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

Chapter 59 Go away, don't hinder me

Xuanyuan Liluo was laughing loudly, and suddenly, with a "bang", the door of the room was knocked down by a powerful internal force, making a loud noise.

Xuanyuan Liluo stopped laughing and turned their heads together with Feng Qianya, and saw Xuanyuan Mochen, who was exuding a terrifying hostility around him, and Xuanyuan Mochen, whose phoenix eyes were burning with raging anger, appeared in a wheelchair at the door of the room.

"Sixth brother..."

Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes that were burning with anger fell on the bed. On the ground, his light brown pupils suddenly tightened, surging with cruelty, his big white hands suddenly closed, veins burst out on the back of his hands, he roared in extreme anger : "Feng~qian~ya~ what are you doing?"

Compared to Xuanyuan Mochen's extreme anger, Feng Qianya's expression was extremely flat. She raised her crescent eyebrows slightly, squinted at Xuanyuan Mochen, and gave him the look of an idiot, with a coquettish smile on her lips, " Baby, can't you see? We're having sex."

"Baby...baby..." Hearing Feng Qianya's address, the corners of Xuanyuan Liluo's lips twitched uncontrollably.

what did she say?Love between men and women?Isn't she mad at his sixth brother?

Xuanyuan Mochen's big white hands were clenched and rattled, wishing to crush his silver teeth, he roared angrily: "Feng Qianya, you...you dare to be so presumptuous, believe it or not, this king will divorce you immediately!" ?”

Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, and smiled softly, "Please go back and write the divorce letter quickly, don't come here to hinder our enjoyment."

Seeing that his Sixth Brother's face turned green with anger, Xuanyuan Liluo immediately got up, walked quickly to Xuanyuan Mochen, looked at him and said, "Sixth Brother, don't get angry, Sixth Sister-in-law and I are innocent. Palace to see Father Emperor."

After Xuanyuan Liluo finished speaking, he left straight away. A man who knows the current affairs is a gentleman, and he didn't want to stay to anger his fiery sixth brother, so as not to cause a bloodbath.

His sixth sister-in-law is really tough to the extreme.

Seeing his ninth younger brother leave, Xuanyuan Mochen turned his wheelchair into the room. He gathered his inner strength, his cold eyes burning with anger, and stared at Feng Qianya fiercely. His voice was cold without a trace of warmth, "Feng Qian Ya, this king really wants to chop you to death..."

Speaking of this, the anger in his eyes subsided a lot, and it became darker. He looked into her clear apricot eyes, and said in a cold tone with a trace of helplessness, "But this king can't do anything."

After finishing the words, he put his big white hands on the armrest, turned the wheelchair and went out of the room.

When he reached the door of the room, he stopped, and his cold voice lowered a few decibels, mixed with a touch of tenderness, "Fashion as soon as possible, don't embarrass me for tonight's dinner."

Seeing his sudden change, Feng Qianya's brain didn't react for a while, she narrowed her almond eyes slightly, and watched his figure slowly disappear at the door of the room.

But soon, she regained her senses and saw Tong'er coming in from the door with her dress in her arms, followed by a few servant girls.

"Miss, my lord asked the servants to wash and change your clothes for you, and you are going to the palace to have a banquet tonight."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, got off the bed, and accepted the service of Tong'er and the others.

At night, Xuanyuan Mochen entered the palace without waiting for Feng Qianya.

Feng Qianya then entered the palace together with Fengying.

Tonight's dinner is considered a family banquet, and it is for Xuanyuan Liluo who has been away for a long time.

Those who came to the dinner were all high-ranking officials and their families. This time it was not a big palace banquet, and the number of people was not large. The total number of people was only 200.

(End of this chapter)