The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 42 Thrilling, the picturesque beauty comes to help
"You...Feng~Qian~Ya, I must kill you today." Xuanyuan Mochen's cold and stern roar seemed to shake the entire Shengqing Palace.

On the spot, he gathered powerful internal force with both hands, and his whole body was shrouded in silver light. His eyes froze, and he spread out his palms. The powerful internal force covering his whole body was like exploding fireworks, shooting out in all directions. hit out.

"Boom...bang..."

He only heard a few directions, and wherever the internal force went, it was a mess, and the whole room was destroyed by him.

"Bang..." Another sound was heard, and the wide red sandalwood bed collapsed, Concubine Lian, who had fainted on the bed, woke up, screamed, and was pressed under the bed.

And Feng Qianya was also thrown backwards by the impact of that powerful internal force.

She squinted her apricot eyes slightly, and shot Xuanyuan Mochen with a chilling gaze. There was no trace of fear on her beautiful face. Just when she thought she would be seriously injured this time, her waist tightened, and a white His big arms wrapped around her, held her firmly, and slowly fell to the ground while holding her horizontally.

Seeing someone catching her, Feng Qianya raised her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was a handsome and picturesque face, her black eyebrows were like crescent moons in the night sky, and she had the same light brown pupils as Xuanyuan Mochen, but this There is no coldness or chill in the eyes, but the indifferent color that seems to look down on the world in the clouds, the handsome nose bridge, the beautiful lip line, the lip color is as gorgeous as cherry blossoms, and the light smile outlined by the corners of the lips, It seems to render the whole world and melt everyone's heart, soft and beautiful like a spring breeze.

Fair-skinned and exquisitely contoured, she is dressed in a snow-white robe that is spotless, with a jade belt around her waist. She is slender and has an extraordinary temperament. Part of her black hair is tied up with a white suet hairpin, while the rest falls down and falls to her shoulders Finally, a wisp of black hair fell from his temples, adding a touch of chic and unrestrained to him.

This face was five points similar to Xuanyuan Mochen's, but their temperaments were completely different.

Xuanyuan Mochen is cold from the inside out, giving people a feeling of repelling people thousands of miles away, but his whole body exudes a soul-stirring charm and a convincing aura, especially the one made by God. The face, the coquettish eyes that can swallow everyone in the world, are extremely confusing to people's hearts.

And the man in front of him is handsome, with an uninhibited, unrestrained, and unrestrained temperament, the indifference in those eyes seems to see through everything in the world, with a dusty temperament, and the smile on the corner of his lips seems to have a kind of magical power. Warm people's hearts.

Looking at the man in front of her, Feng Qianya searched her memory, but there is no such person in her mind?

Just when she was about to ask him aloud, the man's cherry lips parted slightly, and his sexy voice was a little lazy, a little blurred, but it gave people a warm feeling, "Are you the sixth brother's newly married princess?"

Feng Qianya squinted her apricot eyes. His name is Xuanyuan Mochen's Sixth Brother, so he is... Behind Xuanyuan Mochen is the Seventh Prince, the Eighth Prince, and the Ninth Prince.

Looking at his clothes and appearance, he has a chic aura, and he doesn't have a crown. He doesn't look like a prince. She remembers that the Ninth Prince has no intention of going to court and is a happy king, so the man in front of him is the Ninth King Xuan Wang.

"Ninth Brother, what are you holding her for? Throw her out." Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes were filled with anger, and he stared sharply at Feng Qianya who was being hugged by Xuan Wang Xuanyuan Liluo, and said sharply.

(End of this chapter)