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I'm not her

[69 Book Bar - www.] One is soft and the other is evil, the other is clear and the other is charming. Two men with completely different temperaments. The only thing they have in common is the deep worry and intolerance in their deep pupils....

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"Second Imperial Brother, your father and mother will arrive soon. Don't forget your identity!"

Saying that, Feng Moyan took a step forward and put his arms around Long Yini's slender waist, trying to save her. But Feng Zhisu didn't seem to hear it, pursed her thin lips tightly, and held out a strong big hand.

, still imprisoning that exquisite and beautiful neck, refusing to give up.

at this time...

After collecting it, a brilliant colorful light passed by, and when I looked again, I didn’t know when there was an extremely precious and rare gem dagger on Feng Zhisu’s neck!

"Brother Er Huang, please let go of your hand, my woman!"

Deliberately emphasizing the words "my woman", Feng Qianjue raised her head slightly in the bustling silver-clad room, with a dazzling coldness on her evil face, and snowflakes inadvertently lingered on his face.

Around him, hairpins fell on his hair from time to time. They were so beautiful that they couldn't be described in words.

"ah!"

A loud scream of terror echoed through the crowd. At the same time, the royal ministers who were standing aside in shock came back to their senses.

When everyone saw the scene in front of them, they all wanted to step forward to persuade them to make peace, but as soon as they took a few steps forward, they hurriedly backed away because of those extremely coquettish words:

"Don't even think about asking for trouble. Otherwise, your good life of just sitting around and dying will be over!"

In front of everyone, he held up his flowers and smiled, his lazy pupils and evil eye shapes miraculously blending into a very beautiful picture. With a little force on his white jade fingers, the dagger in his hand moved closer to Feng Zhisu's neck:

"It is disrespectful to commit murder on the day of the celebration, and it is shameless to kill future siblings! Second Emperor Brother, if my foolish brother really kills you today, do you think my father will order his life to be exchanged for his own life?" Yan Hongqiu

Under the hood of his clothes, his willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and he seemed to be carefree on the outside, but the glint in his eyes that was inadvertently revealed made people dare not look down upon him.

Feng Qianjue's words were like a warning bell, shaking everyone present. The celebration, as the name suggests, is a day to pray for good weather for the year. If someone does something unlucky today, then...

..

Everyone understood that answer by heart. But what surprised everyone was that Feng Zhisu himself didn't seem to care...

The strong big hands are still holding the beautiful neck that can be broken with a finger, without any intention of letting go. The dark and deep ice eyes are filled with bloodthirsty tyranny. There is no longer the careless indifference, as well as the nobility and elegance.

The indifference!

"I...not her..." She clenched her fists with her slender fingers and murmured with difficulty from her pale lips. Under the hazy soft light, although her charming face lacked a layer of blood,

But it is even more elegance and elegance, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. She is really beautiful, pure and cold...

When he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, and the strength in his hands also weakened a lot at the same moment. The sadness that was difficult to hide between the sharp and delicate facial features was heartbreaking...

at the same time...

"presumptuous!"

Like a burst of muffled thunder that resounded across the sky, a very majestic voice came out from the door...

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