Black-bellied Goddess: The Demon King of Cold Love Abducts Home

Chapter 8

After Shi Hua left, Feng Qinghuang changed into the clothes prepared by the side, painted a light eyebrow, and tapped her red lips.Glancing at those low-quality pearl hairpins, a magnolia hairpin appeared in his hand, tying up the blue silk.

Looking at the beauty in the mirror, Feng Qinghuang smiled, and now she is Shi Hua.Feng Qinghuang opened the door and walked out, the people outside the door stared at Feng Qinghuang dumbfounded.

Feng Qinghuang turned a blind eye and walked down the steps slowly with a gentle smile.Walking up to the magistrate, he smiled and said to the magistrate, "My lord, your nose...is bleeding."

The county magistrate hurriedly wiped away some unknown liquid, and looked at Feng Qinghuang with a smile on his face, "This way please, girl, please get on the sedan chair."

There are four sedan chairs in the yard, and every three days, these four sedan chairs will be used to send four beauties to the First Prince.As for what happened to those beauties later, no one knows.

Feng Qinghuang looked at the room in front of her, it was simple yet majestic and noble, it was really not like that county magistrate, and the style of the legendary first prince.

There was a cold and sharp feeling in the room.There is a sense of sprint in simplicity.Would the person who lived in such a room be a womanizer?

Feng Qinghuang became more and more curious about this legendary eldest prince.At this time, footsteps came from outside, very lightly, it could be seen that they were people practicing martial arts.

That aura was somewhat familiar, Feng Qinghuang sat upright on the bed, suddenly remembered that this aura appeared in the First Prince's courtyard last time, didn't it?

Before Feng Qinghuang could figure out what was going on, she was thrown out directly.Yes, before Feng Qinghuang saw the opponent's face, she was thrown out of the window by a force.

Then ping pong pong, tables, chairs, vases, desks, bookshelves, and beds were all thrown out.

Feng Qinghuang clutched her chest, thankful that she was not thrown out from the gate, otherwise all these things would have hit her.

Feng Qinghuang stood up with her waist supported, her little faces almost twisted together.Although she had magic body protection, she was thrown out suddenly, and it still hurt her.

Sure enough, the rumors are all misleading, and the said eldest prince is a womanizer.Seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, Feng Qinghuang was about to sneak away.Then a voice came from behind.

"stop."

Feng Qinghuang stopped and turned her head depressed, he threw her out and injured her.She hasn't found anything to do with him yet, and this man actually started to find something to do with her.

Dressed in a black brocade robe, he has a handsome appearance and an indifferent expression on his face, adding to his handsomeness a three-point coldness that rejects people for thousands of miles.There was a cold aura exuding from her body, which was the same as what Feng Qinghuang felt in that room.

Feng Qinghuang was slightly surprised, thinking that the person in front of her was the legendary eldest prince?With such an appearance comparable to Qing Ye's, if he just stops on the street, there should be many people wanting to be his wife.

But he wanted to use such a clichéd method to find those crooked women who pretended to be numbers.Feng Qinghuang really couldn't figure it out.

"Who sent you here?"

The cold voice reached her ears, and Feng Qinghuang hurriedly lowered her head, and replied timidly, "It's the county magistrate, let... Let the little girl serve His Highness."

Lan Mingshang took a few steps forward, the woman in front of her didn't look simple at all.No one dared to look directly at him, and she had been staring at him for quite a while just now, and the expression on her face kept changing.

Even this timid appearance now must be an act.

(End of this chapter)