Nangong Yueyao, I hope you are lucky. I have not killed you so many times. But don’t worry, I, Nangong Feihong, will definitely kill you in my lifetime!
Thinking about it, Nangong Feihong burst out laughing wildly. The sinister expression on the face behind the veil contrasted with the ferocious scar, making it look ugly and terrifying.
However, thinking of the upcoming marriage, Nangong Feihong couldn't help but resist. She didn't want to be someone else's bride.
Maybe... maybe, as long as Nangong Yueyao dies, the third prince will still be the heir to the Demon Emperor, and he... he will still be the unique candidate for the Demon Queen.
Yes...it will definitely happen. The third prince is just being deceived by Nangong Yueyao's magic. He can't compromise. He must tell his father that he wants to marry the third prince and can't marry that useless son Ouyang.
Tian Rui.
Thinking about it, Nangong Feihong felt more and more fearful and unbearable eagerness. She imagined, almost naively, that the person the third prince loved most was still herself.
Just when Nangong Feihong wanted to go out to find Nangong Zhengfeng to express her thoughts, Nangong Zhengfeng walked into her yard. Seeing her daughter with messy hair and disheveled clothes, Nangong Zhengfeng couldn't help but flash a trace of disgust on his face.
, his eyes also became gloomy.
He scolded Nangong Feihong: "You are about to get married, look what you look like now?"
Then he glanced at Nangong Feihong, and then said in a stern tone: "Where do you want to go? It will be an auspicious day soon. You should stay in your room peacefully and prepare to be a shy bride.
, how can you be so crazy and run around!"
Nangong Feihong looked at Nangong Zhengfeng with some grievance, and said with tears in her eyes: "Father, Feihong doesn't want to marry. Feihong wants to marry the third prince... as long as, as long as..."
A malicious light flashed in the corner of Nangong Feihong's eyes, and she said angrily: "As long as Nangong Yueyao dies, as long as she dies, the third prince will definitely continue to be the heir of the Demon Emperor... When the time comes, when the time comes, I will be
The Demon Queen!"
She pulled the hem of Nangong Zhengfeng's clothes coquettishly, with a look of longing on her face, and said coquettishly: "Father, father, Feihong doesn't want to marry that Ouyang Ruitian, Feihong wants to be the demon queen! Feihong wants to be the demon queen.
After!"
Nangong Zhengfeng looked at his daughter who looked like a lunatic in front of him, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Nangong Feihong.
"Pa"! A slap fell on Nangong Feihong's face, and also on Nangong Feihong's heart. Nangong Zhengfeng finally no longer kept a sanctimonious face, but revealed his ferocious true colors:
"Nangong Feihong, just recognize your duty! Look at what you look like now, Demon Queen?! Do you think the Demon Emperor will agree? Even if you stick to my old face, the Demon Emperor will not ask you to do it.
Daughter-in-law!
Now, since the Demon Emperor has decreed that you will be betrothed to the son of Baron Ouyang, you should freshen up and dress me up, and be ready to get married when the time comes."
With that said, Nangong Zhengfeng pushed Nangong Feihong to the corner: "The young master of Baron Ouyang's family does not dislike your disfigurement, so what qualifications do you have to be picky? Just stay here and wait.
On the day of your wedding, don’t blame me for not warning you. If you dare to have any evil thoughts again, I will make your life worse than death."
Nangong Feihong sat on the ground blankly, covering her face, her eyes became confused and empty,