The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

Feng Hantian pushed the door open, and what caught his eye was Feng Yunshang's frowning face. She sat in front of the tea table, put one hand on the table, and sat quietly without moving.

And Yan Mei, standing behind Feng Yunshang, saw Feng Hantian entering the house. She winked at Feng Hantian and knew what Yan Mei was referring to?

Feng Hantian stepped into the room, turned around, glanced outside, closed the door, came to a stool in front of Feng Yunshang and sat down.

"Shang'er, Crown Prince Beiming is coming to our house soon, why don't you get ready?" Feng Hantian said seriously.

Feng Yunshang sighed: "Brother, you know my heart."

"Actually, if you think about it, brother, Prince Beiming is also a very good person. Although he has weird habits and doesn't like to communicate with others, his strength is indeed higher than that of the prince. Moreover, Prince Beiming is still a figure that the four countries are competing for. In the future,

There is no doubt about it when you step into the temple."

Those who are able to enter the temple must have reached the level of the mysterious master in the mirror world. The master of the mysterious world. No one has been to that place so far. The temple is a paradise for people to look at, a place where people become gods.

Prince Beiming doesn't like those pomps. Although he is famous all over the world, except for the heads of the four kingdoms of Dongye, Xixuan, Beishuo and Nanluo in Luoxuan continent who know what he looks like, few people really know him.

Old or young, beautiful or ugly.

He had been invited by countless colleges, large and small, to be a royal tutor and to participate in various high-profile activities, but he refused them all because he didn't like the excitement.

However, Feng Yunshang's personality is completely opposite. She wishes that everyone in the world would know her and everyone would cheer at her feet.

Whenever she goes to the "World of Warcraft Forest" for training with Mu Lingjun, the crown prince of Dongye Kingdom, there will always be countless people worshiping Mu Lingjun, and some even regard her as the princess. She likes this feeling, and she doesn't want to marry Beiming.

The crown prince has to stay in the mansion all day long.

However, the power of Prince Beiming is often higher than that of Lord Mu Ling. In the blink of an eye, the kings of the four kingdoms can respond to their requests.

This is the rule of this continent. As long as you are strong, the stronger you are, the more respected and loved you will be.

Feng Yunshang sighed again: "I just can't let that fool become the crown princess. Why should she occupy the position of the crown princess? She is just a waste. Why has the prince not canceled the marriage for so long? I am angry just thinking about it."

The handkerchief she was holding was almost crushed by her pinch, her beautiful face was flushed with anger, her eyes were flashing with a cold light, why didn't the prince slap that fool to death with one palm, fool,

Life is too great.

"Oh, second sister, there is no way that fool can become the Crown Princess." Feng Hantian narrowed his eyes, his dark eyes darkening.

Feng Yunshang raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion: "Why? The prince didn't come to break off the engagement."

Feng Hantian came close to her ear and whispered...

He told Feng Yunshang what he had secretly done to Feng Yunmo yesterday. Not only would he prevent Feng Yunmo from becoming the princess, he would also turn her into the ugliest woman in the world.

After hearing this, Feng Yunshang twitched the corners of her mouth and laughed.

Seeing that her mood was getting better, Yan Mei patted Feng Yunshang on the shoulder and smiled: "Come here, mother will give you a beautiful hair style."

Although she was a little regretful that she could not become Mu Lingjun's woman, Feng Yunshang felt much more balanced when she thought that there was no way that fool could become the crown princess.

Just when they thought everything was going perfectly, an ear at the top of the tile-roofed house listened quietly to every word spoken in the room.