The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Male color jade, equally divided.

Especially Mr. Xu, even though the male and female guests kept some distance deliberately, when they looked at each other from a distance, they gathered a lot of eyes, and the wolf-like eyes of his daughter's family almost stripped him naked. Unexpectedly, he didn't move on the mountain and was not affected at all, but the corners of his lips that were always smiling in the past were tightly pursed at this moment, showing his bad mood at the moment.

On the contrary, that annoying bastard has long sleeves and is good at dancing, he has both ways, and like in his previous life, he seizes every opportunity to make friends with others.

The two sat together, but there was no communication at all. There was a strange atmosphere of tension between them.

The auspicious time for the banquet was getting closer, and the two sisters Lin Qingran were led back to their own banquet. The daughter of the prime minister has a high status, but she is nothing among the royal family and nobles who are full of seats. The position of the two sisters is relatively backward, but it is also a little forward than the Luo family.

The two sisters returned to their seats, smiling lightly, with a calm posture, blocking all prying eyes in the vast night, with an elegant and indifferent posture.

Princess Lanxi sat at the top, looking at the indifferent Lin Qingran who couldn't hide her coquettish attitude, thinking of Yun Zheng's token that never left her body, the anger in the noble girl's heart rose again.

Especially when Lin Qingran looked at Shenfei unintentionally and looked at her, there was no respect in those big bright and crystal eyes, and she just smiled lightly, as if she saw something in her eyes. It wasn't her high and mighty princess, but an ordinary stranger.

Such a negligent attitude made Princess Lanxi very uncomfortable, and her complexion naturally became ugly, but because she was under the watchful eyes of the public, it was not easy to have a seizure, so she had to keep a cold face.

In the following time, Lin Qingran didn't look at Lanxi anymore, but whispered to Lin Qingyin from time to time, which further confirmed her crime of disrespect in Lanxi's heart.

Isn't it just relying on brother Youyun's protection and recognizing two noble brothers, dare to ignore her like this, such a person who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth should be taught a lesson severely.

In fact, Princess Lanxi really misunderstood Lin Qingran. If Lin Qingran knew what Lanxi was thinking at this time, she would probably vomit blood.

She was married to Dugu Lin in her previous life, and of course she is no stranger to Princess Lanxi. Her Royal Highness is sweet and innocent in front of her, and looks like a girl who doesn't know much about the world, but she is vicious and decisive, cruel in methods, moody in front of her. Talking and laughing at one moment can drag you out and chop you up the next moment.

It is said that there are not many maids in her palace who were tortured to death by her.

And what she is best at is stabbing you quietly, causing you to die of pain, but she can only admit that she is unlucky and has no place to complain.

Lin Qingran felt that it was better to keep a distance from such a moody female devil, but she didn't want her thoughts to fall into Lan Xi's eyes, which would be a crime of disrespect.

Lan Xi glanced at the male guest, and suddenly there was an excited expression on his face. For some reason, Mr. Xu stood up suddenly and walked outside. The purple figure quickly disappeared.

Time waits for me, this is a good time, how can Princess Lanxi let it go?

Standing up slowly, swaying her figure, she slowly walked towards Lin Qingran.

Mrs. Luo noticed Princess Lanxi's movements, and saw her gaze fell on Lin Qingran, her heart skipped a beat. Before she had time to think about it, she saw that Princess Lanxi had walked to Lin Qingran's side. He looked at Lin Qingran with a smile, but there was a coldness in his smile.

It seemed like a sharp sword that had been pulled out of its sheath, ready to be swung at any time and stab at the opponent.