As everyone knows, a while ago, Feng Yu went to Nansang College with a lot of arrogance, but was eliminated in the first round.
Feng Yu's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten charcoal. He tried to defend himself several times, but suppressed it again.
He glared at Feng Zhuyue fiercely, but he didn't expect that she was not very capable, but she was quite eloquent and well-informed.
And she also knew that there were many people who wanted to see their sisters' jokes at night. If the quarrel continued at this time, the incident would be serious. What should I do? She would go back and settle the accounts with her.
The happiest people tonight are Feng Meihan and Feng Xinlan. Watching the two sisters fight, they are the only ones who are quiet tonight. So naturally the two of them are rated higher by others.
"The third prince has arrived!"
The third prince, Long Qing, is the younger brother of Long Junao.
Wearing a luxurious purple loose robe, the wide sleeves swayed in the wind, her face was like a spring breeze, her peach blossom eyes were charming, and her mouth had a **** smile.
It is said that the third prince is lustful, loves only beauties, and hangs out among flowers all day long. The famous brothel Baihualou in Nanyue City is where he spends the longest time every day, and he already has more than ten concubines in the mansion.
Long Qing's hands were clasped behind his back, his handsome face was locked on Feng Zhuyue's body from the moment he came in. She sat there, making people yearn for her without seducing them.
The beauty is beyond compare.
The lustful Long Qing had seen such a beauty, and his mouth was watering. He came directly to Feng Zhuyue's side, and Feng Ju, who was beside Feng Zhuyue, wisely handed over her position to Long Qing.
Long Qing unceremoniously sat down next to Feng Zhuyue, stirring up dust on the ground.
"Beauty, I haven't seen you in Nanyue City before. I wonder which family you are from?"
Feng Zhuyue glanced lightly and opened her smile like a wishful spring breeze. This smile eclipsed all the flowers and made Long Qing drool all over the floor, making her even more itchy.
"The Fourth Miss of the General's Mansion, Feng Zhuyue."
"Oh...it turns out to be the fourth lady of the General's Mansion. Yue'er..."
Long Qing originally had a lewd smile on his face, and his outstretched claws were about to touch Feng Zhuyue's white jade face, but suddenly, his handsome face was filled with fear, and his claws stopped abruptly.
In mid-air: "The fourth lady of the general's residence? The fourth lady hired by the seventh uncle?"
Feng Zhuyue smiled faintly, her eyebrows curved like crescent moons: "I think it won't be long before I am your Seventh Emperor Aunt."
With a "bang", Long Qing fell to the ground together with the stool, and a look of death appeared on his handsome face. He was the two most feared people in the world, his father and the seventh uncle.
No matter how lustful and bold he was, he would not dare to touch Long Canghao's woman.
Long Qing stood up in a panic, with a humble smile on his face: "Aunt Qihuang, I just came to say hello to you. Hello Aunt Qihuang. Then Aunt Qihuang, please sit here, I won't disturb you
That’s right! If there’s anything that’s neglected, feel free to mention it and I’ll make sure it’s perfect.”
Feng Zhuyue snorted in her heart. It seemed that Long Qing was very afraid of Long Canghao. He glanced at the warm and bright moon in the sky with a sad look from the corner of his eyes. He didn't know where he was now.
Why haven't you come yet?
Or, will he not come at all? What on earth did he go to? When will he come back?
Feng Zhuyue fell into deep contemplation about Long Canghao...