Feng Lingran’s line of sight on Xiao Yu’s eyes, relative to each other, close at hand, familiar eyes, and exchanges, Xiao Yu has such a illusion of instant, the people in front...not purple.

Suddenly, Feng Ling’s thin lips smacked a smug smile, and Xiao Xiao’s eyes flashed. This smile is not a purple dress!

The wine is coming out.

Xiao Xiao took a moment, and some hands raised the white jade jug. This kind of waiter's meticulous work really didn't suit her.

"Bold, you can't do a little thing about this palace girl, don't you plead guilty?" Old Huangmen found that Xiao Yu made a mistake and wanted to kick out the little palace girl who had nothing to do with the defeat.

Who told her to come in?

Xiao Yu looked at the trembled old Huangmen, and looked at Feng Lingran. Seeing Feng Lingran did not say a word, she had to kneel down.

"Regent, I am wrong."

This does not sound like a sin, but it is like anger. Q8zc

Xiao Yu broke Gu’s “good things”, and Gu Ruran’s enthusiasm for Xiao Yu’s anger, when he saw Xiao Yu’s mistakes and swearing on the ground, the temper seemed to be bigger than Feng Ling’s temper. Gu Yuran almost stupid.

"You... your cousin is so bold, dare to talk to the Regent?"

Feng Lingran has not said anything about this master, Gu Ruran is not angry, he lifts his fingers and points to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu looked up and took a look at Gu Yanran, and her eyes were directly filled by her chest.

What's so great in the chest?

Her deity's chest is not small, okay!

Gu Ruran was once again stunned by Xiao Yu’s unscrupulous eyes. If she wanted to keep the lady in front of Feng Lingran, she really thought of Xiao Xiao’s slap in the face, let the little palace girl understand, what is the master? What is a slave?

The sight of Nangong Yuyuehua moved to the face of the little palace girl. Seeing the eyes of the Qingling spirit, it seems to contain anger, and the color of Nangong is over.

"Regent King, how do you punish slaves?"

All the sights, like a spotlight, gathered on Xiao Yu, but Feng Lingran never opened his mouth, as if to deliberately educate her.

Xiao Yu endured forbearance, biting his lip and flapping his head and not talking.

No one noticed that she stared at the phoenix's black-looking boots. The eyes seemed to have to stare his boots out of a hole and rot his feet.

The emperor looked at the face of Feng Lingran's eight winds. The heart of this emperor's mind has been hidden deeply, and the surface is not half-divided.

He glanced at the little palace lady who was squatting on the ground, thinking that Feng Ling was not tempted to test him. It was ridiculous. How could he because of a small palace girl, at this time let Feng Lingran not feel happy?

"Come on! Pull this out and smash it."

Xiao Yu’s big eyes, what... want to marry her?

Xiao Yu looked up at Feng Lingran, Master, you played big, the emperor wants to kill you little child, you still don't talk?

You don't talk anymore, are you mad?

Feng Lingran did not seem to see Xiao Yu’s eyes until the guards came in and walked over to Xiao Yu’s side. When he reached out to catch Xiao Yu, Feng Ling’s tingling was slightly moving, his thin lips were open, and he was still talking. Hug the leg.

"Regent King, slaves are wrong, you spared slaves! There are 80-year-old mothers on the slaves, three-year-old cubs, and a skeleton who is too skinny to leave. The slaves can't do anything! The slaves have something, the master No one even sent the end!"

The Prince of the Holy Spirit said with a puzzled voice: "Little girl, did you not say that there is a skinny watchdog at home? How can you become a master now?"

Xiao Yu said with tears: "The prince of the Holy King did not know that the Wangcai was raised by the slave master. The slave now feels that it may starve to death before the slave master. The slave is bitter! The master is a slave. If he dies at home, no one collects his body, and his dead soul will not let go of the slave soul..."

The Prince of the Holy Land was teased by Xiao Yu’s words. The soul of the master will not let go of the soul of the apprentice... This little girl is very interesting to talk.

"Regent King, you see this little girl so poor, you let her go!"

Xiao Yu cast a grateful eye on the prince of the Holy Land: "Good people are safe in life, good people are long-lived."

"Ha ha ha... This little girl is very good at talking, this king likes it."

Xiao Yu, the prince of the Holy King, placed on the big palm of the dance Ji, and there was a goose bump, you still continue to like the jade show in your arms!

The emperor saw that the interested eyes of the prince of the capital fell on Xiao Yu’s body. If it wasn’t for this little palace woman who offended Feng Lingran, he could be a good man and give this little palace to the Prince of the Holy Spirit to be a warm bed. Hey.

Feng Lingran black 眸 flashed dissatisfied, she left a sentence, not just pointing to mulberry, cursing him?

Suddenly, Feng Ling suddenly felt a pain in her calf. She twisted his calf and retaliated.

More and more arrogant...

"Let go."

Feng Ling’s cold voice is as impatient as Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu slightly stunned, looking at the cold and chilly face of the face, a cool feeling in her heart, she has already given him a confession, he still refused to let her go?

Is he her master?

This person must not be her master.

Xiao Yu seems to be more energetic with Feng Ling, she just does not let go, the small hand is still tightly **** his calf, as if to unscrew a piece of meat from his calf.

At this time, the guards saw the regent king angry, and once again reached out to catch the Xiao Yu on the ground, but Xiao Yu clung tightly to Feng Lingran's legs, the guards did not dare to pull hard.

"You don't let go, it's okay to blame me," one of the guards said coldly.

I have to drag her out to beheaded. What is more unkind than this?

"I don't let go, I have the ability, you cut my arm." She did not believe that the purple dress would watch her hand cut and indifferent.

The guards have never seen such a bold palace lady, and they have simply put it to the extreme.

The guards pulled out the sword from the waist. This uninhibited palace lady was about to be dragged out to beheaded. I thought he didn't dare to cut her arms.

Innocent.

When the long cold knife of the guard's hand fell, Xiao Yu's eyes barely looked at Feng Lingran's abominable face.

Gu Ruran looked at Xiao Yu with a cold mockery. In his heart, Feng Lingran’s likes added another point. The decisive and decisive, cold and cool, she liked such a man.

Then I am looking for death, dare to hold the phoenix thigh, she has not hugged it!

When the guardian knife fell, he did not cut down Xiao Yu’s hands. He looked at the knife face that was pinched by Feng Lingran’s fingers, and he couldn’t go halfway.

A crackling sound.

The knife broke into two pieces, the cold light flashed, stabbed the guard's eyes, straight into the luxurious table, the guard had a feeling of a neck pain, if he saw the half cut knife inserted into the table, he would think his head Not in the neck.

"She offended the king, it is death, and should also be the king's hands." Feng Ling's cold voice is passed into everyone's ears, which also includes the high emperor.