The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 59 Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water!
Even if Zhao Yanxuan is not in tune, he is still the son of Lord Shangshu, and he has been sought after since he was a child.

Now Feng Qingcheng poured a pot of boiling hot water on the most vulnerable parts of his body, apparently not paying attention to Zhao Shangshu.

Listening to his howling, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of pulling her ears, "You can drink indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Your father gave birth to you and didn't teach you well. People are willing to do it for you. If you don't Change, there will be a lot of opportunities for education in the future!"

Zhao Yanxuan found fault with her because Zhao Wan'er's expulsion from the palace had nothing to do with her. Even though Zhao Wan'er had no status in Zhao's mansion, she was divorced by Cang Yanlu, which was tantamount to slapping the whole Zhao's mansion in the face.

Now that Feng Qingcheng is still so arrogant, he immediately became angry. Enduring the severe pain in his stomach, he gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Qingcheng! I call you princess to save Cang Yan. Do you really think you are superior? Your life is enough So what if it's hard? Maybe one day Cang Yanli kicks your feet and you become a widow! At that time, I will sell you to a brothel, so that you can be as good as you can... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Qingcheng poured all the hot water left in the teapot on his body, scalding him so much that tears burst out.

She threw the empty water pot on the table in front of him, and raised the corners of her lips coldly, "There is a pot of boiling water on every table in Zui Xianju, try to swear another word, believe it or not, I will let your lifeblood directly Confess here!"

Seeing him trembling with anger, she rolled her eyes and showed a innocent and harmless smile like a girl, "By the way, I forgot that your skin is so thick, you shouldn't be afraid of boiling water."

As the saying goes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and she is cursing him!

Many guests around heard their movement, and they looked sideways. Feng Qingcheng was beautiful and beautiful, standing in the crowd was the most eye-catching, not to mention that the four young masters at this table were considered to be from the capital city. characters!
Zhao Yanxuan was king and hegemony in the Zhao family, how had he ever suffered such humiliation?
In addition, his elder brother has a habit of breaking sleeves, and his father Zhao Zhiyi is still waiting for him to spread the branches and leaves for the Zhao family as soon as possible. Feng Qingcheng's move not only hurt him, but also wanted to kill the empress of the Shangshufu, it is really hateful!
Zhao Yanxuan's gaze swept over the hot teapot in his hand, and as soon as his brain got hot, he grabbed the handle of the teapot and was about to retaliate.

She hurt his lifeline, and he ruined the face of the most beautiful woman in the capital!

Feng Qingcheng guessed his purpose at the moment when he made a move, and was about to dodge, when suddenly several icy cold lights flew towards her one step ahead, piercing Zhao Yanxuan's hand grasping the teapot fiercely.

Zhao Yanxuan's wrist hurt, and his five fingers holding the teapot suddenly let go, the teapot was overturned, and the hot tea spilled on his crotch again.

With a howl, he rolled from the square stool to the ground, shrinking into a shrimp shape in pain, "Ah!"

And on his right wrist, there were three silver needles nailed impressively.

Mu Ziling has a good relationship with him. When he saw someone secretly attacking him, he yelled angrily on the spot, "Which bastard who doesn't have eyes, dares to hurt you with a secret arrow..."

Just halfway through speaking, when he turned his head to see the man standing behind him clearly, his expression changed drastically on the spot, and even his voice changed, "Fourth, Fourth Highness!"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked sideways and looked at the direction behind Feng Qingcheng. They saw a man in a dark green brocade robe, tall and straight, with half-squinted phoenix eyes on his handsome face, thin lips slightly pursed, and a cold aura around him. .

If you look carefully, you will find that his complexion is paler than ordinary people, the kind of paleness that is seriously ill, and the clothes on his body are thicker than those worn by others.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)