Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mo Qingfeng's skin was pink as a peach blossom soaked in the Springs, and the raw cream applied to her left face in the same colour as the birthmark gradually dissolved when it touched the Springs.

She washed a face, all the cream was washed off, almost soaked, and she got up and dressed and sat down at the dresser.

She redecorated the space and placed a dresser and a soft stick next to the Spirit Springs. It was as cozy as her bedroom. No, it was more cozy than her humble bedroom in the Coldwater Pavilion.

Sitting in front of the dresser, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Mo Qing wind couldn't help but lift the corner of his mouth and smile with satisfaction.

She in the mirror, no longer the ugly woman with the yin and yang face, the raw muscle cream dissolved, in front of everyone is a handsome face that leans toward the city.

Clear and bright eyes with a hint of delicacy, beautiful five officials, peach blossom, rounded pearls, and icy jade bones.

Mo Qing Feng reached out and gently squeezed his left face, full of elasticity, two faces contrasted, where are the marks of half a filament of yin and yang face?

She healed her yin and yang face with her brilliant medicine and needle application, and she felt very accomplished!

With a face as beautiful as a nine-day fairy, who dares call her an ugly woman in the future? Who else would laugh at her for being an ugly woman?

Out of the space, she attacked the light green dress, embraced the dominant world, gently touched it, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and raised her hand as the spring wind blew the curved willow.

Seeing her come out, she stood behind Chu Muchen and the eyes of Snow Spirit glistened. Her eyes swept over with astonishment.

Even though the princess wears a veil, she still can't shield her Jinghua, and can hide the faults of her yin and yang face.

As soon as she came out of the space, she felt the atmosphere of repression in the bedroom, and smelled the slight fragrance of freshness. Mo Qingfeng knew that Chu Muchen was here.

Mo Qingfeng smiled softly, he must have come to the entertainer to ask guilt.

Chu Muchen once sat at the table, his grim face was covered with thin ice, cold and frightening, his face was a little pale, but still not losing his king's temper, still my only honor and nobility.

Alas, Mo Qingfeng really doesn't like the way he looks.

Her uncle Gu Xiao, the president of a country, did not have this kind of Chu Muchen, always put herself at the top of the table, always looked at her with a very low regard.

Doesn't the original master have an ugly yin and yang face? As for hating her so much?

Ugly, it's not the owner's fault. Which girl doesn't want to look pretty?

It's not her fault that the original lord loves him, she loves him, he can not marry her... I really don't understand the mind of this man!

Mo Qingfeng felt himself, increasingly unwilling to see him.

Mo Qingfeng sat across from him, his clear and bright eyes filled with a faint smile, “Chu Muchen, look at your face, isn't it hurt a lot? Do you want me to give you a pill? ”

Chu Muchen looked up and swept her coldly, pulling her thin lips, "How do you know Lonely Zenan? What's your relationship? Did you kill Miss Mo Fu Qi? Are you pretending to be Mo Ching Wind? ”

Other than that, Chu Muchen really couldn't figure out why his princess suddenly became so powerful.

It's not a day or two when he meets Mo Chingfeng. How many pounds does Mo Chingfeng have?

I talked to her today, and she's been saving up force for almost a decade.

When did Mo Ching Wind get so high to fix it?

And Mo Ching Wing doesn't know the lonely Zenan!

Mo Qingfeng frowned, “I think what you are most concerned about right now is your wounds, your face is pale and your wounds are not light. Besides, why would I impersonate Mordor? Chu Muchen, I am Mo Chingfeng! ”

Spirit through, it's not impersonation.

Chu Muchen looked at her indifferently, but was in a better mood. Cold words: “Are you concerned about the king? If you care about this king, you should not fight him, let alone be alone with Zenan. ”

“Oh, Chu Muchen, I'm not caring about you, I don't want you to take the bottom of my affairs and always show up in front of me to annoy me. Besides, I'm not against you, you're against me, and your concubines are against me. I always don't take the initiative to go to the prisoner, but I'll pay you back. ”

Listening to her is not concerned about herself, Chu Muchen's eyes are deep and her voice is even colder: “You are the princess of this king, you should care about this king! Fat, with other men, the king asked, is this wrong too? Is that annoying?”

Mo Qingfeng grinned and looked into Chu Muchen's eyes to re-emphasize: “Chu Muchen, you have to understand that I am not your princess. Who worships me, who is my husband, you do not worship me at all, you do not cave with me, how to become my husband? You say that, I just want to laugh, ha-ha. ”

Chu Muchen's face was so heavy, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the rooster in her arms. Damn, this time I saw it, he was prettier and brighter than the last time, his body seemed to glow, and of course it was even more dazzling.

Chu Muchen picked the end of his eyebrows and asked unhappily: "Do you think that chicken is your husband all your life? ”

And, hey, what the hell is that?

Mo Qingfeng did not answer, just looked at him cold, cold eyes, no one could guess what she was thinking.

Chu Muchen rubbed his lips and his handsome face flashed with complexity. “If you mind that the king did not worship you at the time, and did not cave with you, the king is willing to make it up to you. ”

Snow Ling heard next door, his face slightly changed, looked at Chu Muchen wonderfully, what is the king doing? Is he confessing to the princess? She looked at Mo Qingfeng again, only she frowned and could see her discomfort and disdain in her eyes.

The princess doesn't like the prince?

Mo Qingfeng just slightly flashed, she quickly figured out Chu Muchen's words.

I'm sure he's taken care of himself.

Mo Qingfeng snorted coldly and looked at Chu Muchen coldly, saying word for word: "Chu Muchen, do you think you can make up for the loss? Perhaps you can bring a dead man back to life, but can you bring a man back to life when his heart is dead? The moment you allowed Yi Qingyun and Zhao Minjing to beat me to death, my heart was already dead, and you wanted to make up for it and you didn't have a chance to make up for it. On the day of the matrimony, when you let Zhao Min Jing come out with a cock and make everyone laugh at me, making me a laughingstock of Chu Qianguo, all I had was hate and disgust for you, and I didn't give a shit about you as the Eight Kings, let alone the Eight Princesses. Again, I declare that you did not marry me in the chapel, you did not have candlestick night with my cave room, you are not my husband, I am not your queen, henceforth my cause will not be your concern...” I leaned forward slightly, Mo Ching Feng looked at him sarcastically, the tone slowly, saying word for word: “You do not have the right to concern me, we have never had any relationship, I want to deal with lonely Zenan, even with other men, you do not have the right to care. If you feel lonely and empty, you can have a concubine. I won't care about you. ”

“Murray Wind! Enough!!” Chu Muchen was furious with the blues on her forehead. Her eyes were even more gloomy. Her beautiful and cold eyes made him more angry. When she was angry, she reached out and grabbed her veil.