The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

"Get out." Feng Linxue accentuated her tone, this damn girl really has no eyesight at all, didn't you see the impatient expression on the face of that scumbag in Moye City?

Caicai got up from the ground, looked at her worriedly, bit her lip and said softly, "Yes, Miss."

The door was gently closed.

Feng Linxue was lying on the bed, not intending to get out of bed to salute Mo Yecheng at all, but just looked at him, and said in a calm tone, "My concubine greets the prince."

In the middle of the cold winter night, instead of sleeping with the beauty in his arms, what was he doing in the dilapidated cold garden?

Do you want to see how miserable and embarrassing her life is?

"Feng Linxue, you dare to give someone else the token of love that this king gave you, what should you do?"

Mo Yecheng stared at her for a moment, and anger appeared in Bingyu Mo's eyes.

Stretch out your hand and spread it slowly.

In the palm of her hand was the jade bracelet she had given to Caicai earlier in the morning.

His gorgeous and exquisite brocade robe looked out of place with the old and dilapidated furnishings in the hut.

It was as if an incomparably precious ornament was placed in a dilapidated house, abrupt and dazzling.

His handsome face is enough to attract anyone of the opposite sex, but because of his indifferent aura, people dare not approach him easily.

How did the bracelet get into his hand?

Feng Linxue was dizzy with hunger, so she counted on Caicai to take the bracelet in exchange for something to eat and keep warm.

Now it's great.

The bracelet fell into Mo Yecheng's hands.

Hope was shattered, she was full of anger, her phoenix eyes raised, and she replied angrily, "The prince can be so unfeeling to me for other women, why should I keep the things you gave me? If I didn't want to Take it for something, I’ve already smashed it.”

"Bold!"

Mo Yecheng walked to the bed in a few steps, an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, like an enraged beast, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her from the bed, raising one hand high.

Seeing that a slap was about to fall on Feng Linxue's face.

She was impartial, with a calm expression, and a smile slowly curled up on the corners of her lips, "What kind of brilliance and martial arts, what kind of heroism, it turns out that the sixth prince is just a stinky man who wants to beat his own wife. Waiting for your slap, the strength should be stronger, don't make it tickle like a sissy, or I will look down on you."

The powerful palm wind abruptly stopped only a millimeter away from her face.

Mo Yecheng's face was livid, and he pursed his lips tightly. He took a deep breath, and suddenly laughed, "So, this is your true face. Feng Linxue, in order to make this king completely trust you, you act as a After three years of drama, I almost fell for you. Anyone who deceives and betrays me will end well, and I will not let you go easily."

Feng Linxue couldn't help laughing mockingly, raised her eyebrows, and said not afraid of death, "When it comes to acting, why not the prince? Facing a woman he doesn't like but pretending to be a good model husband for three years, concubine It’s just a matter of learning.”

"Aren't you afraid of angering me and making you suffer?" Mo Yecheng suddenly couldn't understand the woman in front of him.

After sharing the same bed for three years, he thought that he knew her well enough and figured out her temper.

But the Feng Linxue in front of him made him feel strange.

It seemed that the three years of getting along with each other were all just her disguise.

"suffering?"