This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Is the cloudscape ugly?

In the age of the weak crown, there is a youthful spirit, a little bit of youth in his handsomeness, and a bit of maturity that a little man would have.

When laughing, there is a tiger tooth on the left side, which is a little childish.

Ugly or not ugly...

Yun Shangjing touched his face, looked at the back of the wicked woman who was already far away, tilted his head and asked his entourage: "Is this king ugly?"

The entourage hurriedly shook his head: "That eldest princess of the Yan Dynasty thinks that there is something wrong with her eyes."

Yun Shangjing burst out laughing, turned back to the corridor, and glanced at the closed door.

"My lord, these three lords are still in the house, should we…"

Yun Shangjing shook his head with a meaningful smile, "Let's not worry about the third brother's family affairs."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the corridor and beckoned to call the steward not far away:

"This king is going to harass the third brother's mansion for a few days, you go to the small courtyard of the spare room."

The steward's face was hesitant.

Seeing this, Yun Shangjing smiled: "If you want to go, go, if the third brother asks, this king will take care of it for you."

The person in charge then responded with a bitter face, thinking that there will be no peace in this mansion in the future.

The two evil spirits from the Yan Dynasty were already a headache, and now there is another King Jing. Their princes have never liked this younger brother very much.

…

"Princess, didn't you say that this Dongji Daomen is comparable to the state religion in South Vietnam?

Why was that King Cheng released? Did he sell us, or is Nanyue ready to settle down? "Taoxiang muttered in confusion.

"Take it easy? Oh, didn't you see that someone has come to the door?" Tsing Yi Yangtian yawned again, her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Taoxiang suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the princess just said that King Jing was ugly.

Back in the courtyard, Tsing Yi immediately fell to the ground, and ordered the two girls to find Wang who couldn't cook. Uncle Cat wanted to follow his owner, but Tsing Yi grabbed his tail.

"What do you want meow!"

Fat cat is very upset.

"You can go and stare at the cloud scene in a while." Tsing Yi lowered his eyes lazily, and yawned before saying three words.

"What are you staring at that kid for?" the fat cat said with a puzzled face. "I said that he was ugly, but now I'm thinking about it again? Why are your tastes so changeable?"

Tsing Yi slapped it on the forehead, "Is the old lady the kind of ghost who doesn't pick up her tongue? That kid..."

She opened her eyes slightly, and the light in the bottom of her eyes was a little deep.

"It feels a little weird to me."

The fat cat was energized when he heard it.

"He is also a member of Dongji Daomen? Or is it the Eternal Life Sect?" It also looked at Yun Shangjing at that time, and except for the handsome face, it did not see any difference.

"I can't tell." Tsing Yi curled his lips, "Anyway, you just have to keep an eye on it."

Since she became a demon, her perception is different from the past in some respects.

She was upset when she saw the cloud scene for the first time.

The other party looked at it clearly as a mortal, but there was always a vague feeling that made her uncomfortable.

She couldn't tell where the discomfort came from, but it was impossible to ignore.

Thinking of this, she thought of Qiu Yu.

That kid came to Nanyue with him, but because he was in retreat all the time for the golden pill given by Zixiao, Tsing Yi directly contained him in the Zijin ring.

With a flick of his finger in the purple gold ring, Little Fatty twisted out.

"It's dying, Aunt Tsingyi, why are you scratching someone's itch?"

Xiao Pangdun is getting fatter and stronger today, and with that sky-rocketing hair, he is simply a round and strong white radish.

Tsing Yi swallowed, and sliced ​​the mutton stew and it should taste good.

Frightened by her eyes, Little Fatty hurriedly hugged the poor and weak self, "Take back your wolf-like eyes, what do you want to do to others!"

Tsing Yi gave it a brain break.

"I don't do anything all day long to keep my body fat. You are so beautiful. What is Qiu Yu's situation now?"

The Zijin Ring was originally made by Zixiao, and Qiu Yu now has Zixiao's Jindan.

Little Fatty knew that this was his father Zixiao's son-in-law, and he didn't dare to be lazy.

"Jindan has already been refined for the most part, and he will wake up after a while. However, Chu Ziling is really cheap, and he picked up such a big bargain with brother Qiu Yu."

Little Fatty didn't like Chu Ziling at all.

"The souls of the two of them are still inseparable now?"

"It's more than inseparable, it's like glue like paint." Xiao Pangdun didn't spread any culture, just talking nonsense when he opened his mouth.

Tsing Yi waved his hand and let it roll back to guard. When he looked up, he saw a lazy shadow coming back from outside.

Mo Chijun had a smile on his face, but before he could speak, he stretched out his hand first.

"Is my good boy obedient in my mother's belly?"

Tsing Yi slapped his paw with a slap, and said with a stern look, "You should be the top third, right?"

What a **** greeting, as if she had an affair with him.

Mo Chi pouted and changed his way: "The scumbag has a child who abused me!"

"The old lady only abuses you."

Tsing Yi almost kicked him into a shit.

Prince Peipi got up from the ground with a smile, rubbed his face against the edge of the soft couch, and squeezed out a few inches for himself.

Tsing Yi stared at him and punched him a few times, but he didn't blow this fellow away.

"I'll be close to my good son and daughter for a while, not to you, scumbag, don't be too stingy!"

"roll!"

Tsing Yi made a gesture to pull his face, but two cold objects were stuffed into his hands.

She frowned slightly, looking at the palm of her hand.

Those were two pieces of longevity locks, but they were not jade. They shone with dazzling scales in the sun, and they were really beautiful.

The vast demon power above was warm, and the heart of Tsing Yi, which was pressed against the palm but was hot, trembled.

Her face changed suddenly.

"Zhu Heishui! Are you brainwashed!"

She grabbed Mochi's collar, and she seemed to strangle him to death.

Mochi coughed twice, pretending to be weak, and said:

"What is fierce? It's not for you, it's for my future son and daughter."

"There are only a few scales left on your bald worm, and you can make your own fur as well! You take these two pieces back."

She angrily shoved the longevity lock into Mochi's arms, but he held his hand tightly.

Mo Chi sneered, and there was a bit of playfulness in his silver eyes, but his tired emotions were unreal.

"How can the scales that were pulled out grow back? Are you stupid?"

Mochi flicked on her forehead.

"It's okay to return this dragon scale longevity lock to me. Let my good son and good daughter return it by herself. What do you mean by doing it for you? It's not for you."

Mo Chi hooked his lips, but smiled vigorously, looking so heartless.

"I am the most partial, except for Miaomiao, I am willing to be so good to my son and daughter."

"You scumbag is hurting now, but I won't hurt you."

"These two pieces of longevity locks are just for you to keep, don't try to steal them!"