Alluring Poisonous Consort: Overwhelms the Demonic King

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At the beginning of entering the fantasy world, Feng Duwu seemed to fall into a rapidly swirling vortex, sucking her brain into a dizzy state, and finally passed out.

When she woke up, she was lying on a bed with golden flowers and pearls sized in grains, and a faint fragrance floating in the air. Her brain could not work, and she stared at the top of the bed with her eyes dull. The silver silk water ball incense ball hanging down lingers the fragrance of the room,

"Miss, are you awake?" I didn't know how long Feng Duwu watched intently, and a pair of hands with light yellow tight sleeves embroidered with peach blossoms and tutu reached in and hung the veil.

Feng Duwu looked at the girl with a beautiful face and shouted, "Su Xin."

"Slavery is here," the girl responded.

Feng Duwu suddenly stumbled: "Why do I know your name is Su Xin?"

"Look at what silly things the lady said, slaves have served you since you were young, and you naturally know the name of slaves." Su Xin smiled softly, "Miss, what happened to you?"

"Who am I?" Feng Duwu asked suddenly.

She doesn't remember anything, who is she? Why is she here?

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Su Xin blushed and shouted, "Surou went to see if Lin Yuyi was there immediately, Shuling went to inform the master and his wife."

As soon as Su Xin's words fell, there was a series of footsteps outside. In fact, there should be no sound, but Feng Duwu felt the rush of those footsteps.

Soon the house was full of people, her wrists were clasped by Lin Yuyi in their mouths, and she looked ignorantly at a middle-aged man and woman standing next to them. They were all in robes. Looking at the extreme richness, the beauty of that woman, the beauty is suffocating, and the man has a spirit of Ling Ran, and is obviously a high-ranking superior.

"Miss can remember who he is?" The doctor Lin Yu asked, withdrawing his hand.

"Me?" Feng Duwu's eyes slowly moved, and the subconscious replied, "Feng Wu."

"Wuer, the dance of your mother, you remember, it's so good." As soon as Feng Duwu's voice fell, the beautiful woman fluttered, hugged her tightly, and cried, "Wuer, You scared your mother, and in the future you can no longer treat yourself so lowly. If you don't want to marry, your mother will protect you. "

Later, Feng Duwu learned that her name was Feng Wu, the granddaughter of the Prime Minister of the Great Duke Dynasty, and her father was the youngest son of the Prime Minister's granddaughter. She ranked fifth in the family. Her father is a generation of talents. Her mother used to be the first beauty of the dynasty. Why was it? It is because she is now. She inherited all the features of her father and mother. Not only is she beautiful, talented, but also intelligent Extraordinary.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous for their pigs. Under such a reputation, naturally there is constant trouble. Since she and her uncle a month ago, the relatives really broke through the door. Many of the ministers with excellent relations above the court, because their sons loved her, and the conflicts between their children and grandchildren escalated into the conflicts between their parents. At the point where it is not pleasing to each other, no matter what proposal, as long as one party agrees, the eight parties oppose it. A woman has affected the imperial court. How can she accommodate her as a herd?

However, Xiangfu's loyalty, and his department are all in important positions. Her Majesty is not too blameful for her innocence, so she gave her a marriage. Such a hot potato will make it a target of public criticism no matter which one is married. Finally, the emperor gave her to his sister-in-law, His Royal Highness Huai, when he thought about it.

It is said that His Royal Highness the King was born more beautiful than a woman, but his favorite male color, if not otherwise, would not have been crowned Prince.

Feng Duwu fainted under the eunuch's eyes when she heard the news. She woke up with this scene and she couldn't remember anything.

"Miss, why are you still sitting in the yard?" Su Xin ran over with a few maids and looked at the young lady sitting on the roof with anxiety.

She was really crying. Her gentle and gentle, dignified and elegant lady, who had been jumping high since waking up, often sat on the roof and looked at the sky. The first time the lady disappeared, terrified the entire Xiangfu, and hundreds of people went up and down to find everywhere. She, the master, was sitting there clearly, and she was staring at the people in the Manchuria. In the end, the grandfather's guard saw the young lady at the tip of his eyes, and all the people were relieved.

When the grandfather asked her master why he climbed to it, the former decent master just faintly answered two words: like.

Then in the screams of all the girls, he jumped down.

It ’s so bizarre. The old lady was the master of the chickens without hands, but now she is a leap, and she does n’t even have the slightest sound when she walks. A few days ago, some maids chewed their tongues. She drifted so slowly like a ghost, silently scaring the maids for a few days, and now they are all sick, but now the lady is being ridden by unclean things. The lady went to the Bodhi Temple, and the abbot was a master, but she said that it was the lady's Fuze, and it was the lady's fate that came, which suppressed the bad rumors.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Su Xin climbed up from the ladder, moved to the side of Feng Duwu, and looked along Feng Duwu's sight, which was a clear blue sky.

"I'm watching if there is still sky in the sky, I always think that's where I should go." Feng Duwu replied softly.

In a word, Su Xin almost slipped and fell, holding her firmly and begging: "Miss, you can't do stupid things again, my wife can't help you scare."

"Sister come down." Just then, a clear drink sounded below.

It was a boy who looked very similar to Feng Duwu. He was known as one of the three beauties of the dynasty. He was the brother of Feng Duwu's uncle. Feng Duwu just glanced at him and looked up.

Feng Yan immediately leapt up and leapt up, grabbed her solo dance and flew down, holding Feng Duwu's shoulders with both hands: "Do you know how dangerous it is? You sit on it alone, the whole yard. I'm worried for you, even if you don't care about yourself, if you make a mistake, everyone in the yard will be punished. "

The sister who had made him proud and made him so painful became like this overnight. Feng Ye's heart seemed to be Ling Chi every moment. When Feng Feng danced alone, he did not speak. Even though he was expected, Feng Ye was still lost. In the end he whispered, "You can rest assured that you don't have to marry King Huai, and no one can force you anymore."

Feng Duwu's eyes turned around now. She smelled a touch of **** blood, reached out and grabbed Feng's hand. Sure enough, she saw a little blood on the corner of her robe, and her eyes suddenly became sharp; "What did you do?"