[69 Book Bar-www.] "Haha, my good father, I forgot so quickly that my biological daughter who was abandoned by you and fend for herself in a broken house, is Long Yan so beautiful?"

In a word, it was like a sunny and drought thunder struck everyone present, especially the middle-aged man wearing a green robe outside the hall!

Wearing a gold feathered dress, she walked out of the crowd gracefully, with beautiful eyes and smiles, her ice-like skin, and Gu Ruoxing looked a little arrogant and charming between her eyebrows. Under the eternal beauty, she has lost her vulgarity and disgust, her face is clear and extraordinary, and her charming face is hard to describe...

"Brother Mo Yan?"

Jun Yanran frowned slightly and looked behind her. The man with a faint smile and elegant smile as fog. The wind blew by, and her snow-white silk danced leisurely. Under the sun, he seemed to be the handsome boy in ancient Greek mythology who looked at the dead daffodils.

"Why?" The green pleated skirt moved slightly in the wind, like a light plum blossom, but tranquility without seeing luxury. Looking at Feng Mo Yan's cheeks that were soft like streams, her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she was crying, she bit her cherry lips and murmured: "She is just a sinful seed born to a lowly woman!"

"Hehe, little girl, who are you calling for this title of evil?

With a playful tone and charming figure, a bright red figure seemed as attractive as a demonic fire among the misty snow petals. In the blink of an eye, she flashed to the three of them, looking at the dragon Yini as beautiful as a crabapple. He pursed his red lips, smiling rather than smiling, and naturally embraced her graceful waist and pulled it into his arms...

"Who are you......"

He raised his forehead and stared at the magnificent amber-colored eyes, and the lazy expression like a cat. Beneath the eyebrows, her pink lips slightly raised, and her charming appearance was like the moon under the night, and her charming and charming were not without coldness.

"The Third Prince...Yanran...Yanran didn't mean that..."

The thin green water and smoke gauze danced with the wind. Jun Yanran's face turned red, hesitated while hesitating, her cherry lips turned white, her clear apricot eyes were covered with flowers, and she looked like a little woman who was at a loss, frightened and frightened.

Although he is a childhood sweetheart, he grew up together since childhood. Compared to his kindness to Feng Moyan, Feng Zhisu's indifference and elegance, and the kindness of other princes, Feng Qianjue has always been the person she dared to approach the least! Perhaps because he was different from other princes, he was born and grew up in a brothel. It was not until he was four years old that he was discovered and was taken back to the palace to be awarded the title of king. Although he looked evil and delicate on the surface, he had another kind of charming domineering aura invisibly, which made people breathless!

"Yanran just doesn't understand why, no matter whether it is Brother Mo Yan or the Third Prince, you are standing in front of this bitch and talking to her? It can be seen that she is making a big feast for the royal family and is killed according to the rules!"

Her soft black eyes drooped slightly, like the wind blowing on the jade tree, and the snow wrapped in the jade buds. Under her gorgeous clothes, her face was pure and beautiful, pale and gentle, and her beauty was unparalleled. Every move was as beautiful as a lotus coming out of the water, as clear as a fairy.

"Because she is my king's woman!"

In the crowd, a cold voice like ice and charming ghosts came suddenly, and a sharp and deep gaze, which made people feel oppressed...

(Good morning, dear friends, this is the first update! I wish you a happy reading! Yaoyao loves you! Oh, kid!)
Chapter completed!