This time, it was Feng Manlou who took the lead in applauding and praising loudly
"Miss Nalan's dancing skills are unparalleled, but my father's body is becoming more and more agile. The emperor was really shocked by the scene just now. It's as if the emperor and Miss Nalan had rehearsed it in advance!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"Miss Nalan and the Emperor are destined to be together!"
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All the ministers immediately agreed
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Until then, Nalan Xizi straightened up from Feng Zhonghe's arms with a blushing face.
When she stood up, she rubbed her chest against his arm, intentionally or unintentionally.
In the wind, the confusion in the eyes of the crane becomes more intense
Murong Wushuang saw it clearly with cold eyes, and secretly felt contempt in his heart.
No wonder, honey traps always achieve the desired results
Sure enough, there is no cat in the world that doesn’t eat fishy food.
Even a person like Feng Zhonghe still loses his sense of proportion when meeting a beauty.
Nalan Xizi lowered her face and retreated behind Feng Manxiu and Murong Wushuang. Feng Zhonghe then turned around and walked back to his seat.
"Sixth brother, I see that my father and Miss Nalan are very close to each other. I didn't bring any maids with me on this hunt. Why don't I let Miss Nalan serve my father?"
Feng Manlou turned his face sideways and seemed to be discussing with Feng Manxiu, but his voice was enough for everyone to hear clearly.
"Brother Imperial, I'm afraid Young Master Murong must agree to this matter!"
Feng Manxiu glanced sideways at Murong Wushuang and said loudly
"Mr. Murong is alone in my proud dragon. I am afraid that he will be lonely, so I have given this girl Nalan to him. Now Miss Nalan is Mr. Murong's personal property, and even I can't take ownership of it!"
As soon as he said this, all eyes turned towards Murong Wushuang.
"Mr. Murong, then I want to ask you if you are willing!"
Feng Manlou looked sideways at Murong Wushuang, his tone was light and arrogant.
"The emperor can think highly of Miss Nalan. That is her blessing. Wushuang should not refuse her!"
Murong Wushuang slowly straightened her back and took a gentle breath
"However, Wushuang thinks that Miss Nalan is not worthy of the emperor!"