The ghost emperor overbearing favor: wild concubine super fierce to spoil

Emperor fuliao's expression is as if, not salty way: "it's time to eat, eat!"

She took what she said and did for granted. She strode to the table and sat down. She didn't see the black faced Prince Nangong Changqing in her eyes. She found a pair of clean chopsticks and began to eat with relish.

"Four wenches, your highness is here, don't be rude!" Yun's eyes glared, his eyebrows were cold, and he yelled at her.

"Auntie, people are iron, rice is steel, a meal is not hungry, you are a Buddhist, the most can not see the suffering of the people, right?" Emperor Fuyao's face was pure and good, and no one noticed that the eyes of the shining amber were cunning and dark.

She is not the original owner. When she is hungry, she can only go to the back mountain to dig roots and pick leaves to fill her stomach. What's more, she is not an immortal and does not eat grain.

When the meal arrives, you will be hungry. Unless there is a pigudan, you can stay away from eating for a few days.

A simple sentence chokes Yun's words.

If she retorts, it is a lack of compassion.

For a time, Yun's angry stare round eyes, but can't find the right words to teach her.

Emperor Fuyao is happy and natural. The speed of sweeping is not slow. He can see Xia Ziqi salivating.

"Xiaozhengtai, are you hungry? Come and have some first?"

Emperor Fu waved to him with a smile.

As soon as she came in, she noticed him. Her facial features were very beautiful, with a kind of feminine beauty like pear blossom and rain. Her small face was pink, which made her want to pinch it.

Xia Ziqi swallowed his saliva hard, then shook his head and refused with integrity, "thank you, miss. I'm not hungry."

Only when he was not hungry could he have a ghost... Because the prince was angry, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to eat. He had been hungry for a long time.

See emperor Fu Yao eat so delicious, Xia Zi seven simply head a horizontal, eyes do not see heart is not hungry!

"Ice face?" Emperor Fuyao stopped and pointed to Nangong Changqing with chopsticks.

The cloud surname frightens almost silly to drop, angry way: "four wenches forbid rudeness, how can you point at your highness with chopsticks!"

Nangong Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and her cold and sharp eyes looked at her.

"Nothing, just to remind you, that little boy is starving to death." Emperor fuliao looks calm. She is not fighting for anyone. She just sees that such a beautiful little Zheng is too hungry to take off. Some of her looks are not pleasing to the eye and reminds a certain host.

"Little sister, it's OK. I'm not hungry!" Xia Ziqi didn't expect that she would come out for him. She was moved to tears immediately.

Emperor Fu Yao shrugged and said, "whatever. I'm full. Goodbye!"

After that, she pushed away the dishes and chopsticks, hummed a little song and swaggered away.

"Don't worry about the palace." Nangong Changqing said coldly.

Xia Ziqi was dumb and understood. Master this is to let him eat, in the heart of emperor Fuyao more grateful, grab two meat steamed stuffed buns to fill the stomach first.

Yun's eyes were full of shock, and his eyes were filled with a touch of strangeness.

This dead girl usually doesn't dare to go near the lobby. How has her temperament changed so much these two days?

He did all kinds of rude things in front of his royal highness. Is it to attract the attention of the prince on purpose?

It must be! The dead girl really has a plan. It really makes the prince look at her differently, otherwise he won't let the little boy around him eat.

Thinking of this, Yun's eyes suddenly dim.

"Mother!" The emperor fuliao's front foot just left, and the emperor Fuling, whose back foot was all dressed up, came.

Before she arrived, Jiao Didi's voice came to the lobby with gusts of fragrant wind.

Nangong Changqing frowned.

Even Xia Ziqi frowned and looked at the people.

The prince always dislike the perfume of the rouge perfume, and the man still sprays such a strong fragrance, so that he will smok the dead.

"Little girl Fuling has seen the prince!" As soon as emperor Fuling entered the hall, he saluted Nangong Changqing.

This time, she deliberately dressed very charming and beautiful, do not believe that the high cold fairy prince will not look at her?

Who knows, Emperor Fuling just finished the ceremony. When he looked up, there was no one on the throne.

Nangong Changqing was so disgusted with the pungent smell that he got up and walked out of the hall.

Two times in a row was ignored, Emperor Fuling angrily crazy, "what prince, so arrogant do not put people in the eye!"

"Poria cocos, no nonsense!" The cloud family scolded with a straight face.

Emperor Fuling vomited tongue, not angry to hum.

She only dared to talk in front of her mother. If she wanted to take Nangong Changqing's face seriously, she might have been counselled into a pool of mud.

"Poria cocos, you follow the prince, I'll go to see your father." Yun's heart is anxious. If the pills can't be refined for a moment, his royal highness will not leave.

Emperor Fuling immediately bitter face, "people don't want to go!"

Anyway, his highness doesn't like her. Why is she so hot and cold!

"I told you to follow me. Why so many complaints? Will my mother harm you? " Said Yun.

It's not a bad thing to get close to your highness and make a good impression on him.

Emperor Fuling just listen to the order, quietly followed out.

Yun also rushed to the alchemy room.

Imperial Palace, garden.

Nangong Changqing stood in the shade of a tree, looking into the distance.

Xia Ziqi followed his eyes and saw a slender figure playing with something in the garden pavilion.

"It's the little sister just now!" Xia Ziqi recognized her as emperor Fuyao and grinned.

All of a sudden, the pungent smell came out again.

Xia Ziqi covered his nose and yelled, "it stinks

Nangong Changqin frowned and strode to the pavilion.

"Lord, wait for me!" Xiaoxiazi quickly followed.

In the pavilion.

The stone table was full of weeds that emperor Fu Yao had pulled from all over the imperial palace. She stood by, picking and picking. She threw what she liked into her personal space and planted it. After being moistened by the spiritual field, the weeds would become spiritual grass.

At that time, as long as she sells it on the black market, she will not be afraid of having no money to buy medicinal materials!

"Little sister, what are you playing with?" Xia Ziqi came over and asked curiously.

Emperor Fu shook his head and said: "make money!"

Smell speech, Nangong Changqing handsome eyebrow a smoke, weeds can also make money? There are gold coins all over the world!

Xia Ziqi came to the table with a curious look on his face. "Do you sell it to farmers to feed cattle?"

Emperor Fuyao's forehead drips sweat. On second thought, it's almost the same. Whether it's eaten by animals or human beings, it's OK to sell money!

"Little sister, I'll help you pick it up!" Xia Ziqi assiduously joined the grass picking team and helped her pick them up.

Nangong Changqing didn't stop him. He sat on one side, expressionless, looking far away, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Hiding in the flower bed tracking emperor Fuling see this scene, almost startled jaw.

What did she see!!

Gao Leng's Royal Highness, who is arrogant and invincible, even takes the initiative to approach the cheap maid! Just sit beside her!

There is a very beautiful young man, who is also helping emperor Fuyao work!!

Emperor Fuling can't believe that he rubbed his eyes. If you look again, it's still such a harmonious and warm scene in the Pavilion!