The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

On the fourth day after the injury, the things that the Dragon Seven had lost were finally visited.

Feng Xiaoer was lying on a massage chair and basking in the sun and licking the seeds. As a result, the small potato rushed to tell her: "Miss, the seven kings finally came to see you."

Looking at the excited little appearance of the potato, Feng Xiaoer tapped her head: "Why, what about the wolf-hearted dog, come to see me, are you so happy?"

The potato grin is a little wronged: "Not a lady, that is, it is... better than not coming."

Feng Xiaoer broke into the room and turned himself into a flower. The small face that had been dumped in the country turned into a clown, and Feng Xiaoer nodded and lay back on the bed.

Little potato is puzzled: "Small, miss, what are you doing?"

Feng Xiaoer squinted, naughty smile: "This day is too monotonous, let's play with them, cough, small potatoes, what do you want to do, I just want to cooperate with me, you are now Go out to meet the Dragon Seven"

The little potato looked at her own unhappy smile, and immediately realized that after a few days, the potato had changed her own lady. Immediately, I gave a contrasting smile to my own lady and squatted out to meet the seven kings.

Feng Xiaoer squinted and looked at the small potatoes with a white man in the door.

This **** thing is Dragon Seven? I wasted such a good temperament, because it was half-squatting, Feng Xiaoer looked blurry, but only one look, giving people the feeling of being as graceful and graceful as a fairy.

Long Qi did not speak, just stared at Feng Xiaoer, Feng Xiaoer felt uncomfortable, so he opened his lazy eyes and saw the Dragon Seven.

She is tall and thin, wearing a white robes and white robes, a jade on her waist, white boots in her boots, a dragon on her boots, and a simple dress that reveals an unparalleled royal luxury.

Look at his face, exquisite and profound facial features, Jianmei next double-screen silkworm Danfeng eyes burning, black and white distinct eyeballs revealing infinite affection, almost perfect high nose, a pair of **** thin lips slightly squatting, seemingly unhappy . It is like indifference.

Three thousand black hairs are all tied up, covered with a simple golden hoop, and long hair naturally hangs in the back of the head, so that a beautiful man. I used to watch TV and always felt that the men in ancient times were particularly good-looking. When I saw each other, I realized that the beauty is unspeakable.

Temperament is something that can't be imitated. Feng Xiaoer feels that this Dragon Seven is called the first beautiful man of the Tianlong Dynasty. It is not unreasonable.

Just thinking of the taste of Dragon Seven, Feng Xiaoer only felt ironic, only a vulgar prince of empty shells.

Feng Xiaoer got out of bed and gave the dragon seven rituals. He arched his body against the dragon seven and excitedly said: "Wang... Wangye auspicious" said that he would fall down after the work, and Long Qi reached out and held her, Feng Xiaoer In the dragon seven arms, the prank of the mischief blinked, looked up at the dragon seven smiles, the classic like a flower, spit out a sentence: "Thank you... Wang Ye"

Looking at the dragon's constipation, Feng Xiaoer can't wait to shake all the rouge gouache on his face.

Long Qiyi’s face was stunned, gently erecting Feng Xiao’er, clenching his fist in the corner of his mouth and coughing and coughing, saying: “Missy is hurt, or lying down better”

Feng Xiaoer suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to sneeze. The dragon looked at it and the face was wrinkled. The neck stretched away from the distance with Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer’s mouth smirked and reached out and rubbed his nose. He said, “The injury of the child is almost as good... ah, ah...ha...”.

The face turned by Long Qi was sprayed with a face of slobber. Feng Xiaoer took up his sleeve and helped him wipe it. The dragon seven-five officer was cracked, and his hand quickly stopped the action of Feng Xiaoer, and finally shouted loudly: "enough"

Feng Xiaoer is like a grievanced little wife who is scared, and her low eyebrows bite her lips and tears.

Long Qi realized that his rudeness, his fingers clenched his fists in the corners of his mouth and coughed softly, and opened the distance between each other. The cold opening: "Feng Yuer, this king is coming this time, telling you, even if you save The king, the king will not marry you."

Feng Xiaoer’s low eyebrows pretend to cry. Oh, Dragon Seven, the old lady wants this effect.

"I am very grateful to you for your life, but you are another thing. I hope that Missy will not do such a stupid thing in the future. Since you are fine, the king will leave." I don’t even look at Feng Xiaoer’s eyes.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the back of Long Qi and sneered in his heart.

After the Dragon Seven left, his emperor Laozi actually went to visit. When the emperor’s old man entered the dilapidated courtyard of Feng Biao’er, his face was extremely unattractive, and in front of her face, he yelled at the Lord’s cheaper old man: “I’ve heard of the cold lady, but I didn’t expect it to be so excessive. Miss Fu, actually lives in a place where people are not as good as this..."

The old man panicked, but he only defended himself a lot. Feng Xiaoer secretly turned his eyes, and his heart kept urging the emperor's old man to hurry. The emperor's old man chatted and asked her two words, and Feng Xiao's face had to be reconciled. Just a few words perfunctory.

When he left, he still lost a pound of blockbuster. The emperor smiled and said: "Miss Feng Da can save her body and see the love of Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi and Miss Da are the best couples in the world. For your marriage, Missy is waiting for the good news."

It’s just a coincidence, it’s getting more and more confused. All the camouflage is in vain.

It can also be seen that the emperor's old man is really sad and loves the dragon seven.

After the emperor’s old man left, the cheap old man gave Feng Xiaoer a doctor to open a good medicine and changed a decent room. However, Feng Xiaoer said that he was used to moving, and the backyard she lived was dilapidated. But fortunately, it is quiet and remote, suitable for her to climb the wall later, she will not move.

There is no way for the cheap old man. He just ordered the next person to add some new furniture to her courtyard. The broken table was replaced with a new one, and the wooden bed was also added with a soft couch. However, Feng Xiaoer feels extremely ironic, and there are still some bits and pieces of memory in her head.

As a big lady of the prime minister's house, the Lord is not as good as the next person. Her mother died early, and she is weak and timid. Other brothers and sisters love to bully her. It is common practice to insult and injure people. There is a small potato, the eager hoe, the Lord does not know how many times to die.

Feng Yuer does not love to avenge, but those who bully the Lord, she will not stop.

After all, she still wants to let those people taste the feeling of being bullied.

Come to the Japanese party, wait. Feng Xiaoer gnashed his teeth.

Feng Yu Xiang Fu, the magnificent and magnificent Jasper Pavilion.

The second lady, Shen Biyu, was so distorted that her face was distorted. She was so angry that she waved the teacup on the table and gnawed her mouth. "I didn’t expect that the little monk was still very big. I couldn’t die for a few times. Saved the Dragon Seven, won the empress of the emperor, actually let the monk make it awkward"

Feng Xiaoer did not explain: "Mother, this is also unpaid, the emperor will definitely let the seven kings smash the phoenix, then I can not be a prince?"