Evil Emperor’s Wild Consort

Royal Palace.

In the royal study room, Zuo Yu, who is in a bright yellow robes, is sitting right, and he is sitting next to a young man dressed in a brocade.

This man looks very beautiful, belongs to the kind of feminine beauty, gives a very uncomfortable feeling. His eyes are more like a poisonous snake. As long as he looks at his eyes, he feels that a snake is wrapped around his neck and can't breathe.

"Speaking of the son, you can rest assured that I have already called to the illusion, and later she will enter the palace. At that time, the son can take her away."

The man who was called the son of the singer nodded slightly, and the gloomy light shone out of the study, and the eyes had apparently revealed a bit of intolerance.

Zuo Yu’s face is also anxious. I really don’t know what the phoenix’s stupid head is doing, and it’s been a long time since I entered the palace!

If Yan Gongzi overturned the entire palace in anger, she could not compensate for even a few lives!

Just thinking, suddenly, outside the study, a gorgeous red long skirt floated, like a thorny rose, beautiful but dangerous everywhere...

When Yan Zichen saw the phoenix illusion, the gloomy scorpion softened, and her eyes stared straight at her, as if the girl's beautiful posture was engraved in her mind, her eyes were full of her existence.

Perhaps, a glimpse of a few months ago, is destined to make him fall into his life.

And he is as sweet as it is.

"Feng girl."

Yan Zichen changed the cold before the change, and raised a light smile on his face: "Long time no see, you..."

Feng Qianyi picked up his eyebrows and looked at his eyes: "I know you?"

The implication is that she does not know Yan Zichen at all, and everything is self-made emotions!

Yan Zichen’s face sank a bit, and the woman he wanted to get, never lost his hand!

However, in the face of Feng Qian, he does not want to force her by means, but hopes that she can fall in love with him sincerely.

"We saw it a few months ago," Yan Zichen said with a smile. "I didn't expect you to forget."

"Oh," Feng Qian, a stunned look, "Sorry, people who are not important to me, I have always forgotten."

Just because Yan Zichen is not important to her, she will not remember this person.

Yan Zichen’s face finally cooled down. Where can he not hear the woman’s voice rejecting him?

But how can he give up so easily?

"Let's relax!" Zuo Yu's face was cold. "Zuo Qian's illusion, the son of the grandson ran to see you, are you attitude towards him?"

Zuo thousand magic?

When I heard these three words, Feng Qianyi wanted to laugh.

Of course, she also laughed, and the red lips sneered a sneer: "Sorry, I haven't had you out of the genealogy, I don't have a surname, my name is Fengqian!"

"you……"

Zuo Yu was full of anger, just wanting to scream, but was interrupted by the girl’s impatient voice.

"Sorry, I am here to find the morning. Where have you taken the morning? Let's hand over the morning!"

Looking at the girl with anxious eyebrows, Zuo Yu sneered aloud: "Want to see the morning? You can marry the son, as long as you marry the son, I will give you the safe morning!" You are waiting to collect the corpse for him!"

Fengqian's heart trembled fiercely, and the red dragonfly picked up slightly, with a dangerous light: "Zhaochen is your son, do you threaten me with his life?"

This man is actually cold-hearted to this extent! His heart is always only power, no family!