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4673. Chapter 4673 Traveling through Feng Feng 3

"But you have also seen my methods. I will never make such a mistake again in the future. As long as a woman with such signs appears, I will immediately strangle her to death, so that she will never stand out,

You Feng Miaozhi, but you can give up and you will never have any chance..."

Feng Miaozhi smiled contemptuously: "This is your Feng Miaolian's method? You only have the means. When I first entered the palace, everyone said that Your Majesty loved you so much. Your Majesty did not really love you! It was just blinded by you."

"If this makes you feel better, I don't object to your statement." She said proudly: "At this point, what's the matter with whether Your Majesty really likes me? I don't care at all, and I don't need it anymore!"

The sisters could see almost every expression on each other's faces.

The similarity between the eyebrows and eyes, the charm of the expression, and the same blood-like woman - Feng Shui turns to turn, she and she have both stood at the highest point.

Hate face to face.

"Actually, you don't have to do this. My dear sister, the position of the queen is firmly owned by our Feng family. For you and me, what does it have to do? Do you think so? Don't worry, I will definitely not

As stupid and impulsive as you, I will firmly grasp the throne of the queen, and no one can take it away unless I die."

Angry mountain torrent finally broke out.

"Bitch, why do you have the right to be a queen? What qualifications do you have to be a queen? Morality? Identity? Blood ties? Even if you become a queen, it will only bring shame to Your Majesty..."

Feng Miaolian smiled, turned around and left.

When she left, the rings were ding dong and the pearls covered her face, which was gorgeous and thick. Several palace maids behind her held her gorgeous skirts, and the swaying phoenix hairpin made a crisp sound.

Feng Miaozhi pounced on the window frame, tears falling like rain.

Feng Miaolian didn't look back, but she heard her crying.

Originally, only new people laugh, but who heard old people cry?

Who hasn't cried like this?

Who can guarantee that he will never cry like this for the rest of his life?

How long can I maintain victory as a "newcomer"?

The palace maid in front of him jogged, full of joy: "Empress, the master and the wife are here..."


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