"I'm a little bastard!"

Feng Yuelu's heart is erect, and finally responded.

When Feng Yuelu was beaten and screamed, she said it three or five times.

"I'm a little bastard. Sister, I'm wrong. I'm a little bastard. I know I'm wrong and I will never dare to offend you again."

Feng Xingying just held the whip, and looked down at her face with the words "bitter" as if the queen had arrived:

"My father is the master of the Feng family, and his Majesty personally named Zhongyong Marquis. My mother is the first wife. She was a master of the emperor and was awarded the title of the second-rank lady. Xingying was born with noble birth and had no connection with the mixed characters.

Feng Yuelu, you, a bastard born to a nameless girl from a girl with no names, is really a little bastard. Is it so difficult to tell the truth? You have to ask me to beat you before speaking?

I really feel embarrassed when I think of calling a sister to a bastard.

A few more whips will give you a long memory.”

Feng Xingying said while twitching, and shook her head with a sigh.

Yun Xiang was even more daring, and she was by Feng Xingying's side and counted clearly: "Forty-five, forty-six."

Every time Feng Xingying whips, the little girl counts.

When Feng Yuelu was almost unable to hold on, the raindrop-like whip finally stopped.

Feng Yuelu was so scared that she kept retreating and finally retreated to the door.

She stared at Feng Xingying hatefully, but she didn't dare to take a step forward, and she was a little afraid of refuting.

The whip is still in Feng Xingying's hand and will be pulled down at any time.

Is Feng Xingying a traitor? Not only is he quick to reach out, but he is also much smarter.

Feng Yuelu was unwilling to give up, but she also knew that she was no match for her elder sister, so she could only speak out.

"Feng Xingying, the story of you being kidnapped by a forced man last night has already spread throughout the streets and alleys. Do you think that the prince will still want you if a woman like you has suffered a loss of reputation?

Others don’t know, but I remember clearly that your beautiful face is probably as terrifying as me at this moment. No wonder you have to wear a veil. Because you are ugly and shameful!"

The former Feng Xingying, His Royal Highness, was her fatal pit.

At this time, Feng Xingying's face did not change, and she didn't even slap her, just like Deputy: Say, you'll continue talking about the arrogant face.

Feng Yuelu hates the most on weekdays, the arrogant face of this legitimate young lady. How could Feng Yuelu not be as good as Feng Xingying, a waste? Isn’t it just because she crawled out of the maid’s belly?

Feng Yuelu was furious and her courage also rose a little, and she couldn't help but continue to speak:

"Didn't you ask me where your prince brother was going a few days ago? Let me tell you this poor man. He accompanied my good third sister Feng Yuexian to Shendan Valley to ask for marrow cleaning pill a few days ago. Maybe he is now on the way back.

They both have been together for a long time, don't you even know it now, right?

Oh, by the way, I heard from my third sister that the Crown Prince promised that one day when he ascended the throne, he would also let the third sister be the queen."

Is the prince? It seems that the original owner likes such a person in my memory.

It’s a pity that I don’t feel anything anymore. Feng Xingying’s message to him is probably the only one who impressed him the most. There are seven concubines.

He was still flirting with all his concubines, and Feng Xingying was so tired for him.

Seeing Feng Xingying not answering, Feng Yuelu thought she had hit her fatal hole, and she was heartbroken for her prince's brother.

When will you not take action at this time?

Feng Yuelu's palm turned into a thick yellowish color, like a brick, and was photographed towards Feng Xingying.

Feng Yuelu was just a little surprised. Why did the timid and afraid girl from Fengxing Yingjia actually mock her with that kind of sarcastic face and look at her with a little sympathy?

Shouldn't she worry about her master?

She is a spiritual master, and the earth spiritual power brewed on this brick is enough to destroy Feng Xingying into a disabled person.

At this moment, Feng Xingying flashed, and while dodging the earth-type attack, he waved his bare hands and threw a fireball at Feng Yuelu's head casually.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!