Chapter 1854： Fenghua Peerless (27)

1854: Wordscapes Uncrossed Cliff-Rift 15 Answers

In an instant, January passed.

The envoys of the four kingdoms successively lived in Hongzhang Temple.

Xia Ling met her half-sister.

This is really a turn of feng shui. When in Xia Kingdom at the beginning, no matter what happened, Xia Yu's eyes were tender and red, and a group of people helped Xia Yu to blame her.

And now--

Next to Yingchun, there were several Shanglefang stewards standing behind, and a dancer in a row standing in front of her was led by her gentle and kind step-sister.

"This little girl looks pretty good."

Xia Ling went forward and provoked Xia Yu's chin.

She had a small fingernail on her hand, smeared with the bright red golden color, her fingers were slender and tender, and pinched on Xia Yu's chin. Her hand was really beautiful and tempting.

Xia Yu was originally beautiful, but when Xia Ling pinched her chin, everyone looked at them and did not feel that Xia Ling was bullying her. Instead, she noticed that Xia Ling had fallen into Xia Ling's hands.

"Mrs. Xia—" Xia Yu looked up, staring at Xia Ling with red eyes.

With pleading in her eyes, she was pathetic.

"Bold! Is Mrs. Xia the one you dare to look at?" Yingchun noticed Xia Ling's malice, and when she stepped forward, she raised her hand and slapped Xia Yu.

Yingchun didn't stay strong, Xia Yu was snoring and took a few steps back.

The stewards of Shanglefang inhaled and hurried forward.

"Mrs. Xia, show mercy."

Xia Yu is the main dance they arranged, and the Four Kingdoms feast is imminent. If something happens to Xia Yu, where will they go to find another main dance temporarily?

"Yingchun." Xia Ling called.

Yingchun nodded.

The stewards were relieved and just wanted to say two good words to relax the atmosphere.

Yingchun took a step forward and pulled open Xia Yu's hand, and slapped him on the other side of Xia Yu's face.

"Xia Ling!" Xia Yu couldn't help screaming.

The faces on both sides were hot, and Xia Yu's face was swollen like a pig's head. Looking at it, he didn't want to recover within half a month.

She couldn't see her misery, but the staff of Shanglefang could discern the injury at a glance.

The main dance of Xia Yu is considered a waste ...

"How dare you call Madam Xia's name straight, who gave you the courage?" Yingchun slapped up again.

Xia Ling stood there leisurely.

Xia Yu, who stood among the dancers, finally couldn't help bringing resentment.

In Xia Kingdom, she was well taken care of by a group of people. Xia Ling was a jumping clown in front of her.

However, in this week's kingdom, Xia Ling is just a man's little cricket, so mad like she is in front of her?

"Bold! Dare to hate Mrs. Xia!" Yingchun stepped forward and carried Xia Yu's collar, again hitting his head and covering his face.

After a few slaps, the original Xia language on the face was slightly swollen, and blood leaked from the lips, like a crazy woman. If you look at it, it is half disfigured.

How deep is this hatred, and he hits his face without discrimination?

When Xia Yu was bewildered, Xia Ling smiled at the managers:

"If you shut up this Xiayu language, the capital of Beijing is not very stable recently. Like this unknown origin, Shanglefang is still cautious."

The stewards did not dare to speak again.

When Xia Ling spoke, she asked her to perform the main dance at the Four Kingdoms Banquet.

The stewards were relieved.

No matter what resentment Xia Ling has with this Xia language, as long as they can deliver it, they don't care who the main dancer is.

What's more, Xia Ling danced in this figure, and it was fierce like a fire. Before that, they were the best taught by Shanglefang. She couldn't be better as the lead dancer.

(End of this chapter)