Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 22 The Ancient Artifact
"Let me tell you, why are you here? I discovered Qianlei first, so you don't want to snatch it from me! Otherwise, I'll make you look good!" Damn it, it's the one who came here to snatch something from her. Qing's face was slightly green, and he looked like a cannibal, and said viciously.

Lan Yu burst out laughing, thinking in her heart, grab it, it was his stuff, this girl actually came to steal her stuff again, and she still looks dignified.

"It's hard to say, don't you know that ancient artifacts will choose their own owners, and I have already solved the bloody eyes. Seeing my heroic appearance, Qian Lei will definitely choose me," Lan Yu looked at it with some disdain Glancing at Feng Qing, "It's not like someone who is in a mess can only dodge!"

Feng Qing rolled her eyes, "Choose the master? That's good, you take it here, let's let it choose, how about it?" Hmph, no matter whether you can take it down or not, you won't suffer, it's bright There was a cunning flash in his eyes.

Lan Yu touched her chin, and looked at Feng Qing thoughtfully.

"Fengfeng, I said you wouldn't be cheating on me!"

"Where will it be? No way!"

Feng Qing frowned, Fengfeng?What kind of disgusting name is this, forget it, it’s just a name, call it whatever you like, it’s much nicer than Xiaoxie, suddenly remembering the half-smile in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, I feel aggrieved for a while, I look like that , is it that ugly?

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ninth Prince Chen Moyu!" Feng Qing replied subconsciously when she heard the question.

Lan Yu's face suddenly became a little strange, he seemed to be angry, but also seemed to be happy. The two expressions hung on his monstrous face, which suddenly seemed a little strange.

"What do you want him to do?" She raised her eyebrows and asked casually.

Feng Qing was stunned, "Why did I tell you! Stop dawdling, go get Qianlei, it's almost dawn, it will be miserable if someone finds out!"

"Why should I do thankless things, I might as well lie on the bed and sleep comfortably!" Saying this, Lan Yu jumped onto the bed, rested her head on her hands, and closed her eyes leisurely.

She was a little frustrated, Lan Yu is not a fool, why can't she see her own thoughts, it seems that she still has to rely on herself, it's just that bloody eyes.

She raised her eyes to look at the cozy person on the bed. At that time, he should have just knocked Xuemu unconscious, and didn't hurt Xuemu's life. Could it be that he really has no interest in Qian Lei.

It is an ancient artifact, everyone wants to get it, although I still don't know what function it has besides being a sword, Mo Feiyu doesn't just want a sword, does he?
Feng Qing stood up, opened the door, and poked her probe. There was no one there. The handle of the Nine Emperors Mansion was really too loose. She felt more and more strange in her heart. With such a luxurious bathing place, could it be that she couldn't afford to hire some helpers?

I suddenly remembered something. In the past few days, apart from three or two guards and a few servant girls, there are really no more people. This defensive measure is too unprofessional.

Feng Qing patted her head, wouldn't it be more convenient to steal it by herself!
"Chen Moyu, don't you know that there is an ancient artifact in your mansion? Except for the bloody eyes that grew spontaneously beside Qianlei and guarded Qianlei, you didn't see anyone protecting him!" Feng Qing muttered to herself. .

Lan Yu glanced at Feng Qing, who was talking to herself, and raised her eyebrows, what to do to protect it with great fanfare, wouldn't this be 300 taels of silver in this place? Besides, how many people can know that the Qianlei Artifact is here? As for her own mansion, but how could this girl know, a thought flashed in her eyes.

"Hey, have you heard that tomorrow the chief of the county of Nanfeng Kingdom will come to our country, and it seems that he wants to make peace with our country!"

"Really? Who is that princess, and relatives, now except for the sixth prince, the seventh prince, and our lord, the other princes have married their concubines a while ago, and they are still girls from the Feng family!"

"That's right, who do you think the marriage partner will be? The sixth prince is a cripple, the seventh prince is a fool, and our lord is an unfavored prince."

"Who knows, how do we know about the royal family! I think our master has a better chance, after all, those things are crooked!"

"Hey, that's right! Our master is a beautiful man after all! Our Dachen Kingdom can no longer find a man as beautiful as our master!"

Laughter suddenly sounded, Feng Qing snorted softly, big handsome man, indeed, but isn't there a big monster lying in the room.

The bed creaked, Feng Qing looked over, and saw Lan Yu sitting up, her face was slightly green, what's wrong, she's in a bad mood again, my God, I can't stand it, damn, she's in a good mood and sometimes sometimes The bad one is just a spoiled young master.

Shaking his head, he picked up his teacup and continued to think about Qian Lei's artifact.

A voice that seemed a bit lonely suddenly thought, "Will you be rejected as long as you are slightly different from others?"

He didn't know if he was asking himself or Feng Qing.

Feng Qing glanced at him in surprise, "What's the difference?"

Lan Yu looked at her with a slightly dazed look in his eyes, and for some reason, he said, "Appearance, or ability..."

Feng Qing swallowed a sip of tea, and glanced lightly, "Thousands of things are different, so there are no completely similar things, the same tree does not grow the same fruit, the appearance mentioned, As time goes by, you will eventually get old. No matter how gorgeous your appearance is, one day it will become wrinkled and ugly. The only thing that remains the same is the pure heart, which cannot be judged by appearances, and cannot be measured by sea water! Also, shouldn’t you be grateful for God’s gift for being different from others? Giving yourself something different is God’s favor!”

Lan Yu looked at Feng Qing quietly, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart, only felt a warm current flow through her whole body.

He took a deep look at Feng Qing, "This is the first time I've heard of it! So you take this birthmark as a blessing from heaven?"

Feng Qing coughed lightly, "Everyone has a love of beauty. Of course, if there is a chance to restore my appearance, I won't miss it!"

What deep emotion, everything can't resist the temptation of reality, Feng Qing looked up at the thoughtful Lan Yu, couldn't help but smile, never thought that he would show such a silly expression, it looks like Some cute too!
Lan Yu, who was still a little moved, suddenly frowned, but looked at Feng Qing who was joking aside, and his heart softened suddenly.

Lan Yu suddenly felt much better, got out of bed, and took a step forward.

Feng Qing could only feel a pleasant musky scent coming to her nostrils, and a low voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"This birthmark..."

(End of this chapter)