Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Murong Canghai raised his hand and replied briefly, "The old lady is polite."

Although he was an uninvited guest, he must not be neglected. After considering it, Su Buqing led the King of the North Court to the opposite side of the 4th, 6th and 7th princes to sit on the same side as Zhenfei.

After sitting down, Murong Canghai's eyes, which were exuding evil spirits, gently swept through Su Zicong's disabled right hand, and an undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Xuanyuan Qiche's fist placed on the table was clenched tightly, the cup in his hand was shaking in secret, and fire was almost spurting out of his eyes.

Murong Canghai calmly met his cold gaze. Xuanyuan Qiche was stunned, and his heart seemed to be picked by a knife. The King of the North Court looked at him as if he was murderous intent, which made him feel a little breathless.

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He had a brief contact with Murong Canghai when he was ordered by the crown prince to celebrate the birthday of the little emperor of Qin only two years ago. The two did not form a grudge. Why did his eyes look so cold when he looked at him?

Taking advantage of the crowd's eyes to the King of North Court, Song Feiyan avoided everyone's eyes and secretly left the banquet scene, took two girls, and walked into the garden behind. Su Baixi and Su Zicong met and smiled at each other-

Hohoho.

The show is about to begin.

Su Baixi picked up the sake in front of him and took a sip, with an elegant and seductive posture.

With the appearance of the King of North Court, everyone at the banquet had their own thoughts.

Only Su Yueming, from beginning to end, seemed to have not been affected at all, was completely out of the matter and still listened obediently to what the old lady was saying.

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"Bang!"

With a sudden sound, the door of Yumingyuan was kicked open by two fierce maids.

The third aunt, who was sitting in the room drinking medicine, stood up suddenly in fear. The bowl of medicine in her hand fell to the ground and the bowl was broken.

When the maid Xiangqiao saw the person coming in, an ominous premonition suddenly surged in her heart, and she stuttered-

"Table, Miss Table."

However, Song Feiyan didn't care about Xiang Qiao's existence. She raised her chin and exuded a dangerous aura in her eyes. She walked to the third concubine, looked at her contemptuously, and asked arrogantly-

"You are Su Yueming's biological mother?"

Under Song Feiyan's stare, the third aunt, who had always been timid, saw two maids with a fierce look behind her. She was so scared that she trembled all over and curled up into a ball. Her face was pale, she was a little breathless, and her mouth opened.

, but I couldn't make a sound because I was too nervous and scared.

"Are you deaf or dumb? I ask you something, why don't you answer?" Song Feiyan reached out and pushed the third aunt hard, cursing mercilessly as if she was scolding a lowly slave.

Third Aunt.

"I..." Big sweat came out of the third aunt's face, trembling, and said in a nearly sharp and inaccurate voice, "Miss Cousin, did Miss Three do anything?"

Seeing that the third concubine was so scared that she was about to faint, Song Feiyan couldn't help feeling particularly satisfied. Holding the pleasure of revenge on Su Yueming, she raised her hand and slapped the third concubine in the face.

This first slap was something Su Yueming just avoided!

"Ba!" Before the third aunt could react, she raised her hand and slapped her hard.

This second slap was stopped by Su Yueming who blocked her hand just now.

The third aunt's eyes were filled with stars and blood in the corners of her mouth.

Humph, didn’t this little bitch dare to teach her a lesson? Then she gave all the little bitch what she should have endured to the little bitch’s mother!