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Chapter 192 Despise the Holy One

This pair of gods and immortals is the envy of many others.

As for Cui Weizhen, others praised him for not being interested in fame and wealth, and not forgetting his wife who was a loser. As for his virtuous and beautiful wife, the admiration was only for a moment - presumably the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion was not much different.

Therefore, all kinds of eyes fell on Ye Zhenzhen, leaving only confusion and envy - how lucky she was, the number one scholar was loyal to her, and even did not hesitate to offend the Shangshu Mansion. What else could she do to get such a good husband?

What is there to ask for?

The envy in the hearts of the women present almost turned into jealousy. Why was it not their turn to have such a wonderful husband?

Seeing that the comments were becoming one-sided, Feng Yuming finally couldn't sit still, with a smile on his face, he walked up to Cui Weizhen, bowed to him, and said in a guilty and thankful tone, "Fortunately Cui Weizhen

Young Master, it's all right for you, otherwise I would have to die to apologize. It's all because of my servant's recklessness and rudeness. Please rest assured that I will handle it well when I return home and give you an explanation, Mr. Cui."

Cui Weizhen really admired the charming and charming figure of his beloved, but was disturbed by Feng Yuming. He felt unhappy, and his face immediately became cold. He just glanced at him lightly, his eyes were full of frost, and he couldn't even say a word.

Don't want to say more.

——No matter how this person tries to quibble, he and Liang Zi from Shangshu Mansion are finally settled.

Cui Weizhen was scheming and planned to retaliate later, but Ye Zhenzhen was happy with revenge and couldn't wait for a moment. Seeing that the culprit dared to come up to him, he immediately exploded. From the little white flower, he transformed into a Tyrannosaurus rex and asked fiercely.

, "May I ask Mr. Feng, how do you plan to deal with the servants in the house?"

Feng Yuming didn't expect that Ye Zhenzhen, a mere village woman, would dare to interrupt. In his heart, he despised her for being unreasonable and hated her for occupying the magpie's nest and becoming a stumbling block in their plan. He really didn't like her at all.

The thoughts in his heart came to his face, and he didn't look at Ye Zhenzhen at all, and his tone was full of perfunctory, "Our Feng Mansion has its own family rules, so I don't need an outsider to ask, Mrs. Ye."

Ye Zhenzhen sneered, she had seen many arrogant and rude people, but she had never seen such a arrogant and self-righteous person.

So she counterattacked unceremoniously, "Master Feng, what you said is wrong. This is not only a household matter of your Feng Mansion, it also concerns my husband and even the Holy Emperor! We are just powerless little people. You

The Feng Mansion probably didn’t take it seriously, but what about the Holy Emperor? Don’t forget that your Feng Mansion killed the royal horse!”

After her reminder, everyone turned their attention to the royal horse again.

In order to force Cui Weizhen to dismount, the servants of Feng Mansion used daggers and knives to hurt the royal horse, causing it to go crazy. When Cui Weizhen finally subdued him, he was exhausted and fell to his knees, unable to move anymore.

Previously, everyone was attracted by Cui Weizhen's heroic demeanor and did not have time to pay attention to the condition of the horse. But now they saw that he was indeed dead.

Everyone was in an uproar for a moment.

This is a capital crime for defying the Holy Emperor! If it gets serious, it would be enough to kill the Nine Clans. Has Feng Mansion taken the courage of a leopard?

Feng Yuming's face turned pale, and the look he looked at Ye Zhenzhen seemed to be quenched with poison. If she hadn't reminded him, how would the others have remembered this incident? When his father came forward to smooth things over, there would be no more

There will be trouble later.

What now? If you say it directly in public, if there is no explanation, how can the people follow it? Where will your Majesty's face go?

Feng Yuming hated this woman who stirred up trouble!


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