As soon as the news of Zhao Feixue's death and resurrection came out, Fengyun City was alarmed again.

The palace is even more open, allowing the people to watch the situation, and many officials and wealthy businessmen who have left the palace have come to the door again, saying: Daohe, but everyone knows that they are just curious, relying on this person to occupy a good place to watch the excitement!

No, the palace also lives up to expectations, and a good show is being staged on the Xitang.

The crowd who watched was shocked and sighed!

"Say, what the hell is your prince doing! Why haven't I seen a shadow for so long? Zhao Feixue was dressed in a red wedding dress, Xipa casually threw it aside, her sleeves were half pulled, her jade arm was half exposed, and she kicked on the chair in front of the hall rudely with one foot, and grabbed a small house in the hall with a roar, and her expression was even more indignant.

I think at that time, who said that she wanted to marry her, but now that the hour is halfway through, the wind is cold and she is left alone to stand alone on the happy hall for others to watch and point.

She is a person who is used to being the king and hegemon in the underworld, how can she be ridiculed by others like this, and she is extremely dissatisfied in her heart, and when she can't bear it anymore, the volcano in her heart finally erupts at this moment.

"Slaves, slaves, slaves don't know, the steward and the housekeeper have already ordered someone to urge, princess, wait a little longer, the king and the prince should be there immediately!" The little girl in Tsing Yi who was held by Feixue was already afraid of the strange princess who came back from the dead in front of her, and now Feixue's anger made her legs tremble and her teeth chattered with fear.

"What did you say?" Her beautiful eyes glared again, and Feixue pointed to the somewhat outrageous golden phoenix crown on her head and asked loudly, "Do you mean to let this girl wait here like a stupid B with this thing to come to the church?" You're a good bully and a fool when you're an aunt, aren't you? ”

"The minion doesn't dare, the minion doesn't mean that......"

"Don't dare, I see that you dare very much, when I am a newborn baby, right?" Holding the little girl's hand and shaking it vigorously, "Go, sue your prince, just say that he will not go to the wedding hall again, be careful that Lao Tzu burns his palace!" ”

"Yes, yes, the minion will go, the minion will go!" The little guy who escaped from the tiger's mouth got up from the ground, saluted Feixue indiscriminately, and then slipped out of the happy hall.

The speed of running is beyond Liu Xiang's reach.

"Pour a glass of water for my aunt!" Feixue clapped her palms, ignoring the officials in the hall whose shocked eyes were about to fall, and leaned back on the chair very leisurely, bent one foot in front of her very indecently, and bowed her head to the side of her trembling and silent.

"Princess, please, please have tea!" Qingping poured a glass of water, trembled and respectfully sent it to her, trembling.

"Are you stuttering or suffering from sheep epilepsy, what are you doing with your hands and feet?" snatched the cup from Qingping's hand, and regardless of the water splashing the wedding dress, Feixue reprimanded with great displeasure: "If you want to shake, get away from Lao Tzu, you will feel an eyesore when you look at it, waste!" ”

When the words fell, he raised his head and drank all the things in the cup, and saw that Qingping was still standing stupidly in front of him, and was about to get angry, but he heard a male voice coming in from the door in time.

"Who said that the king's mansion would be set on fire?"

The voice is languid and nonchalant.

"It's my aunt and grandmother, what's wrong?"

Feixue sat crookedly in the chair, her beautiful eyes glaring at the person who came dissatisfied, and her words were actually provocative.