Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Xiyue blinked her eyes, watched Princess Fengjiao rushing out of the hall door in ecstasy, and then disappeared, she pursed her lips, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

Previously, I was with tomorrow, experienced life and death, and fought the battlefield together. The feeling of sharing life and death is not comparable to this kind of rouge vulgar fan.

Mo Qin turned his head to look at his little junior sister, seeing her pouting red lips and looking unhappy, he smiled immediately, thoughtfully helped her pick up some food, and asked softly.

"Little Junior Sister, what's going on, this is a banquet for you and Junior Brother."

"What about the Hongmen Banquet, can't you eat it?"

Xiyue looked at her senior brother quietly, and thought to herself, don't think that if you are handsome, labor and capital will not beat you. Look at your charming smile, it makes people feel like you deserve to be beaten.

Mo Qin touched his tall and beautiful nose with some grievances, and burst out laughing. He felt more and more interesting about this girl, and Master Yue Xianwen had disappeared for many years. How did she meet her? What exciting story happened?

Exquisite food, even if it is delivered to the mouth, it feels tasteless.

At this moment, Ah Nan pushed Ming Ri's figure and slowly appeared, shooting in like a ray of light, piercing everyone's eyes.

Fengjiao smiled shyly, leaning against tomorrow's side, Xiyue seemed to see her former self for a moment, as if she had also walked by his side.

Liu Mei frowned slightly, reached out for a glass of wine, and drank lightly.

Seeing this, the Seventh Prince next to him became more aware, thinking that he must have quarreled with Yi Zun, otherwise Xiyue would not have such an expression, so he reached out and took the wine from her hand and replaced it with tea.

"Seventh Prince, I think it's very annoying to look at your dead sister."

Gritting her teeth lightly, Xiyue buried her head in her food again as if nothing had happened. Princess Fengjiao's eyes swept towards Xiyue intentionally or unintentionally, and then swept towards some concubines and princesses, very proud .

Yi Zun never stood beside a woman, besides Murong Xiyue, that bastard woman, he was the second one.

Does this mean that I have a chance to become the wife of the doctor?

If you really marry him, not to mention having the supreme status, you can also heal your eyes, live a long life, and you don't need to marry far away with your relatives.

This is simply, great.

"Brother tomorrow, your seat is over there."

Fengjiao pointed to her princess seat, and said softly, then glared at Anan, pushed Anan away, and was about to push tomorrow to her seat, a trace of anger flashed across Anan's face, but she didn't say anything. What.

Tomorrow didn't say anything, just Fengjiao pushed her casually.

His eyes fell lightly on Xiyue, who was buried in her food. It was very good. There was Moqin on the left, and the Seventh Prince on the right. There were so many beautiful men. I don’t know how Di Shangxie endured it. Anger began to surge, so the wheelchair that was going to walk towards her stopped, and followed Princess Fengjiao's route, towards her seat.

Princess Fengjiao was overjoyed, as happy as a butterfly that just emerged from its cocoon, ordered the maidservants to lay out cushions, change tea... and a series of things, and then sat down with tomorrow.

"Brother Tomorrow, come here, this is the top of the Snow Lotus Peak that has just been soaked, and the Emperor Father specially rewarded me."