The Conceited Crown Princess

"God is not partial to good people."

The people shook their heads and left, all regretting the general's cold and arrogant experience.

The crowd dispersed, leaving the cold family standing outside the general's house. Zhang Tong and Gong Yu's eyes mixed with a trace of surprise, doubt, and even disappointment.

I never thought Leng Qingqiu would say that her sister is a waste one day, even if she wanted to help him.

Leng Qingqiu trembles his lips to explain, but when he looks back, where are the figures of the general and his wife! Only Leng Shangxian and Jingqiu are master and servant.

Cold on the string pink run of the lips to stir up the side, the whole body of ruffian gas show no doubt, but the fundus is dark, suffused with cold light.

Now, even the normally submissive quiet autumn dare to look at him with a look of hate!

At that moment, Leng Qingqiu seemed to feel that her blood was frozen because of the king's spirit. She was domineering, noble and elegant. People wanted to ignore the ugly trace on her face and peep into her heart.

Leng Shangxian takes a white look at Leng Qingqiu. He pulls Jingqiu and leaves naturally. He treats Leng Qingqiu as a clown and completely ignores him!

In huoyun City, Leng Shangxian has never been a good stroller since he came here. Now he finally gets free and appreciates the customs of this strange world.

Huoyun city is the capital of huoyun country, with streets and alleys crisscrossed and prosperous. The common people are not surprised by the appearance of the cold string. In the past, although the cold string is timid, it still often haunts the most prosperous street of huoyun city.

Just because, longyuxuan, the dream lover of thousands of girls in huoyun country, Prince Xuan often comes to zuixianfang. Zuixianfang is a chain inn in mainland China. It's easy to be mistaken for Hualou by its name. The former Cold Shangxian restaurant also had a lot of vinegar because of this.

"Miss, Lord Xuan is in Huanyu college now, and the college is not on holiday yet. Lord Xuan is certainly not in zuixianfang now..." Jingqiu dares not look Leng Shangxian's eyes directly, but timidly opens her mouth. She thinks Leng Shangxian comes out shopping just to see him.

"No, Jingqiu, I just want to enjoy this legendary zuixianfang." Cold string evil spirit of smile, regardless of the people's different eyes, straight into.

The structure of Zuixian square is simple, but it is not as luxurious as other inns. On the contrary, it is fresh and unforgettable. Such a situation is exactly what people in this world need.

In the world where the strong are respected, everyone has a piece of pure land in his heart, and zuixianfang just captures everyone's desire to enjoy purity

Zuixianfang has three floors. The first floor is the hall, the second floor is the inn, and the third floor is the owner's room. So far, no one has been honored to enter the third floor.

As soon as you enter the door of zuixianfang, you can see an arc round table similar to the modern bar, in which a woman in Fei's clothes stands.

The scarlet satin skirt is covered with a layer of light yarn, and the scarlet pearl hairpin on the Jinghong bun is slightly embellished. In the eyes of a pair of clear willow leaves, it seems that there is a trace of bitterness. It seems that no one can occupy his eyes and mind.

"Oh, how dare you come to zuixianfang? Brother Xuan is no longer here. "

Familiar voice. Cold on the string, cold hook lips, eyeground flash a trace of disdain quickly, and then converted into a cowardly posture, slowly turn.