When Xie Lang was splashed with the hot tea, he was furious, but he woke up. Feng Xi was a fool who ignored him, and he was not Xie Lang.

He can't beat Feng Xi, at least he can't beat him in the street.

But the family banquet is imminent. If Feng Xi continues to block here, grandpa will blame him and his father, and the people of the side tribe will look down on him. His plan to humiliate Feng Xi to help his second sister vent their anger will not be carried out.

Thinking of this, Xie Lang suddenly stopped his anger and said to Feng Xi calmly:

"Feng Xi, don't you just want to go in and have a banquet?"

Feng Xi blinked, do you want me to answer?

I don't!

So Xie Lang, who could not wait for Feng Xi to respond, had to grit his teeth and continue:

"Okay, I'm allowing you to go in."

He thought he had said so, and Feng Xi, who had created such a big battle to attend the banquet, would be ecstatic.

As a result, Feng Xi replied to him two words:

"Don't go."

Xie Lang: "?"

The officials: "?"

Finally, Xie Lang's disguise broke his power again, and he shouted in disbelief:

"If you don't go, what are you doing outside? Do you intend to make things difficult for us?"

Feng Xi was surprised:

"Yes, you actually saw through it!"

Xie Lang: “…”

Seeing that Xie Lang was about to be angry with Feng Xi again, the group of managers finally found their position.

Before, the young master was killed and could not let the princess in, so they could only persuade him, hoping that the princess would be aware of the matter and be tactful and let the guests behind him go.

But now the young master has given up, what else do they care about?

So the managers' knees weakened and they knelt down on the spot.

"Princess, we were ignorant before. This winter, you don't remember the villain and the younger ones!"

Seeing that these managers could bend and stretch, the other end was kowtowing and banging. Feng Xi, who had played enough, nodded reluctantly.

Alas, it's all here.

And she nodded. Where could Tianxi, a loyal servant, wait? He drove the carriage to the Duke's Mansion.

However, Xie Lang and the managers were in a mess and were left far behind.

"Mr., let's just let her in?"

The confidant Wan Hui came to Xie Lang with his tone full of disbelief.

"My husband just wants to let her in."

His eyes were cold and he looked at the carriage. Xie Lang, who had been jealous of face several times, said:

"She is a princess outside, so I can't touch her. Let's watch it. After entering the territory of the Duke's Mansion, I have some ways to deal with her!"

As soon as the carriage from the Duke's Mansion left, the long convoy behind immediately started moving.

Feng Xi's blockage wasted a lot of time, so both the direct descendants of the Duke's Mansion and the side departments who came to the Duke's Mansion had to speed up their movements, for fear of missing the auspicious time for the banquet.

Therefore, when Feng Xi and Qi Xiao appeared slowly, the Xie family's bloodline and the people who had been married to each other within three generations had already finished their seats.

They sat neatly, let alone two seats, even the main table that should belong to her had been occupied.

Yes, there are two main tables for the family banquet of the Duke Mansion, one table for the elders and one table for the younger generation. And who else can sit in the main seat of the younger generation if she is not sitting?

oh.

There is also someone who can sit on the heroine Xie Wanyin.

Now, compared to her, the princess who should have passed away, she was simply impossible to appear here. At this moment, Xie Wanyin was wearing a snow-clad blue dress, and was funny with the peers on the table.

She was like a handful of snow on the top of the mountain, with a sacred beam of light. When she looked back at Qi Xiao beside Feng Xi, she was like a star falling into her eyes.

"Princess, I've been arranged yesterday. The list was made for the Duke himself. Now, if you come in temporarily, we'll be here..."

Before Feng Xi could ask questions, Wan Hui, who was leading the way, took the initiative to speak out.

Their young master said that this man finally entered the mansion and must not dare to act rashly under the eyes of the prince.

Sure enough, the arrogant and domineering princess just now not only did not get angry, but also asked him in a whisper:

"Oh? Where are the palace and the prince consort sitting?"

When Wanhui heard this, he became more courageous and immediately pointed at Xie Lang's meaning:

"Today, there are two juniors in the sidelines. If you don't dislike it, please sit down at that table first."

Looking in the direction Wanhui pointed, Qi Xiao suddenly felt a sneer in his heart.

The Xie family banquet is divided into elder tables and junior tables, in order to enhance the relationship between the people of the tribes while not feeling restricted by the large age gap.

But is the gap between people only age?

No, there is still family background.

The Duke's Mansion values ​​rules, so the table each person sits at is consistent with his status.

For example, when he came with Feng Xi last year, Feng Xi was at the main table, and he was only worthy of sitting at the last table. Because he was not even recognized as the Xie family, he was only worthy of sitting with juniors from the Xie family and other family members.

Now the feng shui changes. Although what Wan Hui pointed to Feng Xi and him is not the last table, it is also the place where the Xie family is the lowest-class family in the future.

Not to mention the dandy and slutty on the table, although the table number is Xingqi, it is the worst among the Xie family's juniors.

Such humiliation is indeed something that Xie Lang can do.

And they are currently in the Duke's mansion, and Feng Xi's best way to deal with it is to calm down the situation.

After all, it would be better to suffer such a boring loss first and then appeal later than Ning Guogong thought that it was deliberately destroying the family banquet.

Not only Qi Xiao thought so, but she changed her clothes and sat next to her second sister. Xie Lang, who looked at Feng Xi proudly, obviously thought so.

Have she Feng Xi ever won when fighting with him?

"Princess, this banquet is about to begin..."

After receiving the urge of his young master, Wan Hui quickly made an invitation to Feng Xi.

Then he saw Feng Xi nodded and said:

"Okay, then let's start."

Wanhui paused, but still smiled on his face:

"So it's time for you to sit down."

"Why should I sit in a position that does not belong to this palace?"

Feng Xi smiles:

"Didn't you arrange the position of this palace and the prince consort? Then let's stand."

"this……"

Wan Hui was so big that he looked at Xie Lang almost immediately. This is different from what their young master said...

"Princess, the princess and a group of humerus are about to come out. How can you stand here?"

When talking about Duke Ning Guo, Feng Xi's face changed a little.

Then everyone saw her raising her hand leisurely, ordered Tianxi to move the chair of Master Zhang and sit directly at the entrance of the lobby.

Feng Xi: "Well, it's not good to stand, it's still comfortable to sit."

Qi Xiao: "?"

Wanhui: "?"

Xie Lang: "?"

The point is, don’t you let me stand?

Seeing that Feng Xi was not playing according to common sense, Xie Lang also had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

And at this moment, a majestic voice came from outside the hall.
Chapter completed!