Chapter 35: Otherwise, how can you climb up to the position of concubine?
She never suffers a loss, and of course she couldn't swallow this breath at this time. She giggled and said: "Madam, your appearance is also very good. Otherwise, how could you climb up to the position of concubine? If it were better, I'm afraid I could sit down
It’s time to take the position of Princess Side. Oh, I wish I could call you Princess Princess..."
Her words were extremely sarcastic, Feng Qianyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in her watery eyes.
That Yun Moyao was laughed at by a little girl in front of so many people, and her face turned red with anger: "How outrageous! You stinky girl, you still think you are a princess? You are just a lowly servant now, how dare you be so friendly?
Master speaks?"
Long Fuyue sighed secretly in her heart: "Oh, I thought she was some bold and heroic heroine, but it turns out she is also a big-breasted and brainless one..."
She deliberately looked innocent: "What, what I said is wrong? Madam Yun, are you not a concubine? Are you the princess? Oh, that means I made a mistake. I can't help it." [
"you!"
At this time, Long Fuyue had completely stepped on her painful foot. Madam Yun finally ran away, dodged her body, and suddenly rushed over. She hit Long Fuyue's little face with a palm, trying to hurt her little one.
A five-finger mountain is printed on the face, adding a wisp of bright red to the pale and dark autumn colors...
She possesses martial arts skills and is extremely fast. Long Fuyue was startled, and it was too late to hide. When Zhengdao was about to get worse, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes. He didn't see how he acted, so he grabbed Yun Mo casually.
Yao's wrist, according to Long Fuyue's visual inspection, Yun Moyao's white little hand was only one centimeter away from her little face...
This distance of one centimeter saved her little face. However, the wind from the hunting palm still hurt her little face. I can't imagine if this palm was real, her face would immediately turn into a pig's head.
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Feng Qianyu's face was as dark as water and she said coldly, "Mo Yao, don't you think it's disrespectful to have a fight with a servant?"
Yun Moyao's wrist was so painful from his grip that she was slightly startled when she heard his words. She originally thought that Feng Qianyu blocked her palm to protect this girl. But after hearing what he said, she finally found a way to step down.