OK, Ms. Chicken admits that it has been a slut. It tried its best to spray Murong Fei's, but it never succeeded.

However, when I saw Begonia and Tinglan bringing wild game from the mountains and forests to Concubine Murong, the little girl ate alone.

Ms. Chicken is furious!

The game is frozen snow fish soup, which is sprinkled with a handful of clear ice crystals and fine snow on top of the mellow fish soup.

Seeing that Concubine Murong's small mouth was bulging like a squirrel, Ms. Chicken's eyes were green, and she cried greedily, okay?

The fish soup is made of grass carp, which has many spines, but it is also extremely delicious.

Ice and snow are also exquisite. Take the living spring water of Changbai Mountain, put it in the ice cellar and freeze it for three days and three nights, and then add fish soup after the spring water cools into ice and snow.

However, although the little hen was pestering and crying to drink fish soup, Concubine Murong just wouldn't give it to her, not a mouthful!

Therefore, Ms. Chicken was born from the side of her guts and wanted to fart at Concubine Murong and attack with biological and chemical weapons!

Jin Yeli, who knew the truth, Yan Changrong's tears fell. It's a fine little hen, it's not easy to mess with!

Hen: "Shame! ”

It doesn't want them to think of the sun! The two eunuchs are not good at all!

Seeing that the little hen admitted her mistake and was sincere, Concubine Murong hooked her lips lazily and opened her eyes to it:

"Forget it, don't eat it. Pluck out her chicken feathers and let her run for a while. ”

Haitang and Tinglan smiled at their aunt: "It's still a high rank of young lady!" ”

Ms. Chicken wanted to cry without tears. Hmph╯^╰, she's dead! Let her run in front of the rooster faces, where is her dignity?

Yan Changrong stepped forward solemnly and looked at Concubine Murong with a stern expression:

"Miss, in this beauty contest of the Lotus Picking Festival, you have three strong rivals."

"Speak." Concubine Murong was careless.

"The first fierce rival is Miss Pang Feixiang. The subordinate thinks that in terms of fabric, she can definitely beat you. ”

"Oh? What fabric did she use? "Concubine Murong is like a great enemy.

Hmph, she's a man with a treasury at home, who can beat her with fabric?

"Big red with big green cloth." Yan Changrong was extremely serious.

"......" Concubine Murong almost vomited blood.

"Miss Ben's bunch of mermaid tears, shark silk yarn, peacock feathers, phoenix feathers, which one is not blind? You idiot, why are you embarrassed to tell me that Pang Feixiang's big red and big green cloth is better than me? ”

After the words fell, Concubine Murong patted her delicate little face: "Let me ask you, what about your face?" ”

Yan Changrong's desire to survive was overwhelming, and he immediately rewarded himself with two big mouths: "What my subordinates said is that the amount of fabric she uses is far more than that of Miss." ”

Concubine Murong was speechless. It was she who was lonely and unheard, and the little eunuch won.

After getting two big mouths, Yan Changrong retreated satisfied, and Jin Yeli continued:

"The second rival is Pan Haiyan, the third lady of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, she is too fashionable."

"How fashionable?" Concubine Murong raised her eyebrows.

"Out-of-season. It's hot summer now, but she plans to wear a green gauze dew lily jacket skirt on the day of the Lotus Picking Festival, with a thick brocade inlaid snow rabbit fur cloak for the Eight Regiments of Happy Encounters, in addition, she also went to the store to order a pair of bone nail earrings for this Lotus Picking Festival, which is very fashionable! ”

Concubine Murong: "Well, it's fashionable enough." "Out-of-season fur, can it be fashionable?

"Is she beautiful?" Knock on the blackboard and highlight the points.

"Compared with Miss, one is in the sky and the other is underground. The young lady is a beautiful fairy in the sky. ”

Jin Yeli thought of Miss Pan Haiyan's "respect", and almost fainted with fright:

"She's a spotted toad in a mud pit, a toad among toads."

The miserable and miserable little eunuch is still in shock.

"Hahahaha......" Concubine Murong was pleased by Jin Yeli's tragic appearance.

emmm…… Forgive her for gloating.

"Who's the third arch-rival?"

"It is the second son of the Hussar General's Mansion family, Yunqing, one of the top ten beautiful men in Lijing City. He's going to dress up as a man, and it's still exotic. ”

A drop of cold sweat fell from Concubine Murong's forehead.

Yes, she not only has to dominate the crowd, she also has to dominate beautiful men!

"How beautiful is he?"

The two little eunuchs tried to recall, and the more they recalled, the more they were intoxicated by the beauty of Yunqing Gongzi:

"He prepared a classical dance for the Lotus Picking Festival, a set of costumes of the Western Regions Dancing Queen, with a beautiful red dress, graceful dancing, a thin waist of willows, curvaceous curves, and a smile with a smile."

However, when the two little eunuchs took another look at their little master, Concubine Murong.

At this moment, the moonlight is full of summer nights.

Concubine Murong has a slender figure, standing under the Milky Way sky.

A red dress with embroidered makeup is like fire, and the light gauze cloak is as thin as a cicada's wings, pure white and transparent than the snow in the mountains.

The breeze blew, blowing up the girl's black hair for three thousand, the skirt flew with the wind, the red dress was like fire, and the light yarn was better than snow, like a carinous rouge, wet with layers of dripping dew and clear snow......

The sky is full of stars.

Especially the little face that crowns the world, she is the most seductive.

The two little eunuchs drooled three thousand feet. It's still the most beautiful little master!

"Miss, no matter how beautiful he is, he is much worse than you."

Concubine Murong waved her hand, she couldn't let the two eunuchs be crazy about her.

After all, he is a eunuch, insulting Sven, (๑ ́∀'๑).

"Alright, you guys stand down."

She has already thought about how to dress it on the Lotus Picking Festival, and choose a dress to overwhelm the crowd.

At this moment.

A certain little hen that has been neglected by others is developing like crazy.

The little petite chicken was already on her feet, and when Concubine Murong was spying on the military situation, she jumped to the little sandalwood table and poured all the frozen snow fish soup she drank into her stomach!

"Hiccup~Hiccup~"

The little hen flutters her wings, lifts her chin proudly, and burps sweetly, and is so happy that she can't express it!

Chickens are born like this, what more can a husband ask for? Oh my God, in order to eat, she was already shameless, and Guo Ben secretly drank the remaining soup from Concubine Murong!

The rooster faces have starry eyes, staring at a certain little hen, their eyes are unblinking, and they have an idiot expression. JPG。

Well, my own little petite chicken, what do you think, how fucking sexy!

The little petite chicken was secretly proud, and was about to do a waist twisting dance, when suddenly-

The neck of fate was choked by a begonia, and Concubine Murong stared at it widely, listening to Lan holding an electric baton, ready to stun it at any time!

The little petite chicken lowered her head, the top of her head was curled, and she winked at Concubine Murong pitifully, raised her chicken paws, and made a surrender gesture: "Chirp!" "The little petite is wrong, please let it go!

The two little eunuchs were stunned, as if Columbus had discovered the New World.

This invincible stinky fart shameless little hen is actually coquettish?

Shame on you!

However, Jiaoji is like this, and the cold god Concubine Murong is unmoved:

"Lay me a hundred eggs tomorrow, or you won't be allowed to eat!" Understand? ”

The little petite chicken chirped crookedly: "Chirp! "Angry!

At this moment, Concubine Murong is extremely hateful in the eyes of the little hen!