er was unconscious because of being enchanted by someone. The weakness is caused by a special kind of cartilage powder."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at An Ling Yifeng, raised her lips and asked, "Do you know how to dispel the enchantment?"

An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes still stared closely at Feng Qianya, nodded lightly, and replied seriously: "Ya'er, I know numerology, five elements and eight trigrams, so it's not difficult to undo the enchantment."

Hearing his words, Feng Qianya's apricot eyes narrowed into a line, her lips curled up into a gorgeous smile, and she asked excitedly: "Yifeng, are you Xu Changqing from Mount Shu? Do you want to practice Taoism and become a fairy? Where's sister Zixuan? Huh?"

Doubt appeared in An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes, and he stared at her in puzzlement, "Ya'er, what is Shushan? Who is Xu Changqing? Who is sister Zixuan?"

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, and stared at him with deep meaning in her eyes, "I'll tell you when I'm free, you follow me to save Tong'er first."

After saying that, Feng Qianya pulled Anling Yifeng out of the room.

Subconsciously, Feng Qianya regarded An Ling Yifeng as an extremely pure big child.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the sky darkened a little.As soon as she pulled Anling Yifeng into Yihanxuan, she met Xuanyuan Mochen and Concubine Lian who were sitting in a wheelchair.

She was kneeling in front of Xuanyuan Mochen, crying like pear blossoms with rain, her face full of grievances.

And there was Tong'er kneeling beside her.

Tong'er was still unresolved by Si Yunyan's ecstasy, she lowered her head, her eyes were dull, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome face was originally covered with frost, but when he saw Feng Qianya and An Ling Yifeng appearing together, the two held hands again, and the anger in their hearts rushed to the top of their heads.

His light brown fire-breathing eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome face sank, and he asked in a displeased tone: "Feng Qianya, did you actually have a private meeting with another man? It seems that I trust you too much. "

"Private meeting?" Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, and shot her chilling gaze at Concubine Lian, who was kneeling in front of him and crying in the rain, still holding An Ling Yifeng's hand, and walked up gracefully In front of her, she looked at Xuanyuan Mochen with a smile like a flower, pointed at Concubine Lian with her slender fingers, raised her lips and asked, "Who said I went to a private meeting? Her?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's fire-spitting eyes stared tightly at the hand she held with An Ling Yifeng, and there was a hint of grief in his tone, "Feng Qianya, I don't have to believe what Concubine Lian said, and I can also say what Tong'er said. If you don't believe me, how do you explain the appearance of you holding hands with him?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianya glanced at Concubine Lian and Tong'er who were kneeling on the ground, and raised her eyebrows to look at Feng Ying standing in Xuanyuan Mochen, with a bewitching arc on her lips, "Feng Ying, tell me, What did they say about me?"

Before Feng Ying could speak, Concubine Lian, who was crying like pear blossoms and rain, said: "Don't ask, I told the prince that you went to a private meeting with other men, and I didn't wrong you. You are indeed with other men now. man..."

Concubine Lian deliberately didn't finish her sentence, she glanced at her contemptuously, then she cried and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen again, and said with aggrieved words: "My lord, I have served you for three years anyway, but my lord did not let you go." The concubine threw the concubine into the hut. If the princess of Xishu Kingdom hadn't stepped forward to let the concubine go, the concubine would still be... the prince is so unfair, the concubine is not satisfied, the concubine's sister meets men privately, the prince will not punish, concubine What did you do wrong? The prince let the concubine humiliate the concubine?"

What Concubine Lian said was very sad and very wronged.

After listening to Concubine Lian's words, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and anger surged at the bottom of his eyes. His sharp gaze shot at Feng Qianya, and he said angrily, "Feng Qianya, are your hands stuck?"

Glancing at the furious Xuanyuan Mochen, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Fengying, with a gorgeous smile on her lips, pointing her slender jade fingers at Concubine Lian who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a calm and calm tone: "Take her naked and hang it at the back door of the palace to ward off evil spirits."

When Fengying heard the words, the corners of her lips twitched, didn't the princess mean it?Stripping the back door of the palace to ward off evil spirits, the princess became more ruthless each time.

Feng Qianya saw that Fengying hadn't moved, a trace of hostility flashed in the bottom of her eyes, she took off the hairpin on her head with her jade hand, turned her wrist, and without a trace of hesitation, she shot straight at Fengying's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Fengying couldn't dodge in time, his thigh was stabbed, and the pain caused him to frown tightly.

Raising her eyebrows and staring at the frowning Feng Ying, the smile on Feng Qianya's lips became more and more seductive, but her tone was as piercing as a piercing silk bamboo, "I'll count to three, if you don't do it again, you will be at your own risk, once..."

Without waiting for Feng Qianya to make a second sound, Feng Ying immediately endured the pain in her thigh, and strode to the front of Concubine Lian.

Seeing this, Concubine Lian cried and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, "My lord... I beg you, for the sake of serving you with all my heart and soul for three years, save my concubine. The sister wangfei doesn't think much of the lord." , will the lord still pamper her? The lord... oh... the lord..."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Xuanyuan Mochen's face darkened, his narrowed phoenix eyes looked at Feng Qianya, and his voice was cold, "Feng Qianya, are you dead as my king?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, a cluster of anger was burning in her eyes, she leaned down, and lightly picked his firm jaw with her slender jade fingers, with a seductive smile on the corner of her lips, "What? Baby If you don't believe me, I believe her, so you want to help her?..."

Speaking of this, Feng Qianya stopped, and put her pink lips behind his ears, her tone was harsher than ever before, as if it was coming from a cold pool, "Baby, you better think clearly, if you help her, Don't regret it later."

"Don't regret it", Feng Qianya accentuated her tone, and her tone was particularly cold.

The unprecedented coldness and harshness in her words made Xuanyuan Mochen slightly startled, and sensed that something was wrong with her. In his impression, she had never been like this before. Something must have happened to her?

He felt her extreme hostility, the chilling aura that seemed to destroy the weather.

He suddenly felt extremely ashamed of her, how could he not believe her?
He stretched out his long arms, took her into his arms, and stared at her with distressed eyes, "Ya'er, did something happen to you?"

(End of this chapter)