The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 53
Knowing that the two sisters are deeply in love with each other, Lin Biao deliberately put on a stern face: "Wanwan, don't be rude. If you want to call me Empress Lanfei, why do you still have a big sister? It doesn't matter if it's big or small."

Regarding Lin Biao's reprimand, Lin Wanwan had no choice but to bless her lower body and said, "Wanwan knows."

Then she followed the servant girl through the side hall to the front yard, where Feng Zhirou was anxiously waiting in the hall.

Seeing Lin Wanwan coming out, she hastily greeted her: "Sister Lin, you have come out to see me, I thought you ignored me."

Lin Wanwan held the incense fan in her hand, swayed it gently, and sat down on the chair without letting Feng Zhirou touch the corner of her clothes.

She looked haughty, her tone was full of disdain, she cast a pair of phoenix eyes impatiently at Feng Zhirou, and said quietly: "You still dare to come to me, are you afraid that I will break your leg?"

Feng Zhirou stood at the same spot with a slightly embarrassed expression, she didn't expect that Lin Wanwan would turn her back when she said she would turn her back, thinking that when the head of the family was in Xu's hands, she didn't take less advantage.

Having said that, after all, today is different from the past, not to mention that only Lin Wanwan can control Feng Wuxie.

Even though she got a bad nose, she still forced a smile on her face, and said coquettishly: "Sister, you are joking, don't scare me, I am timid."

How could Lin Wanwan really break her leg? She said these things just to scare her, but when she saw that she was subdued, her face softened.

He picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and said impatiently: "Tell me, what is it?"

Concubine Lan went back to her natal family today, but there were many ministers rushing to curry favor with her.

How could a Feng Zhirou catch her eyes?
"Sister, do you still remember the man we met in the restaurant last time?" Feng Zhirou took a step in front of Lin Wanwan, and said mysteriously.

As soon as that man was mentioned, Lin Wanwan's little face turned crimson, and her eyes couldn't help being nympho. Such a handsome and refined man, not to mention Yunyang City, even the entire Western Chu Kingdom.

However, I don't even know the other person's name.

A good marriage just passed by like this, all this is thanks to this Feng Zhirou.

The coldness in Lin Wanwan's eyes made Feng Zhirou's expression tremble, and she didn't know which sentence she said wrong to dissatisfy the eldest lady.

"You have a clue about that young master?" Lin Wanwan seemed to have figured it out in an instant. Could it be that Feng Zhirou knew that she had offended her, so she came to deliver the letter to herself?

She grabbed Feng Zhirou's wrist and asked impatiently, "Tell me quickly, who is that young master's name and where does he live? Is he married?"

Feng Zhirou was taken aback by Lin Wanwan's expression, and immediately realized that what she told herself were two people.

Taking a cautious look at Lin Wanwan, she said weakly, "Sister, where are you going? The son I'm talking about is not your son, but Feng Wuxie who made us look bad."

"What? Feng Wuxie?" Lin Wanwan suddenly stood up from her seat, her dream was shattered, but she heard even more explosive news.

It is said that Feng Wuxie was divorced by the crown prince, she is almost the laughing stock of the entire Yunyang City, how could it be her?

"No way, I didn't see her that day, no, isn't she a woman?" Lin Wanwan frowned without turning around for a moment.

Lin Wanwan's brain almost made Feng Zhirou cry, so she quickly reminded her: "The men's clothes she wore that day sat next to us."

When Jing Feng Zhirou mentioned this, Lin Wanwan seemed to remember that a man with an expressionless face looked at her that day.

It's just that the one with indifferent eyes didn't take her seriously at all, and she was only concerned with covering up her shame that day, so how could she care to see if he was a man or a woman?
What Jing Feng Zhirou said is probably true.

"Wow, this Feng Wuxie dares to tease Miss Ben like this, I will definitely make her go all the way."

Lin Wanwan stood up against the case, her eyes were fierce, and her eyes were full of flames of hatred.

Successfully transferred the hatred to Feng Wuxie, Feng Zhirou was secretly happy, even though she was scolded today, it was worth it.

As long as that little bitch Feng Wuxie dies, won't the Feng family have to hold it firmly in his hands?

Lin Wanwan pondered for a moment, then hooked her fingers towards Feng Zhirou: "Come here."

"Sister, do you have a plan?" Feng Zhirou slowly walked two steps forward and asked cautiously.

"Let's invite you into the urn." Lin Wanwan's eyes narrowed slightly, a vicious smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were like snakes of poisonous snakes, which made Feng Zhirou shudder.

The two chatted again, Feng Zhirou couldn't help nodding, and repeatedly praised Lin Wanwan's good strategy.

After sending Feng Zhirou away, Lin Wanwan quickly went to Lin Ruolan's residence, and found that she was about to go to bed, she hurriedly stepped forward and shouted flatteringly, "Sister."

The sweet voice made Lin Ruolan's face overflow with a soft smile. As for her younger sister, there was really nothing she could do about it.

Lin Ruolan was wearing silk close-fitting obscene clothes, and the bun on her head was already untied. Now she was sitting in front of the dressing table, letting her personal maid comb her hair.

He beckoned to Lin Wanwan and said, "Wanwan, come and sit here."

Lin Wanwan ran over in a hurry, took the comb from the handmaid, and combed her long hair one by one.

"My sister is so beautiful, with black and shiny hair, Wanwan is so envious."

Lin Wanwan's small mouth seemed to have been smeared with honey, coaxing Concubine Lan to purse her lips in joy, and said while looking at her through the bronze mirror.

"Damn girl, she's still the same as before. You must be asking me for something, right?"

Although her tone was a bit reproachful, Lin Ruolan had a very happy smile on her face.

After staying in that cold palace for a long time, the rare family affection made her feel alive, this is what she really wanted.

Unfortunately, everything is no longer what it used to be.

"Sister, sister?" Seeing Lin Ruolan distracted, Lin Wanwan called her twice.

Lin Ruolan regained her composure and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do? Come to comb my sister's hair in the middle of the night, what is it?"

As soon as the words were finished, she heard faint sobbing sounds from behind, Lin Ruolan took a closer look, it wasn't her precious girl who was crying.

"Hey, what's the matter? Why are you crying?"

Holding Lin Wanwan's hand in her hand, Lin Ruolan's voice was a little anxious. She couldn't see her sister cry since she was a child.

Lin Wanwan answered in a flustered voice: "Sister, you have to make the decision for Wanwan."

As he spoke, he fell to his knees with a plop.

This made Lin Ruolan very anxious, she hurriedly helped her up, and said sharply: "What's the matter? Why are you kneeling so gracefully? Tell me, and my sister will vent her anger for you."

Under Lin Ruolan's persecution, Lin Wanwan explained in detail how she made a fool of herself in the restaurant a few days ago.

Lin Ruolan frowned when she heard this, her eyes showed a fierce look, and she slapped the dressing table fiercely with her bare hands: "It's simply unreasonable, a little Feng Wuxie has disturbed the entire Yunyang City, even with My general's mansion has been smeared, don't you take me, Concubine Lan, seriously?"

"That's right, because Feng Wuxie relied on the status of the Feng family in Yunyang City, she was so arrogant and domineering that she even framed her own sister." Lin Wanwan was afraid that Lin Ruolan would not believe her, so she hurriedly listed several Feng Wuxie. To charge.

This Lin Ruolan has long regarded Feng Wuxie as a thorn in her side, Zhengchou has no reason to deal with her, now this is an extremely good opportunity.

"Wanwan, just follow your plan. I don't believe that my sister is responsible for what happened. Can a little Feng Wuxie turn against the sky?"

Receiving the promise from Concubine Lan's backer, Lin Wanwan was so happy that she beat Lin Ruolan's shoulders and her back, coaxing her so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

After Feng Zhirou came out of Lin's residence, she hurried home. In order not to let others see her identity, she chose to walk on remote paths.

But for some reason, after coming out of Lin's mansion, oh no, it should be said that after coming out of Feng's house, Feng Zhirou felt a gaze staring at her closely.

Now this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and several times she has felt the sound of someone breathing behind her, but when she turned around suddenly, there was nothing on the empty street.

Feng Zhirou looked around, and found that where she was walking, a murder case had just happened a few days ago.

There was a rustling sound from behind, as if something was walking towards her bit by bit.

A chill instantly climbed up Feng Zhirou's calf, and she couldn't care less about her image, so she started to run.

But as soon as she turned the corner, a ghostly face appeared in front of her.

"Ghost, ghost..."

Feng Zhirou screamed, rolled her eyes, and passed out.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man under the mask, looking at Feng Zhirou who fell on the ground, his thin lips provoked an intoxicating smile.

"A woman with a vicious heart is really annoying."

"My lord, what should I do with this woman?" Behind the ghost-faced man, there was a shadow that merged with the night. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find his existence at all.

With slender and straight legs, she stepped across Feng Zhirou on the ground without mercy, as if in his eyes, this woman was as humble as dust.

"Throw it away."

The ruthless words overflowed from the corners of the ghost-faced man's lips, but his cruelty was not felt at all. On the contrary, his demeanor gave people an indescribable nobility and elegance, but those monster-like eyes were inadvertently There was a trace of indifference and disdain.

The man standing behind him, after hearing the ghost-faced man's words, lifted up Feng Zhirou who was unconscious on the ground like a chicken.

With a vertical posture, several ups and downs disappeared into the night.

The annoying person disappeared, and even the air became fresher. The ghost-faced man raised his eyes to look at the sky, and suddenly felt that the sky became clearer.

Footsteps paused, and finally headed in one direction.

(End of this chapter)