"Fourth Miss, if you don't go, you will be the one who suffers. You also know the temper of Second Miss. You don't want anyone to contradict her. It's such a hot day. I don't think Fourth Miss wants her own skin to feel uncomfortable!"

Hongdou lowered her tone, but she was still full of arrogance, and a lot of words came out from her two red lips.

Look, this is the fourth lady of the prime minister's house. Although she is a concubine, she is still the master.

A maid was sitting on my head while she pooped and peed.

Ci'ao, it's really sad.

Feng Baoer had to sigh first, with these loving sisters and sisters, it must have been easier to have fun in ancient times.

"Fourth Miss, you don't even look at who you are. You are a loser. Second Miss, you are my sister and you know how to treat you well. Why are you putting on the pretense of being a young lady? Look at you. Who in the house treats you like a loser?"

Take it seriously."

Hongdou's tone became more and more disdainful. How could this waste have survived until now if it hadn't been for the dazzling title of "Princess Qi" on her head?

Otherwise, with her useless body, the Feng family would have driven her to a remote town long ago.

King Qi, Xuanyuan Yunlie, the ninth son of the current Holy Emperor, is a genius of the single spirit system. What is even more annoying is that he also has an identity, that is, a three-star alchemist.

Alchemists are a rare species in this continent, and they are also three-star Xuanjing alchemists, and are sought after by countless aristocratic families.

Coupled with his noble status and extraordinary background, he is destined to be the spring in the eyes of the richest people in the capital.

He is also the third on the list of handsome men and masters, known as the Flame Prince.

It's just a piece of cake in the eyes of these wealthy ladies, so forget it if the famous grass has its own owner.

But she is still the famous good-for-nothing Fourth Miss, and the most ugly girl.

How willing are these most beautiful and talented women in the capital?

And Feng Qing'er is the most talented woman in the capital.

This marriage was a baby's marriage arranged that year, but Xuanyuan Yunlie had never appeared in front of Feng Baoer in the past fourteen years.

The Feng family wanted her to eat and drink well at first, but later on, when they saw that Prince Qi never showed up, and that their daughter was a loser, they didn't want to see her even more.

Therefore, Feng Baoer had no idea whether the rumored future husband was round or flat, short or tall, or whether he was as handsome as the legend said.

It was this marriage that made Feng Baoer, a good-for-nothing, famous and became one of the best in the capital.

It is also a thorn in the hearts of millions of women.

It seemed that she was the cow dung, and Xuanyuan Yunlie was the flower, which was ruined by her.

"Fourth Miss, what are you talking about, why are you so stupid? It's true, waste is waste. No matter what, it can't fly on a branch and become a phoenix."

Hongdou became more and more impatient. She had said so much, but this loser never said a word.

Think she is an opera singer, right?

Feng Baoer squinted her eyes, and the tiny bits of sunlight fell down, casting a layer of dark shadow around the corners of her eyes, which looked like sharp claws in the night.

Listening to Hong Dou's mouthful of "trash", Feng Baoer twisted his hands, and his inexplicable movement made Hong Dou stunned.

Looking at the fourth lady in front of her, she turned her head and put her hands together again, making a "click, click, click" sound.

The next second, Feng Baoer raised her flexed little hand and slapped her face with both ears.

Although she didn't have much internal strength, her hands were strong. With just two slaps, Hongdou was knocked dizzy. Before she could recover, she was slapped twice more, and the other half of her face instantly became red and swollen.
Chapter completed!