The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

"What is my identity? Why did you ever see it in your eyes?" Nangong Yao thought so, the more bitterness in his heart, everything was out of the situation he could control. Was he too arrogant, or was Heaven punished him?

He had thought that Xiao Xi would fall in love with him, but why was Qing Jue afraid?He once thought that the green juice gut wouldn't kill him, what's the fear of life and death?

I never thought that Xiao Xi didn't fall in love with him, but he fell in love with Xiao Xi. The green juice poison was very painful and tortured in every attack. It was comparable to torture, making life and death impossible.

"Xiao Xi, you still don't understand men?" Nangong Qingqing smiled, seeing Xiao Xi's beautiful face slightly change under him, he blew a breath to her, and continued to say: " Men will always think of the best things they can’t get. Perhaps, I will get you once and I won’t bother you again."

Xiao Xi did not hate Nangong Yuan's breath. He felt that this man was gentle like a piece of beautiful jade, and the breath was also elegant, but now, Xiao Xi knows that if he is blind, he will think of scum as beautiful jade.

In this man's bones, there are the inferior roots of most men. They treat women as playthings. When they don't get them, they are all good. When they get them, they disdain them.

"Xi'er." Nangong Yao called to her again, her eyes narrowed like the moon, and said softly: "Today Fengling will not come back, you meet me once, and I will not be entangled with you again since then, Fengling I don’t know. Is this good?"

Pa ~

Xiao Xi gave him a slap in the face, his eyes were red, and he wished to kill him: "You are shameless."

Nangong Yao's face was deflected. The jade-white side face quickly climbed up five bright red fingerprints. His fingers gradually tightened. The bed was in his palm, almost to be crushed. His face came straight, cold Stared at Xiao Xi, bloody mouth lightly ticked: "Feng Lingran is not shameless? Or do you just like him shameless to you?"

Qing Ju Gu poisoned his heart frantically, making jealousy grow crazy. If it wasn't for squeezing the bed quilt vigorously, Nangong Yao even desperately took all the clothes off Xiao Xi's little fox impulse.

Xiao Xi bit her lip. She didn’t like to hear Feng Lingran’s shameless words from her mouth. Why was Ling Lingran shameless to her? That’s what happened between her and Feng Lingran. tube.

"Turn off your farts." Xiao Xi burst into his mouth and reached out to push him away.

Nangong Yao didn't even plan to tell her about Feng Lingran. She had been consuming time. She just wanted to take advantage of her. Xiao Xi saw through. She didn't expect Nangong Yao to say that. She didn't want to ignore this man anymore. Go to Feng Lingran.

"Xi'er ..."

Nangong frowned fiercely, trying to stop Xiao Xi, her petite figure flew out of the dorm in a blink of an eye.

The bed was still left with Xiao Xi's body temperature and Qin Xiang, and there was a masculine air. Nangong Yao didn't like that masculine air. If he wasn't the master of the smell, how could he not get Xiao Xi?

Xiao Xi searched the entire Jiu Shengxiao once, but did not find Feng Lingran. Nan Tianyu did not know anything about Feng Lingran, but offered to use his family's power to help Xiao Xi find Feng Lingran. .

Xiao Xi's grateful eyes looked at Nan Tianyu. After leaving, she did not go back to the dormitory, but went directly out of Jiu Shengxiao and went towards Feng Mansion.

After about an hour.

When Xiao Xi came to Feng Mansion, the big housekeeper told Xiao Xi that Feng Shaotang was asked by Yu Ting to go to the lake.

"Your eldest son can be in Fufu?" Xiao Xi asked again.

"Princess has been to Jiu Shengxiao for three or four months. Miss Song can go to Jiu Shengxiao to find him." When the steward said Feng Lingran, I wonder if it was Xiao Xi's illusion. The butler's attitude was a little cold, not as enthusiastic as when Feng Shaotang was mentioned.

"Oh... I just asked casually, not to find Grandpa Feng, right, where was Feng Shaotang asked to swim the lake by Long Ting?"

The butler's attitude changed subtly and said enthusiastically: "Is it the famous Yunting Lake, is Miss Song in a hurry to find a young master? So, I will immediately arrange a carriage for Miss Song and send Miss Song to Yunting Lake, There is a Fengjia boat right by Yunting Lake. You can send the young lady to the young master's painting."

"There is a big housekeeper," Xiao Xi said politely.

After a while, the carriage was ready, and Xiao Xi sat on it, his clear eyes cold.

She vaguely felt that Feng Lingran had something to do with the destruction of the Blue Mansion. Everyone knows that Lan Haojie’s sister-in-law is the most favored concubine of the Emperor of the Holy Capital. If such a tragic thing happened in the Blue Mansion, the Blue Guifei and Lan Haojie could not No movement at all.

Since the Blue House was slaughtered, she also asked Xiao Wu, intentionally or unintentionally, whether there were any major events outside?

Xiao Wu's news was very clever, and she would tell Xiao Xi everything. She told Xiao Xi that she didn't. It was strange that Lan Fu was destroyed. The concubine Lan calmed down as if Lan Fu died a trivial servant.

But intuition tells Xiao Xi that this matter is not so simple, and some people have contributed to it and want to put Feng Lingran in the end.

She came to Feng Shaotang this time after careful consideration.

The carriage stopped, and the voice of the driver came outside: "Miss Song, Yunting Lake is here."

Xiao Xi lifted the car curtain, jumped down, the breeze blowing, looked at it, the silver lake sparkling, two or three paintings floated on the lake, one of the paintings with red lanterns was the most luxurious.

"Miss Song, please here." The driver made a gesture of invitation, very respectful to the noble guest Xiao Xi, he led her to the lake, and said to a boatman: "Send this lady to the master's painting ."

The boatman was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, and said to Xiao Xi: "This lady, please."

Xiao Xi stood on the boat, and the bamboo pole in the hands of the boatman moved the lake, and the boat floated away from the lake. In the hands of the bamboo pole.