Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Mother!" Song Feiyan held Xuanyuan Xuehen's arm with both hands and said unrestrainedly, "I really can't swallow this breath. If I don't teach Su Yueming a lesson, I... I'll die."

"The unpromising thing!" After hearing this, Xuanyuan Xuehen's face suddenly darkened, he brushed his long sleeves, and shouted angrily, "You are so desperate that you are not worthy of being my Xuanyuan Xuehen's daughter!

What is the difference between the demeanor of the Left Prime Minister’s House and Su Baixi’s zombie who is so beautiful but has no brains?”

"Mother..." Song Feiyan didn't expect that this moment, her mother wanted to teach her a lesson, and she didn't expect that her cousin, who was so beautiful and beautiful, was just a brainless zombie in her mother's mind.

"As the legitimate daughter of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, my daughter of Xuanyuan Xuehen is so stupid that she humiliated an aunt in front of so many people at the old woman's birthday party. In the eyes of others, my Xuanyuan Xuehen just didn't teach her well

Daughter!" Xuanyuan Xuehen sounded the confused things Song Feiyan did and scolded him sternly.

Song Feiyan was scolded so much that she didn't dare to yell anymore, so she had to pretend to be wronged and whisper, "The reason I did this was really abrupt by Su Yueming. Before the birthday party began, she refused to take me in front of so many servants.

I was so angry that I was so angry that I did... that I did that!"

"I just refuse to admit that I am stupid! I was obviously a chess piece by your sucking aunt and cousin. That mother and daughter are not good things. One bullies others with power, and the other holds a good look!" Xuanyuan Xuehen seemed to look down on the eldest lady very much.

and Su Baixi.

Song Feiyan's face turned red and white when she was told by Xuanyuan's blood, but she still thought about letting Su Yueming get a lesson. She said-

"Mother, no matter what, today, Su Yueming scratched my face and made me look like a ghost. Are you planning to watch your daughter suffer this grievance? Besides, you are the princess

Even a humble concubine can't fight. If this is spread, how many people will have to watch the jokes of my Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Xuanyuan Xuehen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and proud affection on his face, and he snorted coldly—

"Of course I won't just forget it. My Xuanyuan Xuehen can't accommodate even a tiny grain of sand in my eyes. But now, we can't come out clearly, we have to think of a complete solution."

When Song Feiyan heard this, she was overjoyed and thought to herself: Su Yueming, if you don’t take revenge, you won’t be a human being, just wait, I will always make you worse than death

"Madam, the king of the Northern Court of the Great Qin State is here." At this moment, a slave came to report.

A full of doubt flashed through Xuanyuan Xuehen's mind and said strangely, "Why would the King of North Court come? Let's go and take a look."

When Xuanyuan Xuehen walked into the main hall, he saw a cold and proud purple figure standing in the center of the hall-

Murong Canghai stood casually, and before he could approach him, he had already arrived at a momentum that was coming to his face. Xuanyuan Xuehen actually felt an invisible pressure. She calmed down and walked over.

A smile appeared on the top and said—

"I don't know if the King of the North Court came and was in trouble. I hope to forgive him. Please sit down and see the tea."

She saw three people standing behind Murong Canghai, one of whom was the man and the other was the one who fought with her yesterday. Both of them were extraordinary and quite powerful.

And the other one...

She couldn't help but take a few more glances—

This is an exquisite and beautiful boy. Beside Murong Canghai, he looks too delicate. His delicate and white skin makes him look a bit feminine and feels a bit familiar.

Feeling Xuanyuan Xuehen’s gaze, Su Yueming still maintained a calm and humble expression.

"Princess, you're polite." Murong Canghai raised his hand and sat down.

"I wonder what important things are you going to do today?" Xuanyuan Xuehen was not vague and said straight to the point.

"Mother!" Song Feiyan held Xuanyuan Xuehen's arm with both hands and said unrestrainedly, "I really can't swallow this breath. If I don't teach Su Yueming a lesson, I... I'll die."

"The unpromising thing!" After hearing this, Xuanyuan Xuehen's face suddenly darkened, he brushed his long sleeves, and shouted angrily, "You are so desperate that you are not worthy of being my Xuanyuan Xuehen's daughter!

What is the difference between the demeanor of the Left Prime Minister’s House and Su Baixi’s zombie who is so beautiful but has no brains?”

"Mother..." Song Feiyan didn't expect that this moment, her mother wanted to teach her a lesson, and she didn't expect that her cousin, who was so beautiful and beautiful, was just a brainless zombie in her mother's mind.

"As the legitimate daughter of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, my daughter of Xuanyuan Xuehen is so stupid that she humiliated an aunt in front of so many people at the old woman's birthday party. In the eyes of others, my Xuanyuan Xuehen just didn't teach her well

Daughter!" Xuanyuan Xuehen sounded the confused things Song Feiyan did and scolded him sternly.

Song Feiyan was scolded so much that she didn't dare to yell anymore, so she had to pretend to be wronged and whisper, "The reason I did this was really abrupt by Su Yueming. Before the birthday party began, she refused to take me in front of so many servants.

I was so angry that I was so angry that I did... that I did that!"

"I just refuse to admit that I am stupid! I was obviously a chess piece by your sucking aunt and cousin. That mother and daughter are not good things. One bullies others with power, and the other holds a good look!" Xuanyuan Xuehen seemed to look down on the eldest lady very much.

and Su Baixi.

Song Feiyan's face turned red and white when she was told by Xuanyuan's blood, but she still thought about letting Su Yueming get a lesson. She said-

"Mother, no matter what, today, Su Yueming scratched my face and made me look like a ghost. Are you planning to watch your daughter suffer this grievance? Besides, you are the princess

Even a humble concubine can't fight. If this is spread, how many people will have to watch the jokes of my Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Xuanyuan Xuehen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and proud affection on his face, and he snorted coldly—

"Of course I won't just forget it. My Xuanyuan Xuehen can't accommodate even a tiny grain of sand in my eyes. But now, we can't come out clearly, we have to think of a complete solution."

When Song Feiyan heard this, she was overjoyed and thought to herself: Su Yueming, if you don’t take revenge, you won’t be a human being, just wait, I will always make you worse than death

"Madam, the king of the Northern Court of the Great Qin State is here." At this moment, a slave came to report.

A full of doubt flashed through Xuanyuan Xuehen's mind and said strangely, "Why would the King of North Court come? Let's go and take a look."

When Xuanyuan Xuehen walked into the main hall, he saw a cold and proud purple figure standing in the center of the hall-

Murong Canghai stood casually, and before he could approach him, he had already arrived at a momentum that was coming to his face. Xuanyuan Xuehen actually felt an invisible pressure. She calmed down and then walked over.

A smile appeared on the top and said—

"I don't know if the King of the North Court came and was in trouble. I hope to forgive him. Please sit down and see the tea."

She saw three people standing behind Murong Canghai, one of whom was the man and the other was the one who fought with her yesterday. Both of them were extraordinary and quite powerful.

And the other one...

She couldn't help but take a few more glances—

This is an exquisite and beautiful boy. Beside Murong Canghai, he looks too delicate. His delicate and white skin makes him look a bit feminine and feels a bit familiar.

Feeling Xuanyuan Xuehen’s gaze, Su Yueming still maintained a calm and humble expression.

"Princess, you're polite." Murong Canghai raised his hand and sat down.

"I wonder what important things are you going to do today?" Xuanyuan Xuehen was not vague and said straight to the point.