The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Yuer began to miss himself who was simple and ignorant. After falling in love with Hongjiu, it became more sensitive, suspicious and contradictory.

What is it made? Reincarnation is still planted in the hands of a man named Ajiu.

"I don't know Jiuye, I have loved my heart. The person I want to marry can only love me, one of me, because I only love him." Feng Xier’s bones always yearn for the pure love of one person and one person.

Long Jiu expected that Feng Xiaoer was so stubborn about love, thinking of the plan, the heart faintly began to worry, aunt, can she bear it?

Long Jiuhe went to the medical book to check the effect of the medicine on Feng's arm. Suddenly, I saw a small bag on the forehead of Feng Xiaoer. It was natural to reach out and touch it. When I read the book, Long Jiu noticed that she occasionally reached out. The forehead must have accidentally hit the wooden frame when changing clothes.

Longjiu took out a small bottle of ointment and smeared it on the small bag, so the gentle dragon nine made Feng Xiaoer feel scared, sitting quietly, and the eyeballs couldn't dare to say more.

The hand of Longjiu smeared the small bag suddenly stayed at the cheek of Feng Xiaoer, scared the phoenix child to dare not move a half, and asked: "Nine, nine, nine princes, you, what are you doing?"

Long Jiu’s fingers gently stroked the cheeks of Feng Yu’s cheeks and erased the black ink.

"The experiment is finished, there is no problem, you should rest well." Long Jiu said that he got up and packed up the medicine box and went out with the medicine box.

Feng Xiaoer took a sigh of relief and squatted on the table. Long Jiu’s sometimes stunned her was shocked and disturbed her mind. Can't stay in the Nine Kings.

I planned to return home the next morning, but Feng Xiaoer wanted to leave at the moment. In the evening, Feng Xiaoer left a message to the cook Ada, with a small potato back to the Phoenix.

Back to the familiar old backyard, Feng Xiaoer had the feeling of falling back to the roots. He fell asleep on the dilapidated wooden bed, and Feng Xiaoer’s pillow rolled, and it was really a golden nest that was not as good as his own kennel.

The flowers and plants in the backyard have been left unattended for a long time. Feng Xiaoer and the small potatoes rolled up their sleeves and sang songs to repair a large number of flowers and trees. At night, the master and the servant sat in a massage chair to watch the stars and moon. Talk about the ideals of life while talking about the gossip.

Good moments are short-lived.

When Feng Zhengde came to the backyard, he saw such a scene. He forbeared for more than half a month, and he screamed with his father’s serious tone: "Hey, as a lady of the prime minister, there is no Missy. Look, you still know to come back? A missed lady actually went to the ghost palace for more than half a month, come back and not look at the two injured sisters, how is your big sister?"

Feng Xiaoer's eyes turned to the top of the zenith. This old and undead is not to see her.

"First, I don't know what Missy's looks like. Second, here is my site. Of course I have to come back. Third, I am going to the Nine Kings for healing. Fourth, I don't have a sister. They are dead. It’s not my business. Finally, I tell you that you are not qualified to swear at me, because in my heart, you are not worthy of being jealous. You only have your two best daughters in your heart. I was almost killed by assassination. Why don’t you? Go and see me? You asked me how this big sister is? Then how is your embarrassment?"

Feng Zhengde was too angry to breathe, and he shook his beard and pointed at Feng Xiaoer: "You, you are a villain"

"Hey, don't be mad, the big sister is rebellious and anti-bone, and you will endure it. The older sister is also married. When the big sister is married, you don't have to endure the bad temper of the big sister."

Rebellious and anti-bone? Feng Xiaoer stood up and heard the sound. The person who spoke was a purple robe boy. It looked like a 13-year-old. He looked like Feng Xiaoer. He stood next to Feng Zhengde with a soft smile. Look at Feng Xiaoer.

This person is Feng Zhuoer? It is not a good thing at first glance. Feng Xiaoer’s eyes on Shang Feng Zhuo’s eyes are scornful. Feng Zhengde, the only son who never died, was spoiled from an early age, rampant, overbearing, and uninhibited. According to the grandma's family to learn some martial arts, it is more arrogant.

In addition to trying to reprimand Feng Xiaoer, Feng Zhengde came to the backyard. The most important thing was to issue an order. He said: "After five days, it is the birth of the seven princes. The emperor will hold a feast in the palace and deliberately order the husband to bring a few daughters. Now, your two sisters and three sisters have become like that, they can’t enter the palace, you must enter the palace."

Damn, the coming is coming.

Feng Yan's face is perfunctory: "Know it"

Feng Zhengde will not know the heart of Feng Xiaoer, and will threaten him and leave a serious sentence: "Don't want to flee, otherwise you will be tired of the entire prime minister's house. You will be guarding you in these few days."

I looked deeply at Feng Xiaoer before leaving. This daughter, the eyes are not seen as net.

"Hey, you go back to the room first, I haven't seen you with my eldest sister for a long time. There are a lot of words to tell the big sister." Feng Zhuoer did not follow Feng Zhengde's departure, what is the intention to stay?

Feng Zhengde nodded and warned the eyes of Feng Xiaoer. It was obvious to tell her not to bully her brother.

Feng Xiaoer’s eyes are too lazy to turn over. If it’s not for the old and old, this is the old master’s share. She must feed her old secret drug laxative, so that he can’t ask for death.

After Feng Zhengde left, Feng Xiaoer lay back on the massage chair, and leisurely and smug the melon seeds completely ignored Feng Zhuoer. "I have nothing to say to you, please come back."

What Feng Qi’s children can’t think of is that Feng Zhuo’s words are not to be said, and the silver sword that he carries with his waist is pointing to Feng Xiaoer. Unsuspecting Feng Xiaoer was shocked. The scalp is numb and you take a breath.

However, the enemy can not lose their bones in the face, not to mention Feng Zhuoer is so arrogant, Feng Xiaoer can not lose the gas field.

After Feng Yuer secretly exhaled, he calmed down and calmed down, a pair of heroic women who looked like death, sneered; "There is a species to kill, after five days, you Feng Zhuoer enters the palace on my behalf, not afraid of the emperor blame the sin, you will Despite killing"

"Oh, the big sister really thought that I dare not kill you?" Feng Zhuoer smiled femininely.

"A person like you who has no humanity can kill someone. I just don't know when I offended you. You dare to kill me. You can't live." Feng Xiaoer hated Feng Zhuoer without fear. There is no fear at the moment, only anger.

Feng Zhuoer laughed and looked up, and turned the silver sword against the neck of Feng Xiao'er into the sleeve of the waist. Said: "The whole dynasty is rumored that Miss Fengfu has changed personally since she blocked the sword for the Seven Kings. Today, I saw it."

This Feng Zhuoer is feminine, not like Feng Yu's good at camouflage, nor Fengjiao's ignorant arrogance, and this person is practicing martial arts all the year round, martial arts don't know how high, the waist is always tied with a silver sword, absolutely dangerous . You can't wait any longer.

There are still five days, on these five days, Feng Xiaoer must escape from the dynasty.

However, where is the red nine? In the ancient times when the communication was underdeveloped, how should Feng Xier go to find him and leave the dynasty? How did Red Nine find her?

Oh, it hurts your brain.