Although there were not many people who came this time, they filled the entire lawn of the liquid pool.

Feng Yueli looked calm and stood in place without being surprised.

Seeing that the queen mother was coming, Feng Yuesu felt three points of grievance and seven points of injustice.

Last time, the queen didn't see Feng Yueli's frivolous appearance.

But this time, I really saw it, Feng Yueli, see how you can hide from this incident.

Thinking of this, Yuesu secretly slapped herself hard in the water with internal force in her chest.

Deep in his throat, a mouthful of sweet blood spit out, looking pitiful.

Feng Yueli raised her willow eyebrows, and she had already seen Feng Yuesu's small movements.

Framed? That's a good idea.

Since the other party dug a big hole for herself, why didn't she jump into it and slap her third sister in the face.

Feng Qitian saw Yue Su's dying appearance, and hurriedly rushed up, his face full of anxiety: "Third girl, third girl, are you okay?" ”

Feng Yueyang added oil and vinegar to the side, the corners of her mouth rose, and a cold glow floated: "Queen Mother, you can see clearly, this time it is the third sister who was beaten by Feng Yueli, poor third sister, I can't say anything about my suffering." ”

She was dressed in yellow fir, and the tulle was draped over the cedar, leaving a few broken bangs slanted in front of her forehead, and under her delicate face, she looked ugly.

The queen mother looked at Feng Yuesu for a moment, and then took a closer look at Yueyang's aggrieved expression.

She didn't know what to do.

Yueli's skin is better than snow, his eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when he looks forward to it, he has an elegant and noble temperament, which makes people feel ashamed of himself and dare not blaspheme.

The cold arrogance and agility are quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted, like a lotus, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

She walked steeply behind Feng Qitian, and her tone seemed to be a little questioning: "Father, do you believe what you see, or do you believe the facts?" ”

When the sixth prince saw that Feng Yueli dared to quibble, he sneered: "Fifth Miss, everyone has eyes to see this matter, is there still a fake?" ”

This sentence completely angered Feng Qitian.

For more than ten years, he has never asked about the back house.

He watched his daughters grow up with his own eyes.

The last thing he wanted was to see the scene of his relatives fighting each other, he didn't expect Feng Yueli to be so bold.

Dare to make a mistake in front of the princes.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Feng Qitian turned around and gave Feng Yueli a slap.

Yueli fell to the ground unexpectedly, her calm eyes unmoved.

"Enough, you have disappointed my father too much, from today onwards, you will kneel in the feeding hall for me to think." He roared angrily.

Feng Yueli stood up again, tears flashed in her eyes: "Father, do you believe that I can beat the third sister who has been practicing martial arts since childhood?" ”

For a moment, the audience fell silent.

The queen mother was surprised by the change in Feng Yueli's personality, but the most in her heart was comfort.

Over the years, she, who has been an aunt, naturally knows the bitterness in Yueli's heart.

But in order to stabilize her foothold in the harem, she can't help Yueli much.

Feng Qitian was stunned, he was dressed in a black court official uniform, his waist was originally straight, and in an instant, it was as if someone had beaten him behind his back, and he couldn't stand up straight.

Yes, Feng Yueli has always been a waste material, how can she have the ability to fight a Feng Yuesu who is proficient in martial arts?

If it spreads, it will become a laughing stock for the whole of Kyoto.

When Feng Yueli saw this situation, a hint of cunning flashed in her cold eyes.

Rolling up his sleeves, there are large and small scars on his arms, new and old, and there are countless of them.