Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 70 The Beautiful Seventh Miss [3]

Even though she was a woman, Jin Xi was a little dumbfounded by Duan Jiaai.

"Prince Mo has a wide range of knowledge and saved Xiao Ai's life. I am extremely grateful."

Is this the man who saved her?
Duan Jiaai moved her body, only to realize that her body had shrunk a lot. It seemed that she had regained her true colors. No wonder she was amazed in the eyes of these three men.

The next moment, Jia Ai's body lightened, and her entire body was hugged by Feng Limo.

Sikong Boyi took a step closer.

"Prince Mo, Xiaoai is my fiancee, please let her go." Sikong Boyi reached out his hand to stop him.

Feng Limo raised her beautiful thick eyebrow on the right.

"If the prince refuses."

Sikong Boyi looked at him steadfastly, without saying a word.

But there was a suffocating atmosphere between the two of them.

In the confrontation between the strong and the strong, the fight is not about force or internal strength, but about eyes.

One is as cold as ice, and the other is as violent as flames.

One ice and one fire, one cold and one violent, one subdued and one exaggerated, two completely different auras intertwined.

Duan Jiaai, who was being hugged, sneered in her heart, how Sikong Boyi treated her in the past, what's the matter now.

And this Feng Limo, she definitely doesn't know him.

If it wasn't for the reason that she got out of the hospital bed, she was still weak, so why would she need to rely on other people's strength.

Jia Ai suddenly looked at Lan Qing by the door.

Feeling the strong gaze, Lan Qing turned her head, only to see her hook her finger at him.

Lan Qing looked at his master, he didn't speak, it should be agreed.

So he walked over.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, there was a body in his arms.

And the owner of that body is not Jia Ai!

His eyes are wide open, do you want to be so exciting?
Following her movements, three gazes shot over at the same time, cold ones, hot ones, angry ones...

He coughed lightly, trying to let her go, but he heard her say.

"Hold me over to eat."

Lan Qing froze in place, not daring to move.

She is the woman the master likes...

The Duan Jiaai in his hand is actually not heavy, but now Lan Qing feels that she is worth a thousand dollars.

That weight comes from his master.

"Hug it."

After Feng Limo spoke, Lan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and put him on the chair as promised.

Then, he looked at her with the corners of his eyes slightly twitching, and just started eating in such a calm manner, without paying any attention to the three powerful men present...

This is probably too arrogant.

She was the first person Lan Qing had ever met who dared to ignore Prince Mo, and she was a woman!
Lan Qing had to think in her heart, this Jurchen dares to die!
The room was silent, except for the sound of porcelain clashing, no one spoke.

Behind Duan Jiaai stood three men, the emperor of Yuechen Kingdom, the first prince of Yuechen Kingdom, Prince Xuan, and the legendary prince of Fengguo, a big country of rice and seedlings. All three pairs of eyes were on her.

But she turned a blind eye to it, as if she was enjoying her meal.

She even raised her legs!

Everyone in the room was stunned, crossing their legs, is this what a royal daughter should look like?
The emperor was stunned at first, but then smiled, thinking that Duan Jiaai was very frank.

Sikong Boyi was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile flashed across his eyes, as if he didn't dislike her with such a genuine temperament.

As for Feng Limo, his eyes were brilliant, and his deep eyes made it hard to guess what he was thinking, but from the grinning lips, it could be seen that he even liked Duan Jiaai like this.

(End of this chapter)