The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

"Why can't I hate her? She and I are twins. I am no worse than her in terms of appearance or strength. Just because I was born a few minutes later than her, she was chosen as the heir to the high priest. I can only Is it her guardian's foil?"

The man with red lips looked at Feng Lan who was getting more and more excited as she talked, and shared the same hatred with her: "You are right, if you were born a few minutes earlier than her, the position of heir to the high priest should be yours."

"Hmph!" Feng Lan was not only unhappy when she heard such echoing words, but even more angry. She went to the table and sat down, poured herself a glass of wine and drank it down.

After drinking, she threw the glass on the ground: "This wine doesn't taste like that at all!"

The man with red lips looked at Feng Lan, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Are you talking about the Baihua wine that the king of your Fengtian Kingdom asks to make for your sister every year?"

"How do you know?" Feng Lan was a little displeased.

"The next priest of Fengtian Kingdom likes to drink. It's not a secret that your king built a hundred gardens in the harem to make wine for her."

When Feng Ling heard this, a strange feeling suddenly flashed in her heart.

She suddenly remembered that when she started drinking at the age of eight, she always felt that all kinds of wine were not good to drink. After Wang knew about it, he asked someone to send her a jar of Baihua Niang, and she fell in love with Baihua Niang. At that time, Wang said However, in the future, he will ask someone to make a special trip for her.

Obviously, Feng Lan became even more unhappy when she heard this.

She took out another glass, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

The man with red lips looked at her and said, "Don't be angry, at worst, just take all those things over."

"I don't care about things prepared for her."

"Yes, as long as you take her place, you can have whatever you want, and you can order all Baihuaniang to disappear from this world in the future."

Feng Lan was obviously moved by these words.

The red-lipped man took the opportunity to change the subject and stated his main purpose for coming today.

"Your elder sister will inherit the position of high priest in five months. You must do something at this time, otherwise it will be too late when she inherits the position of high priest and possesses all the abilities of high priest."

Feng Lan showed a thoughtful expression.

The man with red lips continued, "If you want to inherit the position of high priest, there is one more person you must pay attention to, and that is your general."

Hearing the general, Feng Lan angrily poured another glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

The red-lipped man continued: "The general's force value is too high. Looking at the entire continent, no one can defeat him. If such a person wants to find a way to make him disappear, or to control his stomach, you... think you can control him." ?"

Suddenly, a black air rose from Feng Lan's body.

Hong Lip Nan could only order, he poured a glass of wine for Feng Lan, his eyes were even brighter: "Right now there is a way to prevent your general from coming back, do you want to hear it?"

"any solution?"

"Use your magic skills to deal with the general. If your sister wants to save him at that time, she can only abolish her cultivation, so you can take advantage of her illness and kill her."

After hearing this, Feng Lan didn't answer any more, but drank another glass of wine.

The red-lipped man then said: "I heard that your king will announce to the world that he is married to your sister on the day your sister becomes the high priest..."

"what?"

"Didn't you guess this matter? Or are you trying to escape and don't want to know."

The black energy on Feng Lan's body suddenly rose sharply, and fierce evil energy hit all around. The red-lipped man sitting opposite her was shocked by the black energy and covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. Be merciful."

Feng Lan looked at the red-lipped man, her eyes had turned black, and a cloud of black energy gathered in her hands, about to attack him.

The red-lipped man was so frightened that his face was ashen, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Don't forget that I am here to help you. If you don't have the Jingzhu I gave you, you won't be able to hide the devilish energy on your body, and your sister will immediately notice it." Arrived."

These words finally put away the black energy in Feng Lan's hands.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

The red-lipped man reminded her behind her: "You'd better think about my proposal quickly, I'm going back to my life soon."

Feng Lan didn't answer him, and walked out after he finished speaking.

The man with red lips watched Feng Lan go out, and smiled directly, with ulterior motives.

He also turned and walked towards the inner room.

Feng Ling waited for the two of them to leave, then walked towards the back room.

She only took a glance in the room, and saw the bellyband that Feng Lan brought.

Feng Ling thought for a while, but didn't take away the apron, but used a piece of talisman paper to erase all her aura on it. Now this apron is equivalent to an unused one.

After doing all this, she walked out the door.

Feng Lan came out for a walk because she was in a bit of a mood. She walked to a relatively remote place. She wanted to stop and think about what the red-lipped man suggested just now, but suddenly felt murderous, and immediately shouted : "Who, come out."

A man in black jumped out from behind a tree and charged at her at the same time.

Feng Ling and Li Yan would spar from time to time before, her learning ability was against the sky, and she quickly mastered Li Yan's fist moves, and tonight specially used these fist moves to deal with Feng Lan.

The two of them had gone through dozens of moves, but Feng Lan couldn't tell where the opponent's moves came from, so she wanted to call someone to arrest her, but the other party seemed to have seen her intentions, and she had an extra fist in his hand. Swipe the whip quickly at her.

"Who, do you know the consequences of assassinating the guardian?" Feng Lan obviously wanted to figure out who the man in black was.

Feng Ling didn't respond to her at all.

The whip in his hand imitated Li Yan's technique every time, ruthlessly and fatally.

Feng Lan was out for a walk, without any weapon on her body, and after dozens of moves, she was whipped.

This whip completely enraged her, she jumped onto a tree quickly, and with a single stroke, she used her internal force to shake countless leaves and was about to shoot at Feng Lan.

Feng Ling took it away when she saw it, turned around and jumped to the other side.

Feng Lan followed closely, and quickly yelled at the guards to catch the assassin.

Feng Ling stopped on the roof of a building, glanced at Feng Lan who was following her, twitched the corner of her mouth, and jumped towards the palace.

Feng Lan followed closely behind.

Along the way, Feng Lan chased and called for people, and soon attracted a large group of guards.

Feng Ling arrived at the edge of the palace, and directly asked Feng Huang to teleport herself back.

As soon as she changed her clothes and sat there holding a book, a maid came in and reported to her: "My lord priest, there are assassins breaking into the guardian's court."

Feng Ling raised her eyelids, and asked calmly, "Have you caught the assassin?"

"No."

Feng Ling put down the book and walked out the door.

The maid hurriedly followed, "My lord priest, the guardian has already chased to the palace, and I'm afraid the king has been alarmed by this time."

"Ok."

As Chu Luo said, his figure flickered, and he went directly outside the palace.

Sure enough, the place was crowded with people, and there were sounds of arresting assassins everywhere.

At this time, Feng Lan was stopped there by the chief manager.

Feng Lan was a little anxious: "The assassin must have entered the palace. If you stop me and let him escape or hurt the king, will you bear the consequences?"

"Feng Hufa, there are many guards in the palace, it is impossible not to catch a mere assassin."

"But……"

"what happened?"

"Meet the priest."

When Feng Ling walked over, Feng Lan hurriedly said to her in an aggrieved tone: "Sister, an assassin entered my yard just now and injured me."

After she finished speaking, she raised her arm, and sure enough, the sleeve was smashed by the whip, and there was still a lot of blood on it.

Feng Ling glanced at her wrist, frowned and thought: It's a light blow.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

As Feng Lan said, there was a little water in her eyes, and I felt pity for her small appearance.

Feng Ling sullenly said to the Chief Manager: "Catch the assassin and send it to me, and I will interrogate it myself."

"Yes, my lord priest."

Feng Ling said to Feng Lan again: "Sister, go back and get the medicine first, I'll take care of the assassin's matter."

"But……"

Feng Lan always felt that Feng Ling shouldn't have treated her like this. Ordinarily, Feng Ling should have taken her back to her dormitory to get medicine because of her distress. Why did she just let her go back tonight.

At this moment, a chief guard came out from the palace. He came to Feng Ling, first bowed to her, and then said: "My lord priest, the king invites you to go in and arrest the assassin."

When Feng Lan heard this, blackness flashed in her eyes.

Why did she not let her in after talking here for a long time? As soon as my sister came, the king let her in!

Feng Ling has been paying attention to Feng Lan's reaction, of course she didn't miss her instant blackening.

She said to the chief guard: "It's very late, I'll come early tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he signaled Feng Lan to leave.

Feng Ling's refusal made Feng Lan's heart even more distorted.

Early the next morning, Feng Ling went to the palace.

The head steward invited her to the main hall of Longting Palace. Unexpectedly, when Feng Ling entered, a group of maids came in with breakfast at the same time.

Wang who was sitting at the dining table turned his head to look at her and said, "Come over for breakfast."

Feng Ling: "..."

She didn't feel it before, but now there is always a weird and ambiguous feeling that can't be said.

Feng Ling thought that she was going to marry him after succeeding as the high priest, and she felt bad about everything.

She is already married, how could she still be married to Wang.

Feng Ling was suddenly distressed, thinking about how to get him to cancel this idea.