The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

What does she want to say? Long Jiuyu’s suspicious observation of Feng Xiaoer’s eyes, glimpsed the sorrow of her eyebrows, which was originally lively and lovely.

The smile is a touch of helplessness. There seems to be a lot of hardships?

"This king is not Missy, and Missy does not have to say this to the king." Long Jiu said indifferently and indifferently, he couldn’t release the picture of the love dragon in the moment before Feng Huan’s child, and this time he defended himself. .

Born paranoid.

Feng Yan's heart is like a needle stick, and I know the indifference of Long Jiu, but I don't know why it is always uncomfortable. I don't know why I want to tell these things to Long Jiu.

Feng Xiao's sensitive and fragile soul was attacked. The mood of the troubles suddenly fell into the bottom of the valley. I didn't know where the courage came from. It was like the indifference of Long Jiu: "Nine Kings are right, Nine Kings are not my people, so I don't have to care about my life and death. I am well gone, no need to trouble the nine princes..."

Feng Xiaoer didn't want to owe Long Jiu too many people's feelings. Long Jiu saved her many times, but she was always so cold and hot, Feng Xiaoer hated to guess, sometimes I couldn't understand where I did it. Not good, it made Longji angry.

Don't think that he can be a temper when he is a prince. Her phoenix is ​​also a big lady, she also has a temper.

Feng Xiaoer said that she would get out of bed. Long Jiu grabbed her arm and held down the body of Feng Yuer, and asked in a hegemonic and authoritarian tone: "Are you angry with this king?"

The fragile soul of Feng Yuer’s being hurt by the scorpion was asked by Long Jiu, and his heart was even wronged. He barely looked at Long Jiu and looked angry. He said: "I am not a nine-grandfather, who dares? Angry with the nine princes?"

The dragon and the nine pair squatted, this girl also dared to play with his temper? The person who is angry is his. Obviously she did something that made him unhappy. The five fingers of Long Jiu’s slender pinched Feng’s chin and straightened her head, forcing her to look directly at herself.

Feng Xiaoer felt that he was not respected, his face was red, and his big eyes were wide-eyed, and he looked directly at Longjiu. He was dissatisfied with the breath, and a pair of eyes were filled with warm anger.

"If the nine princes hate me so much, don't save me..." Feng Xiaoer was three-pointed and seven-pointed. Long Jiu’s medical skills are the best in the dynasty. If it’s not Long Ji’s timely treatment of her arm, I’m afraid it’s hard to escape.

You can't forget this.

Long nine noses whispered, cold and faint said: "This king said, save you, but it is your mother's love to save the grandmother's life."

Feng Xiaoer’s temper came up, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He licked his teeth and grinned, and smashed the shackles of the dragon’s fingers. He said: “The grace of the nine princes has long been returned, so the nine princes don’t have to My life is dead, I have to go back to the government, no need to trouble the nine lords..."

Feng Qier’s reluctance is quite strong, and he has to get rid of the tightening of Longjiu, and the dragon’s strength is amazing. He holds the feet of Feng’s children with both hands and pushes Feng Xiaoer into the bed against the wall. Through the mask, almost the face will be put on the face, the dragon nine curled up the corner of the mouth, cold and evil charm: "Do you think that the nine kings are the places you want to come and want to go?"

Feng Xiaoer was blushing and blushing by Long Jiu’s hegemony, squinting and screaming, gnashing his teeth: "Long Jiu, you are not reasonable, can you still imprison me?"

Long Jiu provoked the domineering arc and said, "Yes, how can you?"

Feng Xiaoer remembered that Long Jiu was assassinated and cut the head of the killer and gave it to the Queen. The heart was shocked and gently beaten, but still refused to accept the chin to squint Longji. "Long Jiu, you rogue , bastard"

This is the first time Feng Xiaoer dared to talk to Long Jiu. This kid, she has been holding him for a long time.

Long Jiuyi was so arrogant and cold, and the people of Jiuzhonglou were always respectful to him. Even Feilin Shu also respected him. Who would dare to talk to him like this?

Dragon Nine is not annoyed. He knows that Feng Xiaoer was originally a free-spirited person, and there is a kind of happy joy in his heart. Every time Long Qiu sees Feng Xiaoer and Long Qi, he will always be inexplicably angry. I feel like they are like a playful lover. I think that Feng Xiaoer and his own politeness will not be able to compare.

However, as long as I think of Feng Xiaoer’s affectionately speaking to the Dragon Seven, I love you three words, Long Jiu’s heart is cold to the bottom of the valley, his face flashes over the haze, and once again, he pinches the chin of Feng’s child, tall and tall. Before the body was bullied, the figure shrouded the light. Feng Xiaoer only felt that the moment was eclipsed. The stubborn heart suddenly became a little bit of fear. The mood of Long Jiu was exactly the same as that of Hong Jiu, which made her fear.

Feng Yi's reluctant atrium instantly softened, but the face was strong and calm, glaring at each other: "Long Jiu, you let me go."

The face was flushed, the peach pollen cheeks, and even she was angry. She was so irritated and taught him to be annoyed. Long Jiu tried to restrain the urge to tell the truth to Feng Xiaoer in the heart. It turned out that loving someone is actually This kind of feeling can not help but involuntarily.

"Are you afraid of this king?" Long Jiu separated the mask, and the cold and dark scorpion sharply stared at Feng Xiaoer, trying to see her through.

The phoenix 兮 口 mouth is the heart of the road: "Nine princes are not flood beasts, what am I afraid of?"

Her stubborn and straightforward face betrayed her words, obviously afraid of him, why not admit it? Long Jiu chilling, thinking that Feng Xiaoer and the world like him as a ghost king like rejection and fear.

Long Jiu does not care how the world views him. He only cares about how Feng Xiaoer views him.

Because she is his only one.

"This king is not a wild beast. This king is a ghost king who is more horrible than a wild beast. He is obviously afraid of the king. Why don't he admit it?" Long Jiu's imposing manner, sensitive minds repeatedly paranoid, is about to ask Feng Yan's heart.

Feng Xiaoer only felt that the heart was wronged, the original was misinterpreted, and the face was blushing. Yizheng said: "If I am really afraid of the ghost king, I will not say that on the day of the release of the ninth king. The nine princes are cold to me. Suddenly, I just don’t know what I’m doing wrong will make the Nine Kings unhappy...”

Long Jiu suddenly had a meal, remembering that on the day of the ban, Feng Xiaoer ignored the people, boldly made justice for the uncle, and said those words for him. He thought so, he never really trusted her.

And Feng Xier loves him with another identity, and he will not ask him too much. He obviously wants to know that he really wants to know him, but he still resists it, and he, Feng Xiaoer told him about the things he crossed. He didn't even trust her...

Long Jiu looked at Feng Xiao's little red face. Auntie is a straight white man. Anything will be on his face. She won't deceive him.

After doubts, he became dubious and once again believed that Long Jiu finally chose to believe in Feng Xiaoer, only because Auntie was a sincere person. He felt deeply when he was with her as a red nine.

Long Jiu released the five fingers of Feng Xiaoer's chin and saw that her white chin was pinched by him. The chilly heart suddenly became soft, but it was also stubborn. Don't say a good or comforting word. Child, just a cold statement: "You have not done anything wrong, but the king has always been so moody, late at night, you are weak, not suitable for returning home, rest"