The seventh sister shouted crisply and very friendly. Feng Yunqiao walked to Zhilou, looking a little nervous. Her eyes looked at Zhilou up and down, as if she didn't know her anymore.
"Seventh sister, the boss, let you go to Zongzhan."
"Let me go to Zong's house?"
Feng Zhilou took his eyes back from the corner, looked up at Feng Yunqiao, thinking about what would happen if the boss was looking for him, most probably because the prince did not leave, so he asked her to accompany him, although the boss was
He is usually strict and harsh, but he is still very reserved in front of the prince.
"I really didn't expect that there will be today, Qimei, in those days, my sister had something wrong, you have to forgive me." Feng Yunqiao whispered.
This apology is really inexplicable. Didn’t the conflict between them resolve long ago? Why did we clarify again? This attitude and expression, there is no such thing as the noble and arrogant lady of the Feng family, as if she had a higher status as a concubine.
Feng Zhilou looked around again, but now he didn't know where the Hunbao has been, and he couldn't find it for a while. It wouldn't be too late to look for it after seeing the boss's boss.
"The past has passed, I have long forgotten it."
Feng Zhilou smiled indifferently, then raised her foot and walked towards the Zongzhai. Feng Yunqiao pursed her lips and followed from afar, so respectful that she was almost not the insidious Miss Six.
After entering the sect house, although the Feng family disciples around him were busy, they could see that Zhilou had come in and stood respectfully, and they all knelt down to worship.
"Look at Miss Fengqi."
"Stop screaming."
Everyone was curious about her, but they were avoiding something. It shouldn't be because of her identity as the God of War. Because these Feng family disciples had already looked at each other yesterday, there was no need to be so nervous every day, so there must be something else.
Feng Zhilou walked, staring around until her feet stepped into the gate of the inner hall of the zong house. What surprised her was that the prince was not inside, only Feng Qingfeng and several elders were whispering something,
When Feng Qingfeng saw Zhilou, he immediately became energetic.
"Come in Zhilou quickly, Yun Zheng takes the prince around Fengjiazhuang. My father takes this opportunity to have something to say to you." Feng Qingfeng claims to be Zhilou's father for the first time. He has been more than ten years and has still been
This is the first time, where did the sun come out today.
An elder brought a chair over and asked Zhilou to sit down and said slowly. Zhilou was a little flattered. The elder moved the chair for the younger generation. She probably was the first person in Fengjiazhuang.
Only after Zhilou sat down was officially started.
"Boss, are you asking me for trouble?" Zhilou looked around the inner hall and found that the atmosphere in the inner hall seemed to be too harmonious today. I remember that in more than three months, the boss was still cold to her.
"Haha!" Feng Qingfeng laughed loudly, and the other elders were also happy. Even Uncle Feng, who had always been wooden, smiled. It was really rare to see him.
Smiling is a good thing, Feng Zhilou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as you don’t make things difficult for yourself.
"I didn't expect that our Fengjiazhuang will be today. It's all the virtues of our ancestors." Feng Qingfeng said.
"Yes, yes, I can't believe it's true now, but it just happened and caught people off guard."
"This Crown Princess will be the Empress in the future, and Fengjiazhuang will be born."
Feng Qingfeng talked and laughed with several elders, and Feng Zhilou was confused when he heard it. What about the Crown Princess and Empress, could it be... She stood up with her face pale, although Wujing Imperial City was large
During the competition, Prince Yan said in Wuyinxuan what the Crown Princess’ retreat was for Zhilou to choose, but Zhilou flatly refused. Why is this topic mentioned now?
"Wait, what's going on?" Zhilou stood up and asked depressedly.
"Just this morning, the prince had officially proposed marriage to our Fengjiazhuang. The mahogany boxes from yesterday turned out to be the betrothal gifts sent. Zhilou, our Fengjiazhuang is about to have a great event."
Feng Qingfeng looked proud and proud. In the future, Fengjiazhuang will be the king among the six major families.
Proposal?
"The prince fell in love with... who, who..." Zhilou felt something was wrong and was stunned.
"It's you, Zhilou." Feng Qingfeng replied with a smile.
"I?"
Feng Zhilou sat in the chair. Unexpectedly, when the prince came to Fengjiazhuang in the banquet, he not only helped Fengjiazhuang get out of trouble, but also brought a betrothal gift to propose marriage?
"Dad has already responded to this matter for you." Feng Qingfeng said enthusiastically.
He agreed? He didn't ask Zhilou for advice? Feng Zhilou's brows were locked tightly.
"You agree to this matter, you go and solve it, I don't agree!"
Zhilou glared at Feng Dazhuan. He determined the fate of this person, his life and death, and his preference for boys over girls, if he had not agreed to the Murong family's proposal for marriage in vain,
Will Feng Jiao die? Now it’s his turn again, he actually took out his identity as a father and did it casually.
"What did you say?" Feng Qingfeng was very surprised. Now the prince is proposing marriage. Zhilou is the princess. In the future, she will be the queen of Wujing. She actually disagrees?
"Yes, I don't agree, because I got married more than three months ago and got married." Feng Zhilou looked at Feng Qingfeng and showed no sign of weakness.
"But Mr. Chu is dead." Feng Qingfeng was a little angry.
"Didn't the boss keep saying it? If you have to end up together, even if your husband dies, you can't remarry. This is the rule in our village." Feng Zhilou glanced at her eyes. How could the rules of the ancestors be destroyed casually?
A woman followed two men one after another. In their words, after she died, she didn’t know which ancestral tomb or which ghost she followed?
Feng Qingfeng was snatched by Zhilou and couldn't speak.
An elder next to him said, "But, the prince of the Feng family's legitimate sister did not like it, but fell in love with Zhilou. Although this husband is dead, he will die and end up together, but this time it is really different. The prince's identity is
Specially, Zhilou responded, he was the Crown Princess and the Empress in the future. For our Fengjiazhuang, this matter is of great importance. Can the rules be changed?"
At this moment, in order to win over the powerful, the elders in the village actually proposed to change the rules, and Feng Zhilou's eyebrows were raised.
"Okay, since you need to change the rules, let's make it thorough. In the future, the men and women of the Feng family, and the marriage of men and women, will depend on their own independence. The older generation of the Feng family can only provide advice, but cannot interfere. This rule starts with me.
, I don’t want to marry the prince, it’s fine if you give me some advice.”
Feng Zhilou's words made the elder sweat and he didn't dare to mention the topic just now. This girl was really clever and stopped letting go of the conversation.