Feng Yueli lowered her eyes and looked at everything downstairs.

Her faint eyes, as if there was light, disappeared in an instant.

Outside the Fengyue Building, there was a sensation.

The people present made a commotion for a while, and then they all retreated to the small corridor next to them.

Singing and dancing music left alone on the stage.

Yueli took the small wine glass on the table and took a sip.

The proprietress covered her mouth and hurriedly greeted the guest: "Lord Jin, you are here, fast forward, fast forward." ”

A man of about nineteen walked through the door.

Feng Yueli was not surprised, but the people she didn't want to see came.

Everyone is a place where it is rare to see King Jin come to such a place with wind and snow.

After all, Rong Jingli is a prince, and he is busy.

Everyone has heard about King Jin, how to rank the title of the first beautiful man in the ten countries of the South China Continent.

Now I see it, and it really is.

Rong Jingli's thin lips hooked up a smile, and his gestures were very polite.

His ice-blue eyes were amorous and cold, with a high nose, a blue brocade robe, and a white folding fan in his hand.

Suave, he is the best expression of perfection.

Coupled with the fact that the whole person exudes a charming kingly atmosphere, people are reluctant to take their eyes off his face.

He seemed to blur men and women with good looks, and there was a casual maturity on his evil face.

She was followed by Lan Yiru, the concubine of the General's Mansion, who was dressed in pink, like a fairy descending from the sky.

The two seem to be talented and beautiful women made in heaven.

Someone in the crowd coaxed: "King Jin and Miss Lan are really a perfect match, Miss Feng Wu is also here, upstairs, alas, I'm afraid, she is sad at this time." ”

"Yes, yes, the fifth miss is too pitiful, if you want me to say, no matter what, the fifth miss is also the first beauty of the Jin Kingdom, and the king of Jin is too ruthless......"

There was a lot of chatter.

As if she didn't care, Rong Jingli took Yiru's hand and reassured her.

Feng Yueli didn't want to look at the evil men and dogs anymore, so she put on a veil and wanted to go downstairs to leave.

Unexpectedly, Lan Yiru's cold gaze stared at Yueli.

And, recognized her.

She sarcastically said coldly: "Yo, Miss Feng Wu is really leisurely, she is already a waste material, and she is still so cowardly, don't you think she is not ashamed enough?" ”

The long whip in Feng Yueli's hand flicked and slammed it on Lan Yiru's body.

Lan Yiru didn't have hatred under her eyes, and fell down the stairs directly.

The crowd exclaimed, this ...... Miss Feng Wu really can't see King Jin like someone else anymore?

Rong Jingli hurriedly went downstairs, hugged Lan Yiru in his arms, and reprimanded Feng Yueli: "Feng Yueli!" If you hate this king, you will do it to this king, why should you be jealous of Yiru and beat her? ”

What the? Feng Yueli almost laughed out loud, jealous of her?

Why should she be jealous? She found that Rong Jingli was really confused with confidence.

Yueli took off her veil, and the cold little face of the stunning hibiscus floated with a look of disdain.

She slowly went downstairs and said slowly: "Don't get me wrong, Lord Jin, everyone has eyes to see that it was Miss Lan who hurt people first, take care of her own woman, and don't be too confident, why should I be jealous of her?" ”

The implication is that Rong Jingli is self-inflicted, and she doesn't mean to think too much.

In an instant, Rong Jingli's eyes collided with Feng Yueli's eyes, and he only saw the chill emanating from Feng Yueli's whole body.

There was something faintly moving in his heart, like guilt, like being amazed by Feng Yueli's actions today.