Obviously, Mingming Xi'er's iron bucket contained a large wild boar that was desperate, but I don't know what happened. As soon as Sister Xiao Xiao opened it, Master Thirteen rolled out of it.
If he comes out, he should come out. It is understandable that Sister Xiao Xiao loses control when she sees the Thirteenth Master. But why does the Eighth Master want to kill someone?
The imperial grandmother said that once you enter a house, you become a family.
Xi'er and Sister Xiao Xiao are both the wives of the royal family. It is right to draw a sword to save them when there is injustice, but...but..."
The eyes of infinite resentment swept towards Feng Aotian.
The strong woman pretended to be weak, and her frail look made Feng Qingyang almost fall to the ground.
He knew clearly that she was pretending, but her heart was still so soft because of those pouty red lips.
His eyebrows were also wrinkled, as if he was the one who was hurt. He looked into Feng Aotian's eyes with infinite resentment, and weakly reproached: "Bago, do you hate Xi'er very much? Because Xi'er has offended Xi'er before.
You, you are very angry when you see her now, right?"
"Yeah, that's right. The last time the Eighth Princess and the Eighth Prince entered the Zunli Division, it seemed that it was because of the Sixteenth Princess. But it wasn't the Sixteenth Princess's fault that time. After the Eighth Prince came out, they attacked and retaliated, and even occupied
He is a prince, and he takes the opportunity to kill the sixteenth princess, he is so insidious!"
"That's right. No wonder the emperor doesn't like him. It turns out he is such a narrow-minded person!"
In the crowd, the onlookers were whispering, their voices were neither loud nor quiet, and they just happened to fall on Feng Aotian's ears.
His stern face was as cold as winter frost, and veins bulged in his clenched fists under his sleeves.
In this life, it has always been Feng Aotian's fault that he could not get the approval from Emperor Ling Xiao.
His cold eyebrows met Chen Xi's pretty face, which was as delicate as a hibiscus. He wanted to tear off the false mask and tear it into pieces.
Also, the face beside her that pretended to be crazy and stupid to win sympathy was also torn off.
Chen Xi blinked his beautiful eyes and looked innocently at Feng Aotian's distorted face. The mockery deep in his eyes almost made Feng Aotian lose control.
"Myna..."
In the iron barrel, a certain Thirteenth Prince with a bruised nose and swollen face crawled out in embarrassment, looking at Feng Aotian pitifully with his swollen red eyes: "Bago, don't be angry..."
"Useless stuff!"
Feng Aotian glanced at him with contempt, and Feng Yihan swallowed back his words with such glare!
A dignified, seven-foot-tall man was bullied like this by two women. Is there anyone more embarrassing than him?
Feng Yihan gritted his teeth, and his resentful eyes fell on Chen Xi. Miss Xi'er opened her round eyes and looked back at Feng Yihan with an "unclear" look: "Master Thirteen, are you okay? Why are your eyes crooked?
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Stare, be careful, you will turn yourself into a crooked melon and a cracked jujube!
Feng Yihan stared at Chen Xi's smiling face, and suddenly realized that this woman had been deliberately setting a trap on him from the beginning!
What kind of iron bucket is the instrument of clear wind? Bullshit!
That was simply a prop prepared to tease him!
Damn woman, did he offend her?
Feng Yihan thinks he has none!
What he didn't know was that when he conspired with Feng Aotian to expose Feng Qingyang's secret in Xiaoxiang Garden, he had already deeply offended Chen Xi!
Now, looking at his miserable face, and looking at Lu Xiaoxiao's angry eyes, Miss Xi'er really wants to look up to the sky and smile!