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

Chapter 9 Domineering, amazing straddle posture
"You... Feng-qian-ya, you are presumptuous!" Xuanyuan Mochen's big white hand angrily pulled out the red silk brocade shoe that was stuffed into his mouth, and roared, his seductive light brown eyes rolled With raging anger, the terrifying cold eyes seemed to shoot Feng Qianya through and shatter.

Suddenly, with a wave of Xuanyuan Mochen's robe, a strong internal force shot out, and there was only a "bang", and the entire luxurious carriage exploded "coaxingly" as if it had been thrown with explosives, and the red silk brocade The flower shoes flew out of the carriage with a "swoosh" and hit someone in the crowd on the forehead.

"what……"

"what……"

The people outside the carriage were hit by this strong internal force and flew several meters away screaming, especially Xi Niang, who was standing closest, was the most injured, flying more than a few meters away, and fainted when she landed past.

The uninjured people outside the carriage immediately backed away, widened their eyes, and looked at the bride-to-be who was still sitting in the carriage with a look of horror and disbelief.

Because the carriage was blown away by the powerful internal force, it was now completely bare on all sides. Xuanyuan Mochen and Feng Qianya, the two most famous people in the imperial city, had those two faces that were all over the country and the city exposed in a very high-profile way. in front of everyone.

Especially at this moment, the posture of the two of them was so ambiguous. Feng Qianya was sitting on Xuanyuan Mochen's lap, her slender jade-like hands were hooked around his neck. Everyone was in an uproar at this passionate scene.

"My lord... my lord... are you alright?" Feng Ying, one of Xuanyuan Mochen's four shadow guards, was asking the question. The prince who is calm in everything he encounters, why is he so impatient this time?This new concubine's ability is really outstanding, and it can make their prince so angry.

Looking at the postures of their prince and the new princess, could it be that their prince can't wait for the bridal chamber?
Fengying's indifferent and handsome face turned red a bit.

Tong'er, Feng Qianya's close maid, stared wide-eyed, opened her mouth so wide that she couldn't close it, blushed, and looked at her young lady in disbelief. This posture was too... too much.

Her young lady has completely become another person.

Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish light brown phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes shot straight at Feng Qianya's face like a sharp sword, wishing to pierce her delicate jade-like skin, his big white hands ruthlessly strangled her slender waist, her crimson and coquettish thin lips set off a bloodthirsty arc.

"Feng~qian~ya~" With the roar of each word, his big palms were also retracted bit by bit.

There was severe pain from her waist, and Feng Qianya felt that her small waist was about to be strangled by Xuanyuan Mochen.

When she raised her eyes, she met those eyes that were cold enough to freeze to death, and the murderous aura contained in them seemed to destroy the whole world.

The people who had already retreated three feet away heard Xuanyuan Mochen's cold voice and the cold aura emanating from his body, they were all terrified, and retreated three feet away, watching this scene that shocked them from afar , guessing how the plot will develop next.

Just when everyone thought that a life would be killed, Feng Qianya had a gorgeous smile on her lips, she closed her eyes, her beautiful face was full of tenderness, and those pink lips were unceremoniously pasted on the on Xuanyuan Mochen's lips.

"Wow..."

Everyone was stunned again, and there was an uproar.

(End of this chapter)