Then she will meet her well!
Speaking of it, in the past three years, Feng Qingqing had troubled her more than once, but she was pushed away without pain.
Feng Qingqing had always had doubts about Jun Mo, so he didn't dare to move her, and was often humiliated instead of being humiliated.
Over time, I hated Su Kui even more.
Sometimes, Su Kui didn't understand that Feng Qingqing, as a concubine, had a smoother life than the concubine, why he still couldn't get along with her.
She didn't jump into the river holding her baby!
So, the hatred of the heroine and the female partner in the novel is always a little bit strange.
Su Kui slowly finished her breakfast, rinsed her mouth, and went back to the room to change her outfit.
The moment she came out, everyone felt that the light in the room was bright.
She combed her hair again, and a few bright pearl hairpins were inserted diagonally into the flying fairy bun, all of them dripping blood, which looked like rare genuine products.
The willow brows were swept lightly, the eyes filled with spring water, the skin was as delicate as beautiful jade, and the light was soft, and there was a little bit of mouth fat on the lips, which made them look more and more charming.
Two strands of hair on the cheeks dangle randomly on both sides, adding a touch of moving style.
Wearing a red and red dress, the skirt is embroidered with dark peony patterns. It looks very luxurious and not old-fashioned.
The girl's charm has long since faded, and she has become more and more like a noble lady watching everyone.
Seeing the dementia seen by a group of people, Su Kui smiled, and joy flashed in her eyes. That's right, she went to get off the horse. Of course, the more sophisticated the better!
After leaving the house, he was sent to the palace sedan by Luyao and went straight to the palace in the central city.
It was bumpy all the way, until the Jingyang Palace where Feng Qingqing lived was already in the sky, and it was almost noon.
Luyao helped her down and entered Jingyang Palace.
Feng Qingqing, dressed in a pale pink palace dress, was sitting in the main seat drinking tea. The moment Su Kui appeared, a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
The straight red was too harsh, her eyelids jumped and her lips trembled for several times before she calmed down.
Slowly clenched palms, raised his lips and smiled with surprise, "Sister, you are finally here!"
"Hehe," Su Kui was sitting straight in the wheelchair, giving a blessing without pain, "Sister, please forgive me for any inconvenience."
That perfunctory attitude!
Feng Qingqing gritted her teeth with hatred, Feng Yanran, a bitch woman, would be uncomfortable if she didn't add a blockage to her, right? With priceless jewellery on his head, he swaggered through the market, and he was wearing a red dress that can only be worn in the main room.
Even if she is in a high position, few people in this world can embarrass her, but she still can't wear red!
In the hearts of others, except for the queen seat, the concubine next to him can only be regarded as a concubine!
How can she not hate this? The obsession in her heart is the supreme throne--
Her heart was full of gulfs, and she smiled unabatedly. She groaned softly and softly, "Sister, what do you say, do we two sisters still need to be so polite?"
Let you be arrogant for two more days, and when the regent is down, I want you to die!
How shrewd Su Kui was, she understood what a smiling tiger was thinking while her eyes flashed.
She also smiled back, "What the younger sister said-I just don't know why the younger sister called me?" But she raised her brows slightly, and it was too early to say!
Feng Qingqing walked over to Su Kui and sat down, hugging her arm affectionately, and said a little coquettishly: "My younger sister is really boring in this palace. Uncle Wang is not in the palace again recently, so I asked the emperor to keep my sister here. How many days can I stay in the palace for a few days?"
Although it was a questioning tone, the result was already certain.
Su Kui sneered in her heart, is this a disguised form of taking hostages