Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

"What are you still doing in a daze, don't hurry up and change the clothes of the prince, the servant girl is going to prepare another bowl.
When leaving, from the corner of the eye, he cast a deep glance at Lu Nuan, who looked terrified and uneasy, and his red lips twitched slightly.

Feng Xiliang watched Hong Ling's leaving figure carefully, without any disturbance on her seductive face.

Putting on her clothes, she couldn't help being a little angry, and looked sharply at Lu Nuan, who was constantly trembling. This woman really has a lot of skills, and she roared: "Get out of here, my lord."

The soldiers' hearts sank, and they walked out one after another. [

There was a suffocating air-conditioning in the room.

Feng Xiliang approached Lu Nuan step by step, her pupils tightened, and she pinched Lu Nuan's cheek viciously. The tall figure had a huge sense of oppression, and her face suddenly became gloomy, and said in a low voice: "Who gave you the courage to get into this king's bed?" inside."

Lu Nuan lightly raised her head, and looked at Feng Xiliang with aggrieved eyes, a trace of panic flickered in her clear eyes, but on the contrary, there were bursts of ridicule in her heart.

"My lord... last night, I fell victim to you..." She couldn't speak anymore, her voice was trembling, her eyes were filled with tears and grievances.

Hearing this, Feng Xiliang's eyes were dark, she stared at Lu Nuan's eyes very gloomyly, and her hoarse voice was full of threats, "You lowly woman, do you think this king drinks and doesn't know anything? Your acting skills are really good, you I thought this king would give you the position of princess."

"My lord, the slave family is already yours, does the lord want to turn his face and deny him?" Lu Nuan curled up, feeling very flustered, could it be that this step was wrong.

Feng Xiliang snorted twice, stood up slowly, and looked at Lu Nuan with a frightened face from the corner of her eye: "Well, I will make you happy." Rubbing her messy long hair, she walked towards the outside of the palace, Just as Lu Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, several men with hideous faces came outside the palace.

She struggled in fear and anxiety: "You...what are you going to do...."

Then a few rough men dragged her off the bed rudely, and a few heart-shattering and wretched faces appeared in their eyes.

Heart-piercing cries continued to be heard from inside the tent——

Hearing the begging voice inside, the corners of Hong Ling's mouth couldn't help but curled into a smile, what a fool, thinking that if she climbed into the prince's bed, the prince would be yours.

Ignoring the shouts inside, Hong Ling turned around and came to Feng Xiliang, seeing him dressed in purple, looking extremely evil and charming.

Those eyes are even more convincing.

"My lord, this bastard doesn't need you to be so angry, lest the anger ruin your body."

Feng Xiliang turned around, looked at the seductive Hong Ling in front of her, and asked slowly: "Father is seriously ill, you are not in the palace, what are you doing out here?"

"My lord, this servant came out of the palace when I heard that you were injured."

Hong Ling knew that in front of Feng Xiliang, she couldn't be too coquettish, and she couldn't be too charming. When he wanted you, he wanted his mood.

Now that the prince is in such a bad mood, she dare not talk nonsense.

"One more time, you don't want to appear in front of this king." [

Turning around, leaving Hong Ling with a ruthless back, she looked up at the sky.

Stretching out his hand to touch his chest slowly, there was a scar on it, but his heart was extremely painful, because his heart wanted a woman very much.

He didn't even know whether it was pain or heartache. For a ruthless person like him, it was a torture.

At this moment, he was still thinking that she would become his princess, his queen.