Crazy Concubine on Top: The Evil King Favors Her to the End

General Xi Tianzhao's head is in a mess. He instinctively catches the small round box. The strong king says coldly: "this is Ningxiang Yulu ointment. Ling'er should have no scar three days after wiping it. Besides, is her skirt too big?"

Then he turned and got on the luxurious coach waiting outside.

When Mo Chengfeng heard this sentence, he was stunned again. He knew how precious these medicines were. Even if the whole Taiping Hospital had only two boxes, every time the concubines in the harem wanted to use them, they could only get a little bit of them. Where could they give a bottle directly.

And this man has this stuff on him? It seems to have been premeditated.

And, liewang, will he pay attention to a woman's skirt? What the hell?

Two people get on the car and leave. On the carriage, Mo Chengfeng can't wait to ask: "uncle, are you interested in ling'er?"

In terms of their generations, King lie was indeed Mo Chengfeng's seventh uncle.

King lie and all the princes are closest to him, and as long as the uncle stands on his side for a day, his crown prince position will be stable.

"So obvious?" Mo Yanlie leaned down directly in the carriage, and his hair was scattered and fell down on his chest, which made him more evil.

Mo Chengfeng has been amazed by his uncle's amorous feelings for several times, but he has also seen his uncle's cruelty and cruelty, and he seems to be schizophrenic.

This kind of person can't offend easily.

Mo Chengfeng knows it. All the dignitaries and royal children in the capital know it!

Three days later, the cultural fair will also be the most lively gathering for the upper class young people in the whole capital. Liewang will attend. He is afraid that many people will have to climb in to see this man of the moment.

If you have a little relationship with King lie, you can make the whole family shine.

"Cough, uncle, are you serious? Do you like ling'er? Why? Have you met her? Isn't this the first time we've met? " Mo Chengfeng was so curious that he didn't expect the uncle to admit it.

"Yes, very special girl. Although she's a little bit small, it's in line with Wang's taste. Hehe." Mo Yan fierce thought of what, unexpectedly smile.

Mo Chengfeng looks at him with a little obscene smile. He is also shocked by thunder inside and outside. He thinks he knows a big secret.

Should I please ling'er? After all, my uncle is his big supporter.

Uncle is a member of the hermit clan. If you come out of that place, you can destroy a country. Who dares to offend.

The secularity and zongmen are not separated by a mountain or a river, but by a sky!

Secular martial arts is to strengthen the body, and the cultivation of sect can call the wind and rain, can it be the same?

Mo Chengfeng also wants to know uncle's real strength, but in the secular world, he doesn't have to show his real power to sweep everything. Who dares to swat a fly on the tiger's head.

"Don't look down on this girl. You'll understand later. Remember, if I'm not here, you should take good care of her. If she is short of a hair, I'll pluck all your hair!" Mo Yanlie grins at Mo Chengfeng.

"What Mo Chengfeng suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and then eyes a bright way, "uncle, she will not be your strong Princess ah?"

Mo Yan strong deep black eyes to see him one eye, smile speechless, enigmatic.

At the moment, in the general's mansion, everyone just woke up from the previous fright. Xi Tianzhao looked at the fragrant jade dew cream in his palm and walked back with fear.