Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Updated: 2014-05-11

Another fireworks blasted out into the sky, with a strong howling, as if it were right in the ear, Mo Xuetong restored some clarity in her eyes, her head pushed hard to open the wind, and bit her lip. Don't know how to face it.

"How to be ashamed of this, anyway, we are almost unmarried couples, what are we afraid of!" Feng Yanran raised her eyebrows, looked at her dark hair, and smiled evilly.

"His Royal Highness!" Mo Xuetong blushed and almost bit her tongue. When was her relationship with him an unmarried couple? It's not a matter of uttering these eight characters. It was taken for granted in his mouth. There was a layer of fog in Limeng, and Ben wanted to say some scene words, but he couldn't say a word for a moment.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I'll show you something good." Feng Yan dyed a stunned smile, turned sideways, pointed to a curtain that separated the inner room, and looked like a little bit of treasure. . "

That curtain seemed to be a raccoon pattern with exquisite patterns. There were blossoming red plums on the plain white brocade, and Mo Xuetong didn't pay attention to it. After a closer look, I found such materials and colors. Even making clothes is extremely gorgeous, but I don't know why he used it as a curtain.

"Did you find something?"

Mo Xuetong looked at it for a while, and said sincerely: "It's so beautiful. It's a pity that such a beautiful material is a curtain."

Sure enough, I have the money to burn, using such beautiful and luxurious materials as curtains.

"You can't see clearly?" Feng Yanran's face collapsed, and she was quite hit, pointed to the curtain, and pulled her to look closer.

Upon closer inspection, Mo Xuetong found that it was slightly different from what he saw just now. This color seems to change with the change of light, and it just looks pale and bright. At this time, it seems that there is some seawater. Light blue, glowing like a wave of light.

"It also changes color, so beautiful." Mo Xuetong praised again and again.

"You women just look at the color and come in." Feng Yan gave her a smile with a smile, pulled her hand and lifted the curtain into it.

"It's so clear inside?" Mo Xuetong stared blankly at the outside as if there were no curtains, widening the eyes of unknown water.

"Of course, this is the only piece of material I can find that can be used as a curtain. If you sit inside, the words and deeds of the outsiders can see clearly." Feng Yan smiled proudly, pulling her in Sitting on the couch on one side, there was only one couch in this room.

There is a picture of water and mountains on the wall, and there are tigers in and out of the forest.

Mo Xuetong's attention finally fell back to the curtain, and Shuimu turned around slowly, and Huer laughed: "If you sit here, is it not clear to outsiders, but you can see very clear?"

She just didn't notice the clarity inside. It is estimated that at most she is vaguely personal. People sitting outside will never think that this curtain is so different. If someone says something, do it These small movements were clear at this time.

Of course, she wouldn't think that Feng Ranran was only hung up with superficial pictures. The special function of this curtain was destined to be used on the knife.

She smiled. For example, she calmed down a lot. She looked at him twice and looked up, asking, "Master, who do you want to meet today?"

Pulling her into the curtain deliberately didn't seem to be just for her appreciation.

Feng Yanran narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes were now like a peach blossom in March. She reached for the kettle on the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed her a smile: "The pupil is really smart. An unexpected person will come over and want to see it together. "

"I don't want to." Mo Xuetong refused very easily, and knew that he was smiling so badly that he didn't know well.

"I don't want you to say it earlier, now it's too late." Feng Yanran smiled, and also sat down on the couch, leaning back at will, holding his head lazily.

Say earlier, didn't you just come! How early.

Mo Xuetong was so shocked that she wanted to speak. There was a knock at the door. Someone was asking, "Master Wang, Miss Ling Er, please!"

Ling Fengyan? Mo Xuetong shut up completely, not knowing what to say.

"Come in!" Feng Yan said faintly.

"Yes."

The door opened slowly, and Ling Fengyan in a light blue dress appeared at the door. She wore a chest-length skirt pigment skirt with a slender waist and jade pendants on it. It was crisp and sweet, but there was some embarrassment between the descriptions, and there was some dust in Zhang Yubai's face.

There were a few uncluttered hairs combed down, and the girl ring supporting her was also trembling, and there were still a few stains on the skirt.

Was it robbed or something happened! Mo Xuetong looked back at Feng Yanran, and saw that he only raised Yang Jun's eyebrows with evil spirits, and his fingers stretched out calmly, holding her hand.

As soon as Mo Xuetong stared, he wanted to shake off his hand, but saw that he pointed his finger outside, and put his finger up next to his mouth, and made a muted action, thinking that there was Ling Fengyan outside, Mo Xuetong He really didn't dare to move, and gave him a backhand fierce blow, but he only frowned and made a painful disguise, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

In this case, I still play, I really don't know whether it is because he is nervous, or he doesn't care.

But he dared to play like this, but she didn't dare. Seeing that he did not let go, he twisted his slender little finger fiercely.

"Fengyan see His Royal Highness Xuan, I would like to thank His Royal Highness Xuan." Ling Fengyan helped Yahuan slowly bow down. Although he was embarrassed, he still maintained the style of every lady.

"Where is Miss Ling Er going to do something with the man ..." Feng Yanran held Mo Xuetong's hand and let her hold her, with a smile on her face, as if she didn't know the pain at all, but it was Said to Ling Fengyan.

"His Royal Highness, how could you say that? How could Fengyan do such things?" Ling Fengyan's face turned red, and she almost fell into tears.

Today, she was extremely unlucky. She took two people from Yahuan to the streets to look at the lights, and walked halfway. Suddenly, she was in front of the king of Yan. Since the incident happened on the New Year's Eve, Yan Wang Feng Lei ignored her, When Feng Yaolei went to the Dingguo Mansion, Ling Fengyan deliberately ran into his face and hit him. Feng Fenglei was just light and polite.

Totally alienated from her.

No longer the intimacy of the past, Ling Fengyan knew that Feng Jielei was energetic. It was not only her but also Feng Jielei that humiliated that day. Feng Jielei would do it once in many times. She told her twice that she would marry her as his princess.

Now that the queen has put on such a big oolong, Feng Yilei feels that this is a coincidence.

She must explain clearly to Feng Yilei.

So when she saw him, she chased down with a ring.

The wind Feng Lei in front walked quickly, and she almost crowded with the crowd several times.

Finally saw Feng Yanlei turning into a small alley, Ling Fengyan followed suit, but when he saw him entering a gate on the side, he closed the door.

The door of the Xundaoyuan is not the back door of any mansion. The ordinary courtyard wall and ordinary house only seem to be an ordinary family. Like this universal household, there are tens of thousands of households in Beijing. Why does Feng Yilei go like this? The place? Ling Fengyan stood outside the door suddenly, remembering that Feng Jielei respected the King of Yan and usually hugged him in and out, but today he is alone.

It's really weird.

If I missed it today, there will be many people around him, so I can't make it clear in person.

So Ling Fengyan decided to wait for him here.

Waiting for a tea, the courtyard door opened with a squeaking noise, Feng Yelei bowed his head out of the courtyard door.

"His Royal Highness." After he walked to Ling Fengyan, Ling Fengyan said tenderly.

"You are ..." A completely strange voice, with a bit of sharpness.

Ling Fengyan's eyes widened in horror, and the light in the dark was not strong. Only the outline of the man was slightly similar to that of Yan Wang Qingjun, but it was by no means him.

Between the lightning flashes, she suddenly thought of something. She shoved the hand of Yahuan and rushed towards the street outside. Yahuan fell to the back of the ground behind her and there were hurried footsteps. The man came after her. The little bright light at the hutong mouth was right in front of him, but Ling Fengyan also felt that the people behind him were getting closer.

She felt as if the breath of death was behind her.

She didn't dare and couldn't turn back, she just rushed out in front. How could she never imagine that the person who had just entered was not Feng Xielei. It was strange that he looked like a mysterious person. She had seen this person a few years ago. But because of the Queen Mother, he has a good relationship with the Dingguo government, and he can be considered to know it, but isn't he because of being in the State of Yan!

But this time is not the time to ask these words. Ling Fengyan knows that if he falls on him this time, he may lose his life.

The appearance of him as a proton must be unknown.

"Ms. Ling?" A figure appeared in Nongtangkou, seeming to find her, and hesitated to ask.

"It's me," Ling Fengyan said anxiously.

"How come, Lord Wang has been waiting for you for a long time." The people over there were slightly displeased, but the most displeased was better than no life.

Ling Fengyan said almost subconsciously: "Let the Lord wait a moment, I'll be right there." She now jumped out of her mind is Yan Wang Feng Lei Lei.

The footsteps behind her slowed down a little, and when she saw the bright lights on the street, Ling Fengyan felt that she was alive again.

"Aren't you Miss Ling?" Ran's voice sounded in her ear.

"I am." Ling Fengyan panted, leaning against the wall.

"Ms. Ling Ya'er from Drunk Flower House?" The voice hesitated again, asking, seemingly not convinced.

Drunk Flower House? Where is that, the blue building? Ling Feng looked up fiercely, only to find that the guard in front of him was an unfamiliar guard, not Feng Fenglei.

It wasn't Feng Fenglei who came to see her. It was wrong, and the high-flying Highness Xuan Xuan was here to date the queen of Zuihualou.

A wonderful misunderstanding thus occurred under the guidance of a caring person!