The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Huayue Lingfeng's eyes looked slightly at Cao Qinger. She could imagine that Cao Qinger's current mood was a dismissal. Although she and Jimo Ziye were not real, Huayue Ling believed that Cao Qinger liked Jimo Zier. +++ Girls must go to the website www.wuxiaspot.com

"Qing'er thinks," Cao Qing'er's cold voice came out softly.

"Slow!" Huayue Ling stopped to the middle, her face frozen.

"What do the accompanying officials have to say?" Yelu Yuer said unhappyly.

"The princess is our daughter of gold and jade leaves, and the daughter of the Ministry of War. It is because of the friendship between the two countries that she is willing to come to Damon and kiss her. It is not for you to marry your concubine! It doesn't look like our big moon can't be achieved! "Huayue Ling's voice was cold, indicating her anger. This old woman, don't think anyone is under her control.

"What!" Ye Luyuer stood up in surprise by Hua Yueling.

"I said that our princess is willing to be close to you, and deserved your Damon, not to come and get rid of it! Third princess, do you want to stir up the friendly relationship between our two countries? I need to go to your king and ask for an argument, huh! Sunny "Let's go!" Hua Yueling shouted to Cao Qinger on the ground.

The small face under Cao Qinger's red headscarf smiled, and she knew that Huayue Ling would not let her go wrong. Even if she and Jimo Ziyu acted, she didn't want to act so lowly, why!

"Presumptuous, the envoys of a country are so arrogant, come here, take me!" Yelu Yuer furiously shot a few cases.

Cao Qinger suddenly opened the red turban, stood in front of Huayue Ling, and saw Jimo Zi's apologetic eyes.

"Prince, what are you doing? Don't you want to marry my son?" Yelu Yuer thought that Cao Qing'er was married, and he would always be humble, after all, it was not a big moon.

"The man I want to marry can only have me! His Royal Highness His Royal Highness can't do it, Qing'er can't marry!" Cao Qing'er glanced at Jimo Zi.

"Qing'er, I'll only marry you!" Jimo Zi immediately confessed, and then said to Yelu Yuer, "Mother-in-law, don't be embarrassed. Even if they become side concubines, I won't hit them "Her people don't hesitate.

A row of tall and strong soldiers suddenly appeared at the door, waiting expressionlessly for orders.

"How can this be so, Dayue is so arrogant, my son will be the king of a country, how can there be only one princess!" Yelu Yuer shot coldly at Huayue Ling.

"Three concubines, this is a terrible word. It is not that we have to ask His Royal Highness to marry a prince. This is only a promise between them. We hope that Da Yue will at least respect us, above the hall tomorrow. Only two people can worship! "Huayue Ling retorted sneerly, don't think that she can be caught in this way, she is not fooled by this old woman.

"You! The little lady officer is so disrespectful, what kind of etiquette is your country calling?" The three concubines began to sneer again.

"Hahaha, then it depends on how the guests treat us. There is a saying called‘ reciprocal exchanges ’. It ’s difficult for the three concubines to come first. How can you blame my big moon for not understanding the etiquette?” Huayue laughed wildly.

"Mother-in-law, why is Dayue's woman so rude." A blue woman beside the third concubine spoke.

"Huh!" Yelu Yuer snorted coldly. "Our big Mongolian woman speaks ability. If the princess can do it, there is nothing to mourn at home. If there is no power to bind the chicken, it is no wonder my child. Marry a concubine! "

Hua Yueling and Cao Qinger looked at each other, and they both laughed.

"Since the three concubines talk about abilities, it's better to try it. If Qing Er loses, her Highness is allowed to marry them. If she wins, Her Highness can only marry Qing Er, at least tomorrow! How about it?" He grinned.

"Okay! Just compete!" Ye Luyuer laughed, looking at Cao Qinger's body, how could she be the opponent of the person she chose?

"Yes, Qinger, don't show mercy." Huayue Ling sneered away.

The two strong women came to the middle, facing Cao Qing'er in a bridal dress, and sneered at the same time.

"Be careful of both of you, don't destroy the concubine, it's not easy to explain to the king." Yelu Yuer's eyes were smirking.

"Yes, mother-in-law." The two women had apparently treated themselves as side concubines.

Jimo Zi stood up and walked to the side, he was not worried at all. On the contrary, it was better for Qinger to teach this old woman's arrogance.

"Two sisters, please be careful. Although Qinger is small, her strength is still hidden. In case you accidentally hurt you, don't be surprised." Cao Qinger was very courteous.

The two women looked at each other, and then looked at Cao Qing's childhood: "Prince Princess, you're welcome!" After speaking, the two rolled up their sleeves and rushed to Cao Qing'er.

The two women were so despicable to Cao Qinger, who made it clear that they wanted to show Cao Qinger.

Huayue Ling stood at the back, that is, Mo Ziyu stood on the left, and Ji Mo won the right, and Yelu Yuer stood on the front. The four of them saw Cao Qing'er's left and right hands waving quickly.

"Pop, pop!" Two beeps, and the two women flew to both sides immediately.

Jimo Zi quickly ducked away to avoid, the blue woman hit a nearby mahogany chair, smashed the chair into a sparse barbara, and couldn't stand up screaming, while another red woman hit a pillar, a muffled A spit of blood spit out, and looked at Cao Qing'er with an elegant brush over the long sleeves of her hands.

"That's what the Damon girl's ability is like? I thought it was amazing." Hua Yueling looked at Yelu Yuer's exaggerated old face and sneered.

"Qinger, is your hand okay?" Jimo Zi smiled up and looked at Cao Qinger affectionately.

"It's okay, my hands are a bit sour, I want to rest." Cao Qing'er's beautiful cherry eyes glanced at him waterily, and Mo Ziyu's soul almost flew.

"Mother-in-law, they lost, let Qinger rest." Jimo Mo said to Yelu Yuer, who has not returned yet.

"Come here, lift them down!" Yelu Yuer finished, frowning at Cao Qing'er's beautiful face, "hum! Go and rest!" After leaving, he quickly left.

"Let the third concubine walk slowly, see you tomorrow, in the palace." Huayue Ling shouted at her back, she believed that Cao Qinger's shot was absolutely qualified to sit in the position of the concubine.

The three princesses turned around, gave Huayue Ling a severe look, and left her sleeves.

"Oh my God, this is incredible, Concubine, you are so good!" Jim Mo looked at Cao Qing'er in horror with adoration on his face, because Da Meng generally used brute force to win.

"Haha, this is called Dayue Kung Fu, which is much stronger than your brute force." Huayue Ling laughed and walked to Cao Qing'er and pulled her, "Qing'er, good job!"

Cao Qing'er laughed: "It's really difficult to perform."

Jimo Zi immediately smiled bitterly: "Qinger, wronged you, I will never marry another woman, you can rest assured!"

"What do you say, we are just fighting for our big moon." Cao Qinger gave him a coy look.

"Anyway, I will only marry you in my life!" Jimo Moo confessed again.

"Okay, it's nasty enough, go out and pick up people! Damon's custom is really annoying, it's just to dismiss the woman who enters the door." Huayue Ling also glanced at Jimo Zi, Cao Qing'er's small face was as red as a tomato .

As soon as the words came down, a guard came in to report that the carriage team outside had arrived, Jimo Mo and Jimo Mou who were still in shock went out to arrange, while Huayue Ling and Cao Qinger picked the room to rest.

Nangong Xi rushed into their dormitory with great fear and shouted, "Linger!"

"I'm here." Hua Yueling's voice came from a room.

Nangong Yan happily ran in and saw Huayue Ling bending down to wash his feet.

Nan Hongxuan closed the door and ran to Huayue Ling, squatting and said, "I'm here, don't hold your stomach down." Then he reached into the basin and washed his feet for Huayue Ling. "Linger, nothing is happening." Come on, Jimo won that rudeness and scared the king. "

"Oh, Damen, everything is careless, yes, it was funny just now." Huayue Ling said what happened just now.

After listening to his anger, Nangong said, "This old woman dare to underestimate our big moon woman, deserve it!"

"Oh, she's afraid she's frightened, and she won't be fine in the future." Huayue Ling laughed.

Nangong Yan also laughed and gently massaged her little feet. "You two women can reach an army. They are so blind-eyed. Linger, are you tired?"

"Fortunately, I'm just a little worried." Hua Yueling didn't hide her mind.

"Is Mo Shuangshuang?" Nangong Yuan also knew.

"Well, he doesn't know where to go, what he's done, it's been three days, and the figure is gone. I'm really afraid of something wrong." Huayue Ling sighed, always feeling sorry for Mo Wushuang.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come to see his biological mother and father. This is his wish. It is impossible to leave without fulfillment. The king is afraid of him and Jimo. If he is a little conscience, do n’t You should **** Jimo's stuff. "

"I'm afraid of this too, hey, I hope that nothing serious will happen, by the way, he doesn't know that you are still alive, you said he would be like this if he knew it?" Her dark eyes made her most attractive.

"I'm going crazy, especially knowing that I'm Gong Hua, I'm afraid it will be harder to accept." Nangong Yu thought for a while, "but don't worry, I will always be by your side."

"Huh." Huayue Ling looked at him gently, and stretched out his hands to touch his handsome face.

Nangong Yan washed her feet and helped her to bed. "Linger, you sleep first, I'll get familiar with it."

"Okay, by the way, I'm hungry. You can find something to eat by the way, and now both of them can't eat enough." Huayue Ling smiled at him with his stomach.

"Okay, I'll go right now. I can't starve my king's concubine and baby." Nangong Yan went out nervously.

Huayue Ling leaned on the bed and smiled happily, but suddenly she smiled again. Is she too unconscience? Mo Wushuang must be suffering now.

Off topic: Does Linger have any conscience? Do n’t rush to conclusions before you know it later.

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