[69 Book Bar-www.] The auspicious clouds form a group, and the sun is in the sky.
There were people coming and going in the front yard of the Prince's Mansion, and the doors were crowded.
He Jie was dressed in luxurious pink clothes, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, with a dignified and virtuous smile on her face, and she greeted the guests from time to time.
Five minutes passed, just as everyone thought that Princess Xu would not come to the banquet, Feng Qingjue came from the backyard to the front yard and was about to order someone to serve the food, a top-topped carriage flew from the sky.
The sky blue curtains around the soft collapse fell, and two outlines of a man and a woman could be seen vaguely in the curtains.
"Come here! There is a thorn..." A guard in the prince's mansion exclaimed urgently. Before he could say the word "assin", Feng Qingjue stopped him with gesture.
Everyone present's eyes were frozen on the luxurious and mysterious soft collapse.
The wood of the soft couch is made of agarwood, and there are dazzling agate crystals hanging above the curtain.
A guard stood on one side of the four corners, holding one side with his hands to keep the sedan chair level.
The soft collapse fell from the sky and slowly returned to the ground.
One of the guards lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and said respectfully, "Prince Xu, we are here."
Feng Qingcang stood up lazily from the soft collapse and first walked out of the sedan chair.
Xin Mo'er stared at the back of his head, followed closely behind him, and walked out. She just came to attend a meeting, would she be so conspicuous and cool!
When everyone saw Feng Qingcang's signature cold face, their curiosity was suppressed.
In the entire Nanzhao Kingdom, if you dare to be so arrogant in the Prince’s Mansion, it is probably only Prince Xu.
Therefore, it is not surprising.
Xin Mo'er followed Feng Qingcang with her head held high and her chest held high. Her man is really extraordinary. She is so cool even when she goes out.
Feng Qingjue looked at Feng Qingcang with a smile, "Second Brother, you are finally here."
Feng Qingcang nodded, without answering his words, and walked over Feng Qingjue to the main seat where Feng Qingjue was originally sitting and sat down.
Xin Mo'er naturally sat next to him and took the position where He Jie should sit.
Feng Qingjue's face suddenly sank.
This is not in his Prince Xu's Mansion, this is the Prince's Mansion. Feng Qingcang should have sat in the guest seat. He sat in the main seat in front of so many people, which is not equivalent to summoning everyone. Is King Xu's status higher than that of the Prince?
The other guests looked at each other. Although they knew King Xu's style of doing things, they never expected King Xu to be so arrogant today, and they clearly did not take His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seriously.
Since you don’t take His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seriously, what else can you do today? Why not just stay in Prince Xu’s mansion without having to come out?
Of course, they only dared to say these words in their hearts, and no one dared to force themselves to open up the conversation.
A group of people looked at Feng Qingcang's face secretly, and saw that his face was blue and there were signs of cramps on his face, which was obviously due to the efforts to suppress his inner anger.
He Jie, a woman standing shoulder-to-faced by Feng Qingjue, looked bad, sometimes blue and sometimes white.
After Feng Qingcang sat down, he tasted a sip of tea and nodded, "Well, it tastes good."
It seemed that he saw Feng Qingjue standing at this time, so he pointed at him at the first seat and said in a master's attitude, "What are you doing with your own brothers so restrained? Third Emperor brother, sit down."
Civil and military officials, why did the position of "..." be reversed? Who is the master and who is the guest?
Xin Mo'er, "..." You can be more shameless. However, she likes it.
"Your brother, you have to be polite. Your elder brother is right, you have to be polite to your own family." Xin Mo'er seemed to think it was not messy enough and responded.
Feng Qingjue then moved her gaze to Xin Mo'er's face. In the sun, her small face as big as a palm, her delicate facial features, and her shiny folds. She seemed to have a halo on her body, which could not be desecrated from a distance. Compared to before, her appearance added a more beautiful and charming atmosphere.
He turned his head with a deep look and glanced at He Jie.
He Jie shook his body and quickly lowered her head and buried the sharpness in her eyes.
Six years ago, she clearly remembered that there were two long scars on Xin Mo'er's face, which was impossible to cure. Why is Xin Mo'er's face so smooth and moist now?
What's more, He Jie remembered it very clearly. When she reported the message to Gong Si, Gong Si had a fierce and evil face, which was about to destroy Xin Mo'er's charming face and kill her life.
How could Xin Mo'er come back without any harm six years later?
Although He Jie didn't know any accidents on the way, she believed that even if Xin Mo'er could come back alive, her appearance would be damaged. She would not dare to show up in front of everyone, or would cover up her ugly face before she showed up. She invited her to the prince's mansion.
Of course, its purpose is not to contact feelings, but to take the opportunity to humiliate Xin Mo'er and suppress the Xu Prince's Mansion.
Because not everyone can sit in the position of Princess Xu.
A woman with a serious face will be criticized by everyone, and most of the guests from the Prince's Mansion today are from the Prince's House, so Xin Mo'er will definitely not be able to get better.
At least she can be left untreated by words.
Now, Xin Mo'er has returned to Nan Zhao intact, and Feng Qingcang has returned to his previous routine. He has normal morning court and has some tricky affairs to help the emperor handle memorials.
This is a great disadvantage to the Prince's Mansion.
Feng Qingjue concealed his anger, smiled faintly on his face, sat in the guest seat, looked straight at Xin Mo'er and said, "I didn't expect that after seeing him for a few years, the little princess became more and more delicate and charming."
Feng Qingcang said lightly, "My Princess Xu has a good appearance."
Xin Mo'er, "..."Your sister, aunt, I am a human being, not a dessert.
Feng Qingjue, "I haven't seen the little princess for six years. When I see you today, the little princess is even more charming than that. I just don't know how the little princess has been raising a child in the past six years."
Xin Mo'er raised her eyebrows. No matter how stupid she was, she could hear the implicit meaning in Feng Qing's words. Isn't it just that she wanted to put a shit on her head to embarrass Feng Qingcang?
She just couldn't let him go!
Xin Mo'er glanced meaningfully and glanced at He Jie, who was standing behind Feng Qingjue. "I was not plotted by a traitor six years ago and almost died. Fortunately, A Cang appeared to rescue him halfway through, but due to serious injuries, it was difficult for ordinary doctors to treat him. A Cang sent him to Wuji Palace, which was thousands of miles away, and handed him over to the Wuji Palace Master for treatment. Because he was worried that A Cang would worry, this princess' condition had just improved, so he returned to Prince Xu's mansion."
Wuji Palace! Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak. Jushuo Wuji Palace's Palace Master not only had a superb medical skill, but also had martial arts in his body.
No one knows what the Wuji Palace Master is calling. The only one who can see Wuji Palace Master Zhenyan is the evil ghost underground.