Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

Madam Yan looked calm.

The long and narrow eyes drooped slightly, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes clearly.

But Feng Chuge could still feel a kind of chill projected from her body.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable...

Lived two lifetimes.

In addition, now that she has such a high strength, her power of observation is already extremely strong, no matter how much Madam Yan pretends, Feng Chuge can clearly sense the unfriendliness of Madam Yan.

Thinking of this, the corners of Feng Chuge's lips twitched indistinctly.

She didn't know why Mrs. Yan had to act like she liked her when she obviously didn't like her.

and……

With her like this, is she trying to match her up with Di Juechen again? ?

Feng Chuge calmed down, she raised her lips and said with a smile. "So it's Ah Chen's elder, I'm being rude—"

After finishing speaking, Feng Chuge changed the subject, "I just don't know what you meant by sending someone here yesterday, madam."

Until now, she clearly remembered the moves of those two people yesterday.

They clearly wanted to put her to death! !

Fortunately, it was her that those two faced each other. If it was someone else, they would have died under their hands.

Madam Yan's expression froze slightly.

However, after all, Jiang was still old and spicy. After a while, Mrs. Yan's expression returned to normal, and even that face became more and more gentle.

She went forward, took Feng Chuge's hand again, and patted Feng Chuge lightly with her terribly cold hand, "Hey, look at me, am I not the daughter of someone to test Fengyue? Sure enough... ...You not only inherited your mother's beauty, but also her talent..."

As she said that, she narrowed her eyes again and looked at Feng Chuge carefully.

Looking at that face that she hated for so many years, that face that had occupied God for so many years, Madam Yan wished she could tear her apart.

But, she can't.

Not to mention that Feng Chuge is backed by Di Juechen, she still has other ways...

The temperature on Mrs. Yan's body became more and more shady, Feng Chuge didn't want to pretend anymore here, nor did she want to watch Mrs. Yan continue pretending here. "Madam, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first. I've got something to do when I go back."

Those stubborn eyes looked into Madam Yan's eyes, making Madam Yan clench her fist slightly.

After a moment, she raised her lips——

"Okay, you go back first, I think it's time for you and Juechen to finish the wedding."

Feng Chuge's expression froze.

She glanced at Mrs. Yan again.

she doesn't understand...

Obviously this Mrs. Yan doesn't like her, so why do she have to match her with Di Juechen.

Her expression flickered for a moment, she nodded, and responded indifferently, "Mrs. Lao is worried—"

After the two said goodbye, Feng Chuge went in another direction...

After Feng Chuge left, Mrs. Yan could not help but sneer as she watched Feng Chuge's leaving figure.

"Helian Fengyue...I want to make your daughter...life worse than death..."

Cold words spilled from her mouth.

It was also at this moment that Mrs. Yan's deliberate gentle face was completely put down, and she did not put on any disguise.

She turned around and jumped onto her golden sedan chair.

A maid nearby made a sound in surprise. "Ma'am, didn't Miss Yan Mu beg you to match her up with Jun Shang? Now..."

Madam Yan didn't say much, she just glanced at the maid. "What do you know……?"