What was her attitude? I wanted her to invite her in person. Why didn’t she nod and agree immediately?

Feng Xian'er wondered how could she be so calm?

"Sister Four, it's for your own good. You should know more sisters and establish good relationships. It will also be helpful for your father's career."

Although the words were considered for Feng Baoer, no matter how you look at it, they all had a scheming.

"Liu Mei, you said that, but the Feng Ling Competition is about to begin. If I don't prepare well now, I will be disliked by my father."

Feng Baoer's innocent tone was like a hint of innocence.

Feng Xian'er's beautiful little face instantly turned very ugly.

I snorted coldly in my heart, waste is waste, and in my father's heart, I always dislike you.

But on the surface she couldn't express anything, so she could only smile and said, "How could that be? You are my father's daughter. Even if you didn't get a ranking in the Fengling Competition, my father wouldn't dislike you."

"This is not possible. I have already agreed to my father." Feng Baoer spoke seriously, causing Feng Xian'er to vomit blood.

This waste is really a stubborn one.

"No, Sister Fourth, I'll give you a bottle of beauty pill to make up for the time you accompany us to enjoy the flowers tomorrow."

Feng Xian'er frowned, a hint of displeasure and impatient flashed in her eyes. When she thought about it, she immediately laughed.

"No, the Yan Dan is useless to me." Feng Baoer had already smiled like a flower in her heart.

But his tone was still very unwilling.

"Then I'll give you a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill, now you're willing."

Feng Xian'er frowned. She thought this trash didn't understand elixirs, but she didn't expect that she knew something.

"Not good, it's useless to me."

Feng Baoer refused without hesitation, and her tone was loud.

Damn it, Feng Xian'er saw this and wanted to pounce on her and tear her mouth apart.

Well, let her be proud for one day, and tomorrow, she will definitely be unable to raise her head and commit suicide in shame.

"My good sister, I'll give you a bottle of spiritual elixir. Now you're willing." Although my heart was so painful, when I thought of the plot, I couldn't help but become generous.

"Okay." Feng Baoer lowered her head, and her long eyelashes blocked the emotions in her eyes.

Feng Xian'er twitched the corners of her mouth, why did she feel that the other party had fallen into her trap?

But she fell into the trap.

This thought happened in a moment. Seeing Feng Baoer agreeing, Feng Xian'er smiled like a flower: "Okay, Fourth Sister, we will see you at the door tomorrow at the hour of the morning."

"Okay." is still a faint word, without any turmoil.

Feng Xian'er turned around with a smile, and her smile instantly frozen.

In those beautiful eyes, there was a vicious light flashing, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—

Feng Baoer, go to hell!

Fight with me, I want you to know how powerful I am!

Your Highness, King Qi, is my own.

After Feng Xian'er left, Qingya couldn't help but speak: "Miss, are you really going to make an appointment tomorrow?"

"Of course, there is a gift for the Spirit Building Pill, don't be idle."

Just in time, she was about to start refining the alchemy, and this spiritual building pill just let her see the ingredients.

"Miss, why do I feel that tomorrow seems to be more than just enjoying flowers?"

Qingya frowned, and she didn't think it was simple no matter how she thought about it.

"You think too." Feng Baoer raised her bright eyes, but she said something with a certain tone.
Chapter completed!