"marry" to your nemesis

Just as Tang Xiao scolded Jiang Youyu secretly, the little girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Tang Xiao eagerly, at the same time she stretched her slender arm to Tang Xiao's cheek.

Seeing that the mask on Tang Xiao's face was about to be taken off, Feng Ling, who had been silent by the side, lazily lifted the little girl up, and then placed it in front of her for a closer look.

"Wet pussy!" After making a succinct evaluation, Feng Ling threw the little girl aside with disdain.

After the little girl wobbled to her feet, she didn't say a word, she just stared at Feng Ling with red eyes.

Seeing the light in her eyes flickering, it was already unbearable to see her without any words.

But it's a pity that Feng Ling is not a human being, but a black-hearted old wild donkey, it is impossible to comfort a child with kindness!

But Tang Xiao was different, her heart softened immediately.

Just when Tang Xiao was about to speak to comfort the little girl, a woman ran out from the side and went straight to the little girl.

"Miss Biao, everyone is looking for you!"

After finishing speaking, the woman nervously protected the little girl, then turned her head to look at Tang Xiao and Feng Ling, and said, "My son and my concubine, this old slave will take Miss Biao away..."

After finishing speaking, the woman ignored the little girl's dissatisfaction and directly dragged the little girl away.

The huge courtyard returned to silence.

"My husband isn't going to explain?" Suddenly, Feng Ling's voice without any emotion fell into Tang Xiao's ears.

Tang Xiao's back felt cold, and he always felt that something was not quite right.

But before she could figure it out, she heard Feng Ling say, "If your husband doesn't want to talk, then you should hurry into the room and rest."

Then Tang Xiao felt her waist tighten, and when she came back to her senses, she was dragged directly into the room by Feng Ling.

The room was a little dark, and Tang Xiao's eyes darkened for a moment.

When she regained her strength and saw everything in the room clearly, she immediately frowned.

what happened?

Why is there no one in the house...

Jiang Youyu is not here, even the woman that Li Xiao should have arranged earlier is not here, what's going on!

Tang Xiao didn't know what to do, and was just about to sneak away, but a red shadow blocked the door of the room.

"Isn't your husband uncomfortable?" Feng Ling stared at Tang Xiao with burning eyes.

Tang Xiao was so anxious that he couldn't help biting his lip.

"I'm much better... I just want to go out to get some air." At this time, she couldn't care less, and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

But who knew that Feng Ling was still blocking Tang Xiao's way, saying, "Since my husband is fine, it's not too late to go out to breathe after drinking a cup of wine."

Hearing this, Tang Xiao glanced at the wine glasses and wine on the table.

As long as he can leave here quickly, Tang Xiao doesn't care about drinking this extra glass of wine!

Thinking of this, Tang Xiao immediately turned around, grabbed the jug and filled the two wine glasses with wine.

But just as she picked up one of the wine glasses and was about to bring it to her lips, a white hand blocked her face.

"Bringing a glass of wine, that's not how you drink it." After finishing speaking, Feng Ling picked up another glass of wine.

Then she stretched her arms very naturally until they overlapped with Tang Xiao's arms, and she took a deep look at Tang Xiao.

After looking at the yaksha mask on Tang Xiao's face, Feng Ling couldn't help but twitched the corners of her lips, "With a mask on, my husband might not be able to drink."

"No--"

Before Tang's joke was finished, he suddenly felt his face lighten, and the oppressive feeling in front of him suddenly disappeared.

And her heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden——

Why is this woman's hand so fast?

She...she's not ready yet!

Tang Xiao cursed secretly, but at the same time, she was surprised to find that Feng Ling didn't seem surprised at all.

And not only was he not surprised, he even looked a little ecstatic.

Difficult...Could it be...Could it be that she misread it?

Tang Xiao once felt that his eyes might be dazzled by the tension, but the corners of Feng Ling's mouth were clearly raised, and the smile in Feng Ling's eyes was definitely not deceiving.

This woman, she—

Tang Xiao just reacted, but he didn't expect that she would be pushed directly to the wall by a strong force the next moment.

"Miss Tang is really haunted." Feng Ling opened her mouth, and her cold and harsh words directly extinguished the only fantasy in Tang Xiao's heart.

Tang Xiao immediately lowered his face, pouted his lips, and said a little dissatisfied, "I just want to come and see what a dignified generation of palace masters will look like when they marry a wife."

"Then Miss Tang sees something?"

"Heh!" Thinking of Feng Ling's enthusiastic appearance just now, Tang Xiao couldn't help feeling sour in his heart, but his face was calm, and he said even more forcefully, "Look Wake up, Palace Mistress really loves your husband very much! Your Majesty!!"

After the words fell, Feng Ling took a step closer to Tang Xiao's direction.

Tang Xiao, who had nowhere to go, could only back away.

With her back against the cold wall, she could only watch helplessly as Feng Ling approached her.

"My husband is not important to me." Feng Ling lightly exhaled on Tang Xiao's face, "If Miss Tang married me today, I would have the same reaction. It's just..."

Feng Ling's cold gaze turned warm and seductive at some point, Tang Xiao blushed suddenly and felt a little helpless.

And Feng Ling continued exasperatedly, "It's just that Miss Tang chased me closely on weekdays, but now on the day of my wedding, you actually paid homage to me in place of my husband. The mind is really thought-provoking.”

After finishing speaking, Feng Ling suddenly moved close to Tang Xiao's ear, and exhaled softly, "Could it be that Ms. Tang has some...unusual thoughts about me?"

"No!" Tang Xiao blurted out without thinking, blushing.

But such a resolute tone, under Feng Ling's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, seemed extraordinarily guilty.

Tang Xiao's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

She wanted to explain, but felt that explaining was just a cover-up, but she didn't say anything and seemed to have no confidence...

After fighting between heaven and man for a long time, Tang Xiao gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pushed Feng Ling away, and said sonorously, "If there is nothing, then there is nothing! Great Palace Master, it is better not to think wildly!"

After all, Tang Xiao didn't care too much, turned his head and ran outside the house.

But this time, Feng Ling didn't stop her, and only let Tang Xiao disappear from sight, and then the smile on her face suddenly became a little brighter and more vivid.

But before her smile gradually dissipated, a scream suddenly came from the inner garden of the palace.

Feng Ling frowned, and at this moment, she clearly heard a cry from outside the yard——

"Little prince! Little prince is dead!"