The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Xiaoer went back to the laundry room and lay on a blunt wooden bed. Her greed was curled up into a ball. The bed was harder than the horse shed. She didn't sleep well last night. Now she feels the warmth in bed. It is so happy.

I don't know how long I have slept, I heard a scream, and someone pushed the door in.

Feng Xiaoer’s mind is dim and wants to open his eyes and feel powerless.

The person stood for a while and looked down at her.

Feng Xiaoer’s moment is a spurt, and sleepiness is all scared away. In this way, only the ghost king.

Sure enough, the cold voice sounded: "Others are working, do you like to sleep alone here?"

Really Ghost King, he finally found the door.

Feng Xiaoer was shocked by the powerful gas field of the ghost king. His eyes opened and he sat up quickly. He explained: "No, the prince, the little body is a little uncomfortable, just rest for a while."

Longjiu mouth corner hook, ironic smile, leaned over and clamped Feng Xiaoer's chin: "Feng Yier, is there a king in your eyes?"

In the palace, and the dragon seven publicly adjust the Qing, this shame ... Long Jiu Yue wants to be more annoyed, the gas is increased, almost to crush the chin of the phoenix, the pain of the eyes of the phoenixes have tears.

Feng Yuer was pinched and hurt, and she felt very awkward. She was just lazy for a little while, and the ghost king would kill her. It must have been angered by the Dragon 7 in the morning.

It’s really killing her, can this blame her?

"Small and no eyes, naturally I can see the lord, the prince is angry when he is not moving. What is wrong with the small one, the prince wants to be so small?" Feng Xiaoer knows what to ask, is to arouse the dragon nine It’s too much for the fire, she’s enough to bear it, and she still looks for her from time to time.

"Feng Yuer, do you think about what is wrong? Um?" Long Jiu gnawed his teeth, and wanted to kill the phoenix.

Qingtian is on the top, Feng Xiaoer really feels awkward than Dou Yu.

"There is no murder and arson, the prince makes a small sleeping horse shed, and the small sleeps. The small really doesn't know what is wrong with the anger of the prince." It is only a fool.

The dragon nine sneaked a sigh of relief and made a cold cry. He said, "I don't know? In the morning, with the dragon seven, I can't figure it out in the king's house. Feng Xiaoer... You are so silvery, so no. Shoumeidao, the lady of the Tang Dynasty is actually a dang woman..."

The fragile little heart of Feng Yuer couldn’t help but be hurt. Long Jiu ugly words pierced her heart like a knife and a knife.

It turns out that Long Jiu treats her like this. In the heart of Long Jiu, she is a dang woman.

What else can she say?

Feng Xiaoer’s sorrowful death, cold and cold eyes on Shang Longji’s anger, “Wang Ye, have you seen the small initiative to stick up with the Seven Kings? Do you want to marry if you like Dragon Seven? Wang Ye?"

Long Jiuyi, I don’t think Feng Qier would ask this question.

However, as soon as he thought of the intimate contact between the dragon and the phoenix, the dragon ninety-nine was full of anger and could not hold back.

"Why do you marry the king? You have to ask yourself. Since you have married the king, you will be assigned to Anan. Don’t be afraid to attract butterflies and give the king a shame." child.

Yes, why did she marry Long Jiu?

What is it made of? Good sad reminder.

"Since the small is so unbearable in the eyes of the prince, then why does the prince not sleep?" Feng 兮 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔 倔Suppressed.

This woman, really did not put him in the eyes?

Long Jiuyin ruthlessly smiled coldly, biting his teeth and giving a touch of love. "This king said that you will regret to marry the king."

Feng Yuer’s heart pain and pain, gave birth to a trace of fear, such a dragon is like a human killer.

However, Feng Xiaoer’s reluctance did not allow her to be so weak. She insisted on the dragon’s eyes: “Unless the prince killed me, even if the prince is rectified, the small will not regret it, I will not regret my choice”

Long Jiu has a moment of horror, what makes her so persistent?

After the horror, Long Jiu returned to God and returned to coldness. He was unconsciously influenced by this woman and inadvertently entangled with her. In the past, he was not ecstatic, but whispered, but now It’s not moving...

Thinking about this, Long Jiu released Feng Xiaoer, a pair of sleeves, standing with his hands on his back, and said, "With the king to clean up the study," Long Jiu said that he was leaving.

He said that he would punish her and he would punish her.

Never be soft.

Feng Xiaoer did not dare to neglect a point, and hurriedly took a cup of tea on the table and drank it. It was a bold courage. Pull your legs and follow the dragon nine.

study.

Long Jiu ordered the phoenix phoenix to wipe the large bookcase clean. Feng Xiaoer looked at the big bookcase stuffed with various books. He wanted to die. So many books, she had to take out one book and take time out. The bookcase will then clean the bookcase, and then the book will be neatly placed.

This is clearly the purpose of her life, the red fruit.

However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Long Jiu is still on the head, and Feng Xiaoer shuts his mouth and silently starts the journey of sadness.

Long Jiuyi lazy leaned on the soft collapse to see the medical book, Feng Xiaoer took out a medical book one by one, and each book was wiped clean again. Feng Xiaoer never felt that time was so sad, every time I wiped a book I feel that I have passed a century.

Open two pages of medical books, and see those dense words, Feng Xiaoer could not help but yawn, but also dizzy and dizzy, rumors.

Occasionally, I am lazy and aim at my eyes and look at the dragon and nine. I think about whether the ghost king’s mood is better or not, let her sprinkle a child to avoid disaster, and she is willing. The most annoying thing about her phoenix is ​​her cleaning.

She would rather do rough work.

Long Jiu slowly swayed his face and looked at the eyes of the phoenix.

When I came into contact with the scorpion of Long Jiu, who was cold and seven-pointed, Feng Xiaoer knew that there was no chance. He panicked and recovered his earnest gaze, and continued to draw books to clean the cabinet.

When are so many books, when is it?

Feng Xiaoer thinks she is about to explode.

One minute and one second, the time passed between the fingers. From the beginning of the impetuous to the later habits, Feng Xiaoer slowly refused to accept it, confessed his life, and carefully wiped his medical books, and his heart was quiet.

It has always been felt that after half a century, Long Jiu finally put down his medical book and got ready to go out.

Feng Xiaoer’s big eyes were so pleasant that he hadn’t had time to speak out. Long Jiu’s side of the lips covered her lips and told her: “You continue to stay and organize the wardrobe, and you are not allowed to leave without completing the task”

Feng Xiaoer secretly greeted the 18th generation of the ancestors of Longjiu against the back of Longjiu.

Feng Xiaoer was really dizzy in his head. Looking at the large empty table, he couldn't stand the torture of the body. He thought that the ghost king didn't come back so quickly, and he sat down on the wooden chair and slept on the desk for a while.

But I don't want to lie on the table, I don't want to get up, sleepy and faintly wrap around the phoenix's reason, can't stand the fatigue, Feng Xiaoer closes the eyelids, and both eyes sleep peacefully.

Take care of it, go to sleep and say.