Xiefeng against the sky: rebirth of the queen who controls the demon

"I won't kneel down for this princess yet." Mo Lianyi suddenly shouted, and Feiwu was so scared that her knees softened. "Puu..." she knelt on the ground. This girl was also an old man in the palace. When she saw that Mo Lianyi was in a wrong state today, she immediately begged for mercy.

"The little princess is angry, I know my mistake, so I ask the little princess to spare my life."

Mo Lianyi's cold eyes swept Feiwu's cheeks, "Do you know what's wrong with Feiwu?"

"I know my mistake."

"Where is the mistake?"

"I should not pay tribute to the little princess's dress privately."

"Palm and mouth." Mo Lianyi's cold voice rolled down from her lips. Liuying raised her hand and looked at Fei Wu's swollen and undesirable cheeks. She seemed to feel a little reluctant to start.

"Liuying, do you want to be slapped?" Liuying heard the little princess' cold voice, which aroused goose bumps all over her body.

She turned her head slightly and slapped her in the face one after another, firmly landing on Feiwu's face.

"Feiwu, I will ask you again, where are you wrong?"

Feiwu had already been beaten to the point of being star-stirring, and her ears were like countless little bees working hard, buzzing, and she couldn't hear clearly what Mo Lianyi said.

When Liuying saw Feiwu like this, she knelt down in front of Mo Lianyi. "Little princess, Feiwu is also a matter of words and deeds. I would like to forgive Feiwu once!"

Feiwu saw Liuying plead for her, and immediately kowtowed like pounding garlic, begging Mo Lianyi to plead with high talent.

Mo Lianyi slowly squatted in front of Feiwu, holding up her jaw with a finger, and a sharp look was revealed in the lavender eyes, "I want you, the servant, to remember who is your master?"

The force of her fingers suddenly loosened, and Feiwu was overturned to the ground. She immediately endured the pain and climbed to Mo Lianyi's feet. Her cheeks on both sides swollen and even her speech became vague. "Little princess, I know my mistake. You will always be my master. I will never dare to overthrow the truth. Please forgive me."

Mo Lianyi disliked her and flew away on the ground, turned around gracefully, and Yun Danfeng gently opened her thin lips, "Liuying, this dress looks good, put it away for me. I'm tired, so I'll take a nap first."

"I obey the order." Liuying folded the royal blue wavy brocade palace dress and put it into the brocade box. She looked at Feiwu, who was kneeling on the ground and lowered her head, sighed softly, and entered the dormitory with Mo Lianyi.

Without Mo Lianyi's order, Feiwu didn't dare to get up at all. The empty hall was dead, with only the sound of hourglass dripping. Her resentful eyes stared at the bluestone floor, thinking to herself, "The little princess must have been bewitched by Liuying's little bitch, so she would have made such a heavy hand at me. It must be, otherwise, how could the little princess's timid personality suddenly become so strong..."

"Oh, isn't this Sister Feiwu? Who made such a ruthless hand to make Sister Feiwu's beautiful face look like this?" Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first, and Lan Xingyue twisted her bee's waist and walked from outside.

Lan Xingyue had already received the news, neither too late nor too late. Seeing Mo Lianyi leave her, she slowly moved her lotus step to Feiwu. When she heard Lan Xingyue's coquettish voice, Feiwu's eyes lit up. She looked up and met Lan Xingyue's seemingly concerned gaze, "Princess Mingyue, I beg you to be the master of me."

Feiwu looked at the cousin in front of her. The little princess of Suri listened to her most. As long as the cousin came out, she could definitely reverse the situation, turn defeat into victory, and punish Liuying, the little bitch.