The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

It turns out that the fate of the Lord Niangniang and the Meilong Niangniang is so similar, they are misunderstood by the beloved man.

Because they are too kind, and the Queen and Shen Biyu are too vicious. Since ancient times, they have not been established.

"Master eccentric Miss II and Miss San, what is good for them, Miss is very sad every time, the lady will bring the lady to the sea to teach the young lady to dance, because no one knows here, no matter what, right, every time the lady is bullied I will sneak up here and cry."

"There was a foreign emissary visit and sent a lot of silk to the lord. The second lady was all finished. The young lady cried very sadly. The lady embroidered the piece of Juan Pai to the lady. After the embroidered Mrs. Juan Pai died, it was the wife. The last gift to the lady"

When the little potato talked about the past of the Lord, Feng Xiaoer couldn't help but feel the injustice, and there was faint anger. He himself had only a little memory of the Lord. The original Lord's past was so miserable.

The dragon on the high tree was so painful that he never knew that she had lived that life in the past. It is no wonder that the back of the girl who was crying and crying gave him a feeling of desolateness.

The small potatoes wiped their tears and looked at Feng Yuer with suspicion. They asked: "Don't these young ladies remember?"

Feng Xiaoer wants to tell the truth to the potato, but she really can't bear to let her know that the real Fengqier is dead.

Feng Yuer's unusual calmness, no smile, serious and serious opening: "The former Feng Xiaoer is dead. As soon as the sword is awake, I am not the former Feng Xiaoer, and those bad memories don't. No matter, I just need to remember the little potatoes and the mother."

Live for the Lord.

The little potato rushed over and hugged Feng Xiaoer and cried and said, "Yes, Miss just remembers the slave and the lady is enough."

Feng Xiaoer comforted the hair of the little potato. "Mother and she must be very happy now. I can fly freely in this flower sea. There is no intrigue between human beings. Sometimes, it is a relief for people to leave. Will bless us in heaven"

The little potato wiped the tears and corrected the body. "But the slave is still worried about the lady. The lady who is fighting for the war gods in Chang'an Street will soon be transferred to the palace. When the queen is willing to catch this, it will be difficult for the lady."

Feng Xiaoer gave a smile of small potatoes to peace of mind: "The ship is naturally straight to the bridge, and it is safe to come."

"Miss is worse than marrying the ten princes. The slaves think that the ten princes are very good to the young lady. The young lady will be very happy when she marries the ten kings." The small potatoes are always a heart for the phoenix.

In the age when the chicken was married with the dog and the dog, the phoenix knew that she could not escape the fate of being given one day, so she is now planning to flee.

Being said by the potato, Feng Xiaoer is more worried and will make another profit tomorrow. I can't wait for one day.

"Potato, are you so anxious to marry your lady?" Feng Xiaoer secretly decided to make a plan.

"If the lady is married to the ten princes, it will be useful for the gold and silver treasures. I don't have to go to Jiuzhonglou to tell stories. After all, the lady is a woman. It is always a bit of a lady to go to Jiuzhonglou. Not right"

"That's not the same. I used my own money to earn my own money. Miss, I don't care what others say, people are alive, the most important thing is that I am happy. I didn't do anything wrong. I am not afraid of others when I am conscience."

The little potato looked at her own lady, and she didn’t know whether the lady became good or bad. However, compared to the previously dead lady, the little potato really liked the free and cheerful lady.

"Come, potato, Miss, I teach you to dance." Feng Xiaoer took the small potato's hand and made a handsome turn, another circle.

It's beautiful here, there are no extra people, no right and wrong, you can play and laugh.

The glimmer of the setting sun shines on the two naughty girls, which lengthen their figure, they chase and run. It’s a pleasure.

Run to the flowery sea, Feng Xiaoer found a butterfly resting on the flower petals to pick up the honey. I remembered the modern TV drama of the modern Qiong Yao Auntie. The dance of the fragrant dance made the impression of Feng Xiaoer particularly impressive. At that time, the phoenix sneaked around the world, and Feng Xiaoer secretly taught herself the dance of Shannon, but at that time she was still small and she jumped around. Therefore, it was teased by Hyundai Aji.

Feng Xiaoer danced with the wind, trying to recall those TV clips, the white skirt is elegant, the posture is soft and twisted, the smart feet are twisted and twisted with the waist, and a pair of jade arms are matched with the legs. The rhythm of the jade refers to the flexible waving. For a moment, he bowed his head and smelled the flowers. He twisted the water snake like a small waist and leaned his head to tease the butterfly. The wind blew, and the black and smooth hair floated to the pink face and sticked to the milky silky skin.

The small potatoes kept applauding and screamed at the full power of the fans. "The beautiful fairy is simply a beautiful fairy. It is so beautiful. Miss is the most beautiful woman in the heart of the slave."

"Well, little potatoes, you dare to tease your lady, you are a bit fat, look at me, it’s not good to adjust your training." Feng Xiaoer stopped dancing and took the skirt and stepped forward. Go chasing small potatoes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The palm of my hand is not fast, hey, hey, hey."

The small potatoes were shocked and happy. From time to time, they turned their heads to see the distorted smile of their own lady, making them laugh and weak. Miss's expression is simply more embarrassing than the ten princes. That expression is almost as fast as the above.

The small potato slammed the laughter, and looked at the man who suddenly flew down from the tree, and the phoenix who had forgotten the pursuit plunged into the human wall that suddenly fell from the sky.

Feng Yuer’s frowning, looking up, his mouth becoming o-shaped, isn’t that a dream? How can I go to the Dragon Seven, where I am going, where I am.

Feng Xiaoer reacted and closed his mouth, looking at the dragon seven with doubts. Is it true that God keeps track of himself? How else would he know this place?

In the moment of thinking about Feng Xiaoer, Long Qi suddenly caught a mad and excited Zhang Bra, who seemed to be gentle and gentle, but his strength was terrible. Feng Xiaoer was shackled in the Dragon Seven. In the arm, the whole person is attached to the dragon seven body, and the small face is on the strong **** chest muscle of Long Qi. Through the friction of the clothes, Feng Xiaoer can feel the strong chest muscles of Long Qi.

"Why? Why did you save the king and don't admit it? You don't know how hard the king looked for you at the time." The dragon seven was almost out of control and couldn't control the trembling.

The intermittent symptoms of the dragon seven make the phoenix children crazy, what kind of wind is this bastard? Feng Xiaoer thought about pushing the chest of the dragon seven to break free, kicking on the calf of the dragon seven, and angered and asked: "Dragon seven, your ghost is on the body, what crazy?"