famous concubine

Chapter 913 Bad news (4)
However, now Yang Xi doesn't think about her own identity, and doesn't look at what occasion it is today; she dares to mock the Crown Princess in front of her, if she wants to find it unhappy, don't blame others for not stopping her.

Dongfang Yu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then suddenly looked at Yang Xi with a faint smile, his brows were sad with a hint of joy.

"Madam Yang is really caring; when caring for His Royal Highness, she did not forget to greet Mo Bai; but, Madam Yang, I think that while you care for others, you should also take good care of yourself; especially take care of your body, After all, you are different now than usual."

Speaking in the Oriental language, his eyes lightly passed over Yang Xi's abdomen, and then condensed on it.

The Crown Princess didn't care about the conversation between the two of them at first; but Dongfang Yu's gaze was fixed, and it lasted for a certain period of time; such strange eyes, coupled with the cryptic tone just now; the Crown Princess immediately felt suspicious, and secretly He muttered: Yang Xi, a bastard, occupies the crown prince almost every night, could she be pregnant?
If this is true, she is determined not to let this bitch...

Yang Xi inexplicably received the dark and cold gaze from the Crown Princess, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes were timid, and she couldn't help shrinking her eyes.

Immediately, she seemed to have figured something out, and her complexion changed slightly, turning a little blue and a little white.

Dongfang Yu glanced lightly at the two women whose eyes were fighting, and left his seat leisurely, Shi Shiran walked out of the side hall.

From today, two seeds of doubt have been planted in the princess's heart; many people will be busy in the future.

At the very least, she will also find ways to make people unhappy who have made her unhappy.

Dongfangyu Shi Shiran walked out of the side hall and walked out aimlessly.

Feeling a little depressed in my heart, I was thinking that the emperor passed away, but I didn't see Feng Yu rushing back; I really don't know where that proud and clean-loving guy has been hiding for the past few months; it stands to reason that the news of the national funeral should be Dong Sheng All the people in the country know about it.

Feng Yu hasn't appeared yet; there are only two possibilities, one is that he hides somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests; the news is closed, and he doesn't know about it yet; the other is that he knows the news; but the journey is far away, and he won't be able to come back soon .

However, in three days, the emperor will be buried; if he can't make it back by then, I'm afraid that in the future...

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu couldn't help frowning, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Feng Yu has no news; even Duan Xiling, who went after Feng Yu, has no news; I really don't know where these two people are at present.

After the emperor's burial, it's time to hold the new emperor's enthronement ceremony; and after the ceremony, the first thing Fengluo will do is probably to take the Leng and Nian clans first.

The Oriental language is getting a little irritating, and it will be exhausted once it is done; let alone a generation of emperors; I don’t know how many people will be sacrificed under this power change; among these people, there may be people she cares about; this is her worried.

She walked in the corridor with her head depressed all the way, her mind was in a trance and she didn't pay attention to the movement in front of her. Suddenly there was a light breeze blowing by her side, and a faint breath suddenly came from her nose.

"Xiaoyu, long time no see; you are still as outstanding as before; even more beautiful than before." Light tone, deep voice.

Dongfang Yu suddenly raised his head, and the tip of his nose almost hit the solid chest of the visitor.

She raised her eyebrows in displeasure, and immediately stepped back two steps to distance herself from him.

She squinted her eyes, looked at the handsome man in front of her lightly, and met his treacherous eyes without avoiding, "His Royal Highness, please respect yourself."

"Self-respect? Am I not self-respectful enough?" Fengluo pursed her lips, her brows were half-smiling, and there was a bit of intriguing burning in the flickering light, "I'm just saying hello to you; seeing you beautiful, I still miss you , how about you? Do you miss the time we spent together in Happy Valley?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu's eyes turned cold.

"I think His Royal Highness must have been too sad and exhausted recently, so he started talking nonsense here; how about this, the Crown Princess and the wives of your house are resting in the front hall; if you are really too Tired, I don't mind asking them to come and serve you for you."

"Xiaoyu, is there anything I can't compare to him?" Feng Luo ignored her threat, but stubbornly blocked her way, "Look, although I can't give you the only one; In my heart, you are always the only one; moreover, I can't give you the only one; but I can give you the whole world; are you really not tempted at all?"

Dongfang Yu frowned, not only his bright eyes shone coldly, but also his pretty face was faintly cold.

"His Royal Highness, now that the late emperor has not been buried, even if you don't respect others, please respect yourself."

After she finished speaking, she didn't care whether Feng Luo insisted on standing in front of her to stop her; she suddenly turned around and walked towards the side hall.

Unexpectedly, Feng Luo didn't know why she was going crazy; even with a flick of her clothes, he flew in front of her to stop her again, and this time, he opened his arms presumptuously, trapping her firmly between himself and the wall between.

The faint bitter apricot apricot breath on his body was sandwiched with a bit of luxurious Tumi, forcing him to come over forcefully again.

Dongfangyu was trapped by him and had no way out; he had to grind his teeth in great depression.

Did this bastard think that he is the prince, and he will get whatever he wants.

Does this bastard also think in his heart that what he can't get is the best.

Her new marriage was almost ruined by this bastard; she actually used that woman Yang Xi as a subcontractor.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu felt angry.

"Fengluo!" She suddenly raised her head, gritted her teeth and met his gaze, and didn't care whether her sudden forceful action would bump her nose, "You'd better get out of the way immediately, if you annoy me, I don't care Whether it's your prince or the emperor, I still won't be polite to you."

Feng Luo looked at her slightly flushed face due to anger, and suddenly felt inexplicable joy in her heart.

When he accidentally saw her coming just now, he was instantly amazed that she was more radiant and beautiful than before; how could such a beautiful woman not belong to him.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fell on her ups and downs, and his breathing became a little heavy; he couldn't hear her voice; he only saw her seductive red lips slightly opened and closed; he was thinking, what should the smell on it be? How fragrant and wonderful; is it soft and mellow, sweet as spring.

He suddenly supported her shoulders and pressed her against him; and the thin lips that were full of tea were slightly cool, and they were about to print on her seductive red lips exuding a fragrant smell.

Dongfang Yu tilted her head and avoided his lip marks at the last moment; she gritted her teeth in secret, suddenly lifted her right knee, and hit a certain important part of him with all her strength; at the same time, she lay across the two The right hand in the middle, which was separated from the skin-to-skin contact distance, also moved slightly, and the ring between her index fingers emitted a small silver needle at the same time as the wind was on top of her knee.

(End of this chapter)