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

Chapter 312 of course!

"What?" Xuanyuan Mochen squinted his phoenix eyes slightly when he heard the words, and stared sharply at Feng Qianya, his handsome face sank, "Ya'er, is what Mo Mo said true?"

Feng Qianya raised her legs, raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, and played with her slender fingers, which were as thin as onion roots. The corners of her lips curved beautifully, and she said in a calm tone: "Of course! Not only married, but also raped several times. , no accidents, in another ten days and a half months, there will be news in your stomach, and then, you must be prepared to be the queen~father."

Hearing her words, Xuanyuan Mochen immediately ran away unsteadily. Although he knew that what she said was not the truth, a ball of anger still burst out from the bottom of his heart and rushed straight to the top of his head.

Those coquettish phoenix eyes were also stained with raging anger, he stepped in front of Feng Qianya, and pulled her up from the edge of the bed.

And his strength was a bit too strong, causing the injured Feng Qianya to frown slightly, her face turned pale instantly.

When Xuanyuan Mochen saw this, panic flashed in his phoenix eyes, and he looked at her worriedly and distressedly, and there was also a trace of panic in his deep voice, "Ya'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Momo frowned when he saw his own mother, and then he raised his eyebrows and looked at his own father, and said in a childish voice: "Father, my mother has a wound on her chest, and she hasn't fully healed yet."

Xuanyuan Mochen looked at Feng Qianya worriedly when he heard the words, "Ya'er, why didn't you say it earlier? Who dared to hurt you? Let me see your injury."

After saying that, he looked back at Xiao Momo, with a gentle and low voice, "Momo, you go out first."

Xiao Momo glanced at his own mother, then turned around and walked out obediently.

After Xuanyuan Mochen saw Xiao Momo go out, he picked up Feng Qianya and laid it flat on the wide rosewood bed.

Immediately, he gently turned over and pulled off the girdle around her waist with gentle movements. Sure enough, he found two scars on her chest. They had already scabbed over, but after his forceful pull just now, they were now scabbed. The scab split open, and bright red blood oozes out, hurting Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes.

He leaned down, kissed her wound, raised his eyes to look at Feng Qianya with great distress, and the bottom of his light brown eyes gathered a cold and murderous look, "Ya'er, who hurt you, I will not let him go .”

Feng Qianya looked at him calmly as if she was not injured, and couldn't help but yawned, her tone was lazy, "I'm tired from traveling these days, I'll sleep first, please~ come out."

After saying that, she straightened her dress, covered her with a brocade quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep by herself, completely treating Xuanyuan Mochen as air.

Seeing her falling asleep, Xuanyuan Mochen originally wanted to call her again, but he thought that she was indeed tired from the journey and was injured, so he didn't disturb her, but just held her hands tightly, and those seductive phoenix eyes flickered for an instant. He stared at her, afraid that if she was not paying attention, she would disappear.

The love for her has gone deep into the bone marrow, she is like an indispensable part of his body, the most important part, if he loses her, he will definitely be worse than death.

He stayed by her side until dark, seeing that she would not wake up after sleeping, he couldn't help feeling worried again, he was really afraid that one day she wouldn't be able to sleep.

He still remembered what the eight elders said, could it be that her lethargy was due to the lack of a soul?How could this be?Will the soul be lost too?This is unbelievable.

If he hadn't been the left envoy of the Phoenix Sacred Clan, he would definitely think that what the eight elders said was nonsense.

At this time, a eunuch came in tremblingly, with a flustered expression and a pale face, knelt down and said, "Your... Your Majesty, why... Qianjing Palace... is... haunted by... ghosts."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared sharply at the kneeling eunuch. Seeing his panicked expression, his eyes showed panic, it didn't look like he was joking, his handsome brows slightly frowned, how could a well-behaved eunuch in the palace Haunted?The last time Lanxi Palace was haunted, it was what he and Mo Mo pretended to scare away those women.

Now those women have all been sent out of the palace no matter whether they want to leave the palace or not, how could there be ghosts again?Could it be related to Momo?

He took a deep look at Feng Qianya, bent down and pressed a kiss on her pink lips, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Ya'er, Momo is being naughty again, I'll go and see."

After saying that, he put down the brocade tent, turned around and looked at the kneeling eunuch, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me to have a look."

"Yes!" The kneeling eunuch responded, and then followed out.

After leaving Fenglin Palace, Xuanyuan Mochen went straight to Xiao Momo's bedroom——Qianjing Palace.

When he went in, he happened to see a man in white clothes with a somewhat transparent figure floating and penetrating the body of a court lady.

And Xiao Momo stood aside, holding a black glass bottle in his arms.

"Ah... ghost!" The palace maid screamed in fright, and then passed out.

And the man in white seemed to be looking for someone, and when he saw the maids, he rushed towards them, but directly penetrated their bodies.

"Ah... ghost!"

The palace maid screamed again and again in fright, and was chased by the man in white, running around Xiao Momo's bedroom.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix pupils, flew up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the man in white, but his hand passed through his body.

Because he was very close, he could see his face clearly, and he felt a little familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that he was exactly the same as the man in the ice coffin of the Phoenix Sacred Clan.

He was slightly taken aback, could it be that what he saw was really a ghost?Just how is this possible?Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he didn't believe it.

At this time, the man in white was about to float out of the Qianjing Palace. Seeing this, Xiao Momo ran to the man in white. When the man in white saw Xiao Momo, he floated in front of him again, hugging his arms. Arm looked at him for a moment.

Seeing him approaching, Xiao Momo's light brown eyes narrowed slightly, took the opportunity to open the black glass bottle, and said to the man in white in a childish voice: "Uncle in white, you're home."

The man in white looked at Xiao Momo fixedly, with his arms still folded, his feet off the ground, his body suspended in mid-air, and he had no intention of returning to the black glass bottle.

Xiao Momo saw that he would fly into the glass bottle by himself a few times before, but this time he didn't fly in. He narrowed his small light brown eyes and said again: "Uncle Baiyi, you're home."

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen stared at the maids and eunuchs in the dormitory who were pale with fright, and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone, step down. Anyone who dares to say a word about what happened tonight will be killed without mercy." !"

"Yes!" More than a dozen court ladies and eunuchs responded and walked out of Qianjing Palace tremblingly.

Seeing that they all retreated, Xuanyuan Mochen stepped in front of Xiao Momo, cast a puzzled glance at the man in white who had been staring at Xiao Momo with his arms folded, and then lowered his eyes to Momo, Jun's face sank a bit, "Mo Mo, is he a human or a ghost? Where did you provoke him?"

Seeing that the man in white clothes refused to return to the black glass bottle, Xiao Momo squinted his eyes, looked up at his own father and emperor, and briefly talked about what happened to them in Xishu Kingdom.

After listening to Xuanyuan Mochen, he didn't care about anything else, he just remembered that Feng Qianya was injured by the Black Flame Demon, and then in order to avoid Xuanyuan Yufeng and Xuanyuan Yihong, he sat on the bed and married the King Xi of the Western Shu Kingdom. sedan chair.

Although it was not a real marriage, it still made him angry in his heart, and he wished he could immediately kill King Xi of the Western Shu Kingdom.

Xiao Momo saw that his own father, the emperor, looked angry after listening, he raised his eyebrows, and said in a childish voice: "Father, my son has already taught him for you, son and An Ling Uncle took off his clothes and threw him at the city gate."

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard the words, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a smile appeared on his handsome face, his big white hand gently stroked Xiao Momo's head, and he said softly: "Son, well done."

Xiao Momo smiled sweetly at his own father, his eyes fell on the man in white who was still staring at him for a moment, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, thinking about how to make him fly into the black glass bottle .

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he looked at his own father and said: "Let's go to Uncle Anling, maybe Uncle Anling has a way to put him into this glass bottle."

Hearing Xiao Momo's hearing of An Ling Yifeng, Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome brows lightly frowned. He didn't have any good impressions of this number one rival in love. As long as he was still around, he would always be worried that he would take away his Ya'er.

Xiao Momo saw that his own father was a little displeased, he blinked his small light brown eyes, and took his father's big hand, "Father, let's go to Uncle Anling first, and get this damn thing Get it right, or he will scare more people."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen looked down at him, and asked with a hint of doubt: "Mo Mo, didn't you release him?"

Xiao Momo shook her head slightly, and glanced at the man in white, "He came out by himself."

Hearing his words, Xuanyuan Mochen gave the man in white a puzzled look again, and left Qianjing Palace together with Xiao Momo, and went to Yuexie Palace where Anling Yifeng lived.

During this period, the white-clothed man followed Xiao Momo all the time. When the court lady and eunuch saw her, she trembled with fright, her face turned pale, and she almost fainted.

But what Xuanyuan Mochen and Xiao Momo didn't expect was that they didn't know that An Ling Yifeng was in Yuexie Palace until after they went there.

What they didn't expect was that Anling Yifeng was in Fenglin Palace at this time.

His eyes were a little dull and lifeless, and he approached Feng Qianya on the wide bed step by step.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand mechanically and opened the brocade curtain, staring at the sleeping Feng Qianya, a cloud of black air emerged from his clear eyes.

At this time, a cold voice sounded in his ear, "Quickly, force her soul out."

Hearing this voice, An Ling Yifeng slowly raised his hands, and a black light gathered between his palms, hitting Feng Qianya's eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, Xuanyuan Mochen's cold and angry voice came from behind An Ling Yifeng.

When he returned to Fenglin Palace from Yuexie Palace, he saw that Anling Yifeng had made a move against Feng Qianya, he roared worriedly, gathered purple light in his palm, and hit Anling Yifeng.

An Ling Yifeng didn't dodge, but endured the slap forcibly, his face was a little pale, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

Feng Qianya just woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Xuanyuan Mochen hit An Ling Yifeng, and An Ling Yifeng's eyes were dull and lifeless, and black light gathered in his hands.

Apricot eyes narrowed sharply, Feng Qianya turned over and jumped out of the bed.

Xiao Momo who came in after seeing this, looked at An Ling Yifeng in puzzlement, and asked in a childish voice: "Uncle An Ling, what's wrong with you? Don't you know your mother?"

An Ling Yifeng was stunned for a moment when he heard Xiao Momo's words, his sluggish expression seemed a little moved, and he regained a bit of reason.

But at this time, the cold voice just now sounded in his ear again, "Force Feng Qianya's soul, hurry up, force out Feng Qianya's soul."

The voice seemed to be heard only by him.

And because he heard this voice, the sliver of reason he had just recovered completely disappeared.

He gathered black light in his palm and hit Feng Qianya again.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen immediately jumped in front of Feng Qianya, and then he was about to attack An Ling Yifeng, but was stopped by Feng Qianya.

His phoenix eyes stared at Feng Qianya puzzled, "Ya'er, he made a move on you, and you still protect him?"

Feng Qianya squinted her almond eyes, glanced at An Ling Yifeng, her lips curled up beautifully, and she raised her lips and said, "I like to protect him, he is controlled by the Black Flame Demon."

After saying that, she jumped in front of An Ling Yifeng.

When An Ling Yifeng saw her, he gathered a black light in his hand and hit her between the eyebrows.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya narrowed her apricot eyes into a line, stretched out her slender jade hand, grabbed his wrist, locked her eyes tightly on him, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and her voice was clear and crisp, "Yifeng, are you really happy?" Don't you remember me? Huh?"

When An Ling Yifeng heard her words, he stared at her smiling face, and her memories kept flashing in his mind.

And at this time, the cold voice sounded in his ear again, "Quickly do it...quickly do it..."

An Ling Yifeng's eyes were fixed on Feng Qianya, his brows were furrowed, he was really troubled about something.

He opened his lips slightly, "No... I won't listen to you."

Feng Qianya saw that An Ling Yifeng was still conscious and not completely controlled, she narrowed her almond eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on the phoenix ring on his hand, then she held his hand wearing the phoenix ring, Interlocking five fingers with him.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen was so angry that he wanted to cut off An Ling Yifeng's five fingers.

The five fingers of the two interlocked, and the phoenix ring emitted a golden light. Seeing this, An Ling Yifeng regained his sanity a lot. He stared closely at Feng Qianya, and murmured, "Ya'er..."

The cold voice still echoed in his ears.

Suddenly, he let go of Feng Qianya's hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, his index and middle fingers intersected together, as if he was lucky, and forced out the black air in his body.

The black air was forced out, and his sanity was fully recovered, and those clear eyes were still pure.

Immediately he stood up, staring at Feng Qianya tightly with clear eyes, and asked worriedly: "Ya'er, did I hurt you? The Black Flame Demon wants to control me and use me to force out your soul."

Xuanyuan Mochen walked up to Feng Qianya, pulled Feng Qianya into his arms, and looked at An Ling Yifeng with hostility in her eyes, "With me here, I won't let you hurt me." Ya'er, it's none of your business here, you can..."

Before Xuanyuan Mochen could finish speaking, Feng Qianya pushed him away, walking up to An Ling Yifeng as if on purpose, grabbed his big hand, and looked at him with a smile like a flower, "Don't worry, I'm fine, the Black Flame Demon didn't completely control you."

Seeing Feng Qianya pushing him away, Xuanyuan Mochen held An Lingyifeng's hand, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, his phoenix eyes stared at Feng Qianya, "Ya'er, you clearly know that I am In a coma, I didn't mean to be kissed, so you still want to be angry with me? Didn't you cut a knife on my arm? Isn't that enough?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's words, Feng Qianya completely ignored him, treating him as air.

At this time, the man in white who floated in with Xiao Momo floated towards Feng Qianya, spread his arms, and rushed towards her, but passed through her body.

The man in white frowned, and perseveringly stretched out his arms again and threw himself at Feng Qianya.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes, did even this ghost take a fancy to his Ya'er?

An Ling Yifeng stared closely at the man in white. Suddenly, he put his index finger and middle finger together, his lips moved slightly, and he said a sentence silently. His closed fingers pointed at the man in white at the same time.

I saw white light shot out between his two fingers to cover the man in white, and the man in white was suspended in mid-air, unable to move.

He stared at the man in white and called out, "Third Martial Uncle."

Hearing him call the third uncle, Xuanyuan Mochen, little Momo stared at him and the man in white in surprise.

Feng Qianya squinted her apricot eyes slightly, remembering that when she was in Xiaoyang Mountain, she heard him call the white gourd the third uncle. Could it be that the white gourd has something to do with this man in white?
Xiao Momo saw that Anling Yifeng had controlled the man in white, and stepped forward holding the glass bottle, raised his eyebrows and looked at Anling Yifeng, with a childish voice, "Uncle Anling, take him here."

Hearing this, An Ling Yifeng pointed at the black glass bottle in Xiao Momo's hand with his fingers together, and saw the black glass bottle flying out of Xiao Momo's hand.

Immediately, An Ling Yifeng put his fingers together with his right hand lightly on his lips, muttered a sentence, and pointed at the man in white, and the man in white flew into the black glass bottle.

Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on An Ling Yifeng's handsome face, and he stretched out his hand, and the black glass bottle flew into his hand.

Holding the black glass bottle, he turned around and looked at Feng Qianya, and said very seriously: "Ya'er, I will send the third uncle back to Xiaoyang Mountain tomorrow, and I can't..."

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard that An Ling Yifeng was about to leave, he was overjoyed. Before he could finish speaking, he stepped forward, put his big white hands on his shoulders, and said earnestly: "You three Master uncle is more important, don't worry, Ya'er has me, she will be fine, you have to hurry tomorrow, it's getting late, go back early to rest."

After saying that, he looked down at little Momo, a gentle smile that dripped water appeared on his handsome face, and his voice was even more gentle, "Momo, send your uncle Anling back to rest for the emperor, you Anling Uncle is leaving tomorrow, you should have a lot to say to him, right?"

Xiao Momo glanced at his pro-father, who was smiling exaggeratedly, narrowed his small light brown eyes, raised his chin, and said in a low voice: "Father, remember, you owe me a favor."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at An Ling Yifeng and smiled sweetly, "Uncle An Ling, let's go back to sleep."

Immediately, he pulled An Ling Yifeng who was frowning and walked out of Fenglin Palace.

(End of this chapter)