Nangong Feili, who had been walking around outside the hall, stopped moving immediately when she heard a woman's voice, turned around, and looked at the visitor with a small red face.

The woman was wearing a light blue pleated skirt, and her black hair was neatly pulled up on the top of her head by a jade hairpin. The woman wanted to pull up all her hair, but she left half of it.

Her hair was spread over her shoulders, a pair of lazy but aura-filled black eyes were filled with moisture, she had a pretty and dry face, and her soft earlobes were wearing rings she didn't recognize.

Although it is not a small broken step or a small lotus step, it is not lacking in elegance and nobility. The laziness emanating from her body is mixed with coolness.

This woman was very beautiful, and her eyes fell on her bulging belly.

Is she pregnant? Who is she? Whose child is it? Is it Brother Yuxiao’s?

Thinking of this possibility, all the thorns in Nangong Feili's body were tied up:

"Who are you? Who do you think is crazy!"

Qiao Jinyou walked up to her slowly and was not in a hurry to answer. He walked around Nangong Feili a few times and looked at her carefully.

Just now the maid came to tell her that Princess Anping was here, and she also beat the maids violently.

Nangong Feili was wearing a blue gauze dress, with a crown similar to that of a princess on her head. Some hairpins were hung on the hair on both sides of her head. She wore a white pearl pendant on the back of her head. She had a small red face.

She is childish, there is no scheming in her big eyes, they are all pure and simple.

"Hey, what are you watching this princess do?"

Nangong Feili took a few steps back, looked at Qiao Jinyou warily, and asked fiercely.

"You are full and have nothing to do? Why did you let such a lunatic in?"

Qiao Jinyou retreated, pretending to be angry and yelling at the maid.

"Slave, slave..."

The maids knelt down again, thinking she was really angry.

The emperor was very fond of her. If she was really angry, then they, the maids, would not have to live anymore and would go directly to hell to meet King Yama.

"Okay! Don't explain it to me! Haven't you heard a saying? To explain is to cover up, to cover up is to be dishonest, and to be dishonest is to be punished!"

Qiao Jinyou raised her hand and quickly interrupted the greetings they were about to say.

Her serious and pretty face was full of 'anger'. She didn't want her identity to be exposed. Hehe, she wanted to have fun with this love rival!

Nangong Feili's little face twisted, her big eyes stared fiercely at Qiao Jinyou's back, she ran up to Qiao Jinyou with her short legs, blocking her gaze at the maid, and raised her head:

"Who are you? Why are you gesticulating in brother Yuxiao's palace!?"

"Who are you, this lunatic? Do you think you can hide the stupidity emanating from you by dressing so formally?"

Qiao Jinyou looked at Nangong Feili with disdain, looked up and down at her clothes with disdain, took a few steps back, and covered her stomach, as if she didn't want her stupidity to be transmitted to her son.

"You! You woman! How dare you speak to this princess like this!"

Nangong Feili's face turned red with anger again, a string of anger emerged from the top of her head, and her hands clenched into fists.

"Oh~ So you are the princess?"

Qiu Jinyou asked in surprise, her black eyes full of shock, as if to say, she is the princess.

Nangong Feili became arrogant, raised her head high and raised her chin, although her chin could not reach Qiao Jinyou:

"Hmph, you know who I am, but you still haven't apologized to me!"

Second O!

Actually making her proud?
Chapter completed!