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

Chapter 45 Xuanyuan Mochen's Two Pet Chickens

Chapter 45 Xuanyuan Mochen's Two Pet Chickens

Feng Qianya was still gnawing on the chicken leg, with a touch of rudeness in her elegant movements, but without losing her elegant temperament, her crescent eyebrows were raised lightly, her lips curved beautifully, and there was no trace of waves in her crisp voice, " You came here just to let me give you an explanation? Are you Xuanyuan Mochen's concubines?"

Feng Qianya deliberately accentuated the word "concubine".

Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Yu secretly clenched their hands, dissatisfied that Feng Qianya is a famous stupid girl, and was sold to a brothel, became a brothel woman, and even married Xuanyuan Mochen as a concubine After all, they are also daughters of officials and eunuchs, but they are only concubines, and they are extremely dissatisfied.

On the pretext that Feng Qianya had taught the servants of the whole house a lesson, she came here to find fault.

Mrs. Rong's eyes showed disdain and she said: "So what if I'm a concubine? At least my sister and I have a clean family background. I don't look like a princess, but I was sold to a place where fireworks..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Rong covered her mouth and sneered: "No wonder the prince doesn't like sister Wangfei. On the wedding night, my sister heard that the prince spent the night with sister Lian."

Madam Yu raised her delicate jaw, looked at Feng Qianya proudly, and snorted coldly: "Hmph... so what about the concubine? She's just an unfavored fool."

Tong'er, who was standing beside Feng Qianya, saw Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Yu talking about her young lady so much, she felt extremely dissatisfied for Feng Qianya, her small family was different, these two women dared to provoke her young lady ,Dead.

Feng Qianya still had a smile on her lips, she gnawed the chicken legs gracefully, then the chicken wings, and then the chicken feet, completely ignoring Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Yu.

When the two women saw that Feng Qianya, a stupid woman who was notoriously unfavored, ignored them, their hearts burst into anger, and they wished to come over and slap Feng Qianya.

Mrs. Yu stepped forward angrily, knocked Feng Qianya's unfinished chicken feet to the ground, and pointed at her arrogantly, "Feng Qianya, don't think you are a princess, my wife just I will be afraid of you, in this mansion, the master is the one who can be favored by the prince, and you are just an unfavored abandoned woman."

"Abandoned woman?" Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, and the smile on her lips spread like blue waves, "You mean you are very favored? You are the master?"

Madam Rong's eyes showed disdain, and she snorted coldly: "Hmph, what are you? We have been with the prince for many years, and we were already the prince's concubine when he was still the king of war in the East Ming Kingdom."

"War King? Pet chicken?" Feng Qianya's brows were smudged with gorgeous Manzhushahua, and the smile on her lips became more and more seductive, "Since you like to be pet chickens so much, I will let you be a man of the world." I will pamper you~chicken."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Yu looked at the smiling Feng Qianya, and inexplicably felt a chill down their spine. They didn't understand why her smile gave people a feeling of uneasiness.

"Tong'er, go and call Fengying here." Feng Qianya narrowed her apricot eyes slightly, and said with a smile on her lips.

"Yes!" Tong'er immediately retreated in response.

Seeing Tong'er leave, Feng Qianya squinted at Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Yu at a 45-degree angle, and said with a faint smile, "Sit whatever you want."

The two of them were startled again, and their hearts became more and more uneasy, but Feng Qianya ignored them at all, stood up lazily, covered her mouth with her hands, yawned, stretched her waist, and went to the bed with a deep sleepiness. direction.

(End of this chapter)

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