Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Mrs. Yan’s look is faint.

The narrow scorpion was drooping, making people unable to see the look of her eyes.

But Feng Chuge still can perceive a kind of chill that is projected from her.

This feeling makes her very uncomfortable...

Lived two times.

In addition, she now has such a high strength, her observation has long been extremely powerful, and now the Rao is how Mr. Yan disguise, Feng Chu songs clearly aware of the unfriendlyness of Mrs. Yan.

Thinking of this, Feng Chu's lips and corners evoked a touch of curvature.

She didn't know, this lady obviously didn't like her, why did she have to make a favorite gesture.

and……

She is like this, is she married to the emperor? ?

Feng Chu song slowed down the look, she raised her lips and smiled. "It turned out to be the elders of Ash, I was rude -"

After all, Feng Chu’s words turned, “I just don’t know, what did you mean when you sent someone yesterday?”

Up to now, she clearly remembered the moves of the two people yesterday.

They are clearly trying to put her to death! !

Fortunately, the two are on her, if they are other people, I am afraid that they have already died under their hands.

Mrs. Yan’s look is slightly stagnation.

However, in the end, **** is still old and spicy. Only for a moment, Mrs. Yan’s look has returned to normal, and even the face has become more and more gentle.

She went forward and pulled up the hand of Feng Chuge again. Using her cold and terrible hand, she patted the Fengchu song. "Cough, yell at me, isn't this a test for the daughter of Fengfeng? Sure enough... ...you not only inherit the beauty of your mother, but also inherit her talent..."

Said, she once again narrowed her eyes and looked at the Fengchu song carefully.

Looking at the face that made her hate for so many years, the face that has occupied God for so many years, Mrs. Yan wants to tear her apart.

But she can't.

Not to mention that Feng Chuge has the emperor's dust in the back, she now, there are other ways...

The temperature on Mrs. Yan is getting more and more cool. The Fengchu song doesn't want to be installed here anymore, and I don't want to watch Mrs. Yan continue to pretend here. "Madam, if it's okay, I will go back first, I will go back, there is still something."

The stubborn scorpions looked into Mrs. Yan’s eyes and let Mrs. Yan make a slight fist.

After a moment, she raised her lips -

"Okay, go back first, I see, it’s time for you to get rid of the wedding."

Feng Chu song looks a stagnation.

She looked at her two eyes again.

She doesn't understand...

It is obvious that this lady does not like her, why do she have to match her with the emperor.

The look of a slight flash, she nodded, and calmly responded, "Mrs. Lao is worried -"

Waiting for the two to say goodbye, Feng Chu songs go from the other direction...

After the phoenix songs were gone, Mrs. Yan looked at the figure of Feng Chuge’s departure, and her lips could not help but sneer.

"Herlian winds... I want your daughter to be born..."

If it is cold, it overflows from her mouth.

At this moment, Mrs. Yan’s deliberately pretend to be a gentle face, completely hangs down, and then does not do any camouflage.

She turned and jumped onto her golden sedan chair.

There was a maid on the side who was amazed. "Mrs. Miss Yan Mu is not asking you, let you match her with Jun? Now..."

Mrs. Yan didn't talk much, just swept her eyes. "What do you know……?"