Doting on the Immortal: Princess Xiaoyao

Chapter 73
Only Madam Thirteenth was left in the room. She was not in a hurry, but looked at Furen Wang's back and smiled coldly.

Resting her elbows on the coffee table beside her, she comfortably placed her hand next to her chin, and then wiped her lips vigorously. The Thirteenth Concubine smiled lightly and said, "Old stuff, smells like money, disgusting, white You are so fat! It's not to my liking, it's a good thing you gave birth to such a tender son."

Speaking of this, Madam Thirteen touched her stomach, stood up, and stretched her muscles.

In the firewood room, Qian Shangxian was lying on the ground in a state of unrestrained spirit. She hadn't eaten or drank water for two days and two nights, her lips were dry and covered with skin, her chest was hungry and her back was pressed against her back.

No, she would rather starve to death than marry that disgusting fat old man, Furen Wang!

The doorkeeper standing outside the door was no longer the two people from yesterday, replaced by a servant with dense pimples on his face, and a short and thin servant.

The two sat on the ground and snored. It was already dark, but the master ordered them not to leave here. They changed shifts yesterday, and they haven't left here for half a step until now.

Suddenly a woman's unique body fragrance wafted into his nose, the pock-marked servant rubbed his nose, and slowly opened his eyes.

A bewitching face was reflected in front of his eyes, the pock-marked servant hurriedly got up from the ground, kicked the dwarf servant who was still sleeping.

"Why? Courting death, you! I..."

The pockmarked servant hurriedly called out: "Mrs. Thirteenth Concubine."

Hearing a cry, the sleepy servant immediately lost all sleep, got up from the ground, curbed his violent temper, and greeted respectfully: "Mrs. Thirteenth Concubine."

The thirteenth concubine smiled, waved the handkerchief in her hand, and said: "It's all right, I'm just bored and walking around casually, I'll come here to have a look when I get here. Why, are you tired?"

The pockmarked servant smiled and said, "Thank you Madam for your concern, I am not tired."

The thirteenth concubine stretched out her head and glanced at the closed chaimen. It was the fourteenth concubine who was locked inside, right?On the day of getting married, she suddenly disappeared in the mansion, and she still refused to give in after being caught, but she is also a chaste and strong woman.

Yawning lightly, the thirteenth concubine put down the handkerchief covering her face, saw two people staring at her almost drooling, and smiled triumphantly, she is beautiful, extremely beautiful, otherwise she would not let Wang Furen I have always been loved and loved.

Leaning closer to the pockmarked servant, Mrs. Thirteen flipped her collar, revealing her fair skin, and asked with a charming smile, "Am I beautiful?"

The pockmarked servant looked at the white skin in front of him, his eyes widened, and he swallowed hard: "Beautiful! Beautiful!"

The dwarf's servant was also infatuated when he saw this scene. This woman is not really beautiful, but there is a kind of charm in her bones. Every gesture is full of seductive itching. As long as it is a man, she can't hold it. .

"What are you thinking about?" Madam Thirteenth asked shyly.

The pock-marked servant swallowed his saliva forcefully, and said, "I want...beautiful..."

The thirteenth concubine looked at the two people who were almost demented, and she was very proud. No wonder those goblins are eager to exchange half of their cultivation base for a pair of stinky skins. That's because men in this world are all virtuous.

"Huh." The thirteenth concubine blew on the faces of the two servants, carrying a black air that was almost negligible.

(End of this chapter)