Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 151 The Covenant of the Cold Palace, Moonlight Assassin (3)

She wanted to struggle, but before she struggled to escape, Mo Yu had to remind her: "Your Majesty! Don't be weak, don't be merciful—what the eldest princess has done is a thousand times more vicious than you! Will drive myself to a dead end..."

Fei Tian doesn't want to hear this...

Both Shi Ya and Mo Jia have told her what he said, they blamed her for being weak and incompetent, and blamed her for being submissive in front of Yu Yuntian.

She didn't want to do this either: but... none of them knew her situation!
She is not the "Yu Feitian" here, she is just an unlucky time-traveling girl, she wants to go home, and she doesn't want to sink into the palace and play tricks and palace fights.She doesn't have that qualification, she doesn't belong here, there is no reason for her to miss and stay here.

Everything here, nothing belongs to her, why should she compete with Yu Yuntian for the throne here?Even her male concubine... belonged to Yu Yuntian.

"Mo Yu hopes that His Majesty will be the one who takes me out of the cold palace in the future! Even for Mo Yu...Please protect and take care of yourself..."

"I don't want to hear this—" Fei Tian ruthlessly shook off his hand.

At that moment, she came into contact with the hurt look in his eyes.

She avoided it in a hurry, turned around and left in a hurry——

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After returning to the bedroom, Fei Tian sat alone facing the bronze mirror...

The sky outside the window gradually darkened.

No candles were lit in the bedroom, facing the moonlight outside the window, Feitian saw herself in the bronze mirror: embarrassed, haggard... She didn't look like a queen at all. In her opinion, Yuyuntian's The momentum is worthy of the queen's throne.

She is just a very simple girl, she doesn't need too dazzling light.

No need...and no qualifications.

Fei Tian stretched out her hand, and took off the hairpin and ornaments on her head. Her black hair was hanging behind her back. She got up and took off the cumbersome royal robe. She was wearing simple unlined clothing. The service is not decorated with too many gems.

(End of this chapter)