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Knowing that Feng Qingming was shy, he walked out.

As soon as Mo Liancheng left, a maid came in with his clothes.

Feng Qingming asked them to dress themselves. They were still red, and the peony flowers embroidered with golden thread were so graceful and beautiful.

She changed her clothes and went out.

As soon as he lifted his eyes, he saw Mo Liancheng, who turned out to be a robe similar to his own.

Couple models?

Mo Liancheng waited until she reached his side, and the two of them kept walking towards the courtyard of the concubine on the water side.

As he walked, Feng Qingming was thinking.

Although this plot is not difficult, basically preventing the rebirth of Feng Yunyao from succeeding is equivalent to half of the completion.

So now, are you going to clean up the other women in this palace, and then live happily with Mo Liancheng?

Still, just continue to live as a respectful guest.

No, she still has to be perfect, she wants new skills.

After thinking about it clearly, Feng Qingming raised his head slightly and glanced at Mo Liancheng.

Such a handsome face!

After reading it like a research, she gently averted her eyes.

"Is this king good-looking?"

He leaned slightly in Feng Qingming's direction, and said a word in her ear gently.

"..."

He suddenly approached, and leaned very quietly.

Her scorching breath made her ears red.

Her body suddenly stiffened, a kind of strange ambiguity, if there is something like nothing, fermenting in the air.

Feng Qingming drove more quickly, how shameless this person is...

She turned her head again and looked behind her.

The maids who had followed sincerely were all blushing with their heads down.

"The prince is naturally looking like a fairy!"

Feng Qingming complimented him not to be outdone.

Looks like a fairy! What the **** is this!

Mo Liancheng's face turned black, and he walked toward the front with his head swaggered.

Finally arrived at a water pavilion, and sure enough, the concubine on the water side lived on the water.

Seemingly hearing their footsteps, Concubine Shuibian walked out of the house and hired Tingting.

Like a weak willow Fufeng, she was wearing a white veil, her black hair draped behind her, only a sapphire wipe on her forehead.

"Lord...you came to see me!"

Concubine on the water side hugged Mo Liancheng like a snake.

"Aqian—"

Feng Qingming sneezed, and Concubine Shui Side was about to rush into Mo Liancheng's arms. At this moment, she was stunned when she heard the harsh sound.

She turned her head stiffly, and saw Feng Qingmiao who was dressed in a red dress and smiled beautifully.

His face changed suddenly.

"Shuibian is indeed a water-like character, but the incense is a bit strong."

Feng Qingming praised sincerely, the concubine Shui side was indeed very beautiful, with a curly skin, a sharp chin, bright eyes and white teeth.

The surprised look at this time was also heart-pounding.

"princess!"

Concubine Shui side weakly bowed to Feng Qingming.

Feng Qingming slowly walked to Mo Liancheng's side, and stretched out his hand to gently support Concubine Shui Side up.

"Looking at the power that Concubine Shui side just rushed over, it seems to be all right?"

Feng Qingming asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"never mind."

Concubine Shui side smiled stiffly at the corner of her mouth.

Originally, the prince was alone, she had the ability to pester the prince to stay.

On the night of the bridal chamber, the prince was not there with her, but he gave him a slap in the face.