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    Ah this.

    After all, I wrote the heroine, why is it like this!  !  !

    Fu Mingjiao didn¡¯t know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, so she just comforted herself silently. This was a work created in the early years, and her writing style and mind were not very mature, otherwise she wouldn¡¯t be so bloody.

    After comforting myself like this, I felt much better

    "Hahaha, there is such a stupid person to stop the horse with his body, hahaha!" As soon as Yin Xuanlin walked away, the voice of wanton ridicule sounded from the back foot.

    "Hahahaha" Fu Mingjiao lay down by the window and looked around, and then he saw a few young people sitting by the window of the restaurant opposite. The ones who laughed so recklessly were none other than Fu Mingjiao, who had a relationship with her.  Ji Xingchun, the son of the General Military Mansion, and his friends.

    "That's it, you still want to be Princess Yong? Hahaha" The harsh ridicule made Luo Yunyan angry. She turned to look at Ji Xingchun and mocked coldly: "A good-for-nothing dude who is vulgar and rude is nothing more than a clown."  That¡¯s all.¡±

    "Who are you talking about!" Ji Xingchun was immediately furious when he heard this. What he hated most was to be said like this, that a playboy who was a child of a noble family and was protected by his family was useless.

    ¡°Obviously, Luo Yunyan¡¯s words touched his sore spot.

    It deserves to be the heroine, a word makes people break!

    Luo Yunyan raised her lips and smiled, and said casually: "Who should say who."

    Ji Xingchun stood up suddenly, looking at him as if he wanted to jump out of the window to repair Luo Yunyan.

    "What a sharp-tongued girl." From the inconspicuous carriage parked on the side of the street, a handsome man suddenly walked out. He was wearing an elegant gown and stepped forward with long legs. His handsome face was somewhat elegant.  .

    "Are you the woman next to King Yong?" The man stared at Luo Yunchuan with an unkind expression, and smiled slightly on his thin lips, seeming to say casually: "You can't even compare with one finger of my sweet sister, it's ridiculous  .¡±

    ""

    ¡°Second Young Master!¡± Ji Xiang exclaimed, pointing at the man below and saying in surprise.

    Fu Mingjiao froze on the spot. Before she could recover, she was pulled up by Ji Xiang and Ruyi and hurriedly went downstairs.

    She never thought that the meeting with her brother would be like this. The man in front of her was none other than Fu Yanjin, the second son of the Fu family.

    Fu Yanjin also just arrived in the capital today. When he entered the capital, he heard about King Yong's proposal to marry her. He knew the childhood sweethearts friendship between his sister and King Yong, how could he not be angry, even if he found out about Luo Yuntyan's origins?  .

    ¡°No, I came to stand up for Fu Mingjiao before I even got home.

    Fu Yanjin heard Ji Xiang's exclamation. He turned around in surprise and saw Fu Mingjiao coming down from the teahouse. She was still the same delicate and delicate girl, with smooth and fair skin. Looking up at her, she looked a bit fragile.  The pitiful appearance.

    "Jiaojiao" Facing Luo Yunchuan's aggressive and unkind attitude, the moment Fu Yanjin saw Fu Mingjiao, her eyes suddenly turned gentle, full of pity and love, the kind of love that only looked at her.  The warmth suddenly made Fu Mingjiao burst into tears.

    The tip of her nose was uncontrollably sour, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist. It seemed that she had suddenly found someone to vent her feelings to. The feeling of attachment to her brother made her cry.

    It¡¯s very similar to the pitiful moment of grievance when I was bullied as a child and eagerly went to my brother to complain.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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