"Yes! What Mo'er said makes sense, we don't have the same experience as her." Feng Qingyu agreed with a smile, looking at Xin Mo'er with a look of deep endearment that dazzled the eyes of many people.
But no one noticed that Fengsong's eyes were slightly silent.
Nangong Die's pretty face suddenly twisted, but this was someone else's territory. If she continued to stumble, she would only make herself more embarrassed.
Staying here will only make people laugh. Leaving here is not her style. She has not achieved her goal and will not leave no matter what.
However, she is clearly at a disadvantage now.
Feng Qingcang never made a sound to stop Xin Mo'er, and sipped the tea with a tea lid in an elegant manner, letting Xin Mo'er and Feng Qingyu mock Nangong Die in unison.
Feng Song glanced at him, then fell on Xin Mo'er, and said in a friendly manner, "Mo'er can't be so rude anymore. The third princess will be your mother-in-law from now on. You must learn to respect her."
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Feng Qingcang paused with the tea lid in his hand, and his eyes shot out with a sharp light.
Feng Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed, and there was a faint light in them.
The other guests present seemed to have expected Fengsong to do this, and their faces were too surprised.
On the contrary, Feng Qingyu opened his mouth in shock with an incredulous expression. Then he glanced at Xin Mo'er and gave her a look like you're done.
Although Feng Qingcang always bullied him in the past and he had suffered a lot from him, Feng Qingyu found this sinister fox more cute than the sanctimonious Feng Qingjue.
No matter how annoying the fox is, Nangong Die is not worthy of him.
However, he was very curious, if Nangong Die really married into Prince Xu's Mansion, and her charisma collided with Xin Moer's ghostly spirit, what kind of world would this Prince Xu's Mansion be like.
Xin Moer blinked, and an unknown loss flashed through her heart. She was not surprised at all. As early as three months ago, when Fengsong announced that Nangong Die would temporarily live in Prince Xu's Mansion, she understood that the emperor was always
I want to marry Nangong Die to Feng Qingcang.
Their marriage was only a matter of time.
When Nangong Die heard Feng Song finally speak, her distorted face suddenly returned to its original state, and she looked shyly at Feng Qingcang, who was so handsome that even the gods were angry.
"Father, I will not marry her." Feng Qingcang's flat tone made it difficult for anyone to hear the joy, and he refused so simply.
Nangong Die's shy expression froze instantly, her facial expression as necrotic as a wax statue.
Why? Why?
What didn't she do well enough, and why did he look down on her?
"Nonsense! How old are you? There is no mistress in Prince Xu's palace, and there is not even a concubine. Do you want to cut off your descendants?! When I was your age, I had many princes and princesses!
"Feng Song glared at Feng Qingcang with dissatisfaction.
However, Feng Qingcang was not moved at all. He still looked like he was going his own way and said slowly, "The father is the father, and the children are the children. They cannot be compared."
"Do you want to make me angry to death?" Feng Song was furious.
Feng Qingjue sat on the chair, quietly watching the battle between their father and son.
"I don't dare. It's just that I can't force my marriage. I hope that my father will let me make my own decision." Feng Qingcang's attitude remained the same, with a cold expression on his face.
"Well, I'll let you make the decision on your own, but you should ask Princess Xu to come out and take a look! If you stay single all your life, I'll see how you face your dead mother and concubine!" Feng Song slapped his hand, and the cup on the coffee table fell to the ground.
, broke into pieces, making a clear and loud sound.
Feng Qingcang's eyes drifted towards Xin Mo'er inadvertently, but he saw her sitting on the chair in a daze with a confused look on her face. She sighed helplessly in her heart. She said to Feng Song, "Father should know that the son and minister have decided
No one can change things."
Feng Qingyu was a little anxious. Although he dared to talk back to Fengsong on weekdays, that was only when Fengsong was in a good mood. When his father really lost his temper, he still didn't dare to talk back with a word.
Father usually doesn't get angry, but once he does get angry, the power is still amazing. Feng Qingyu glanced at Feng Qingcang with some worry, stood up, and said, "Father, you feel sorry for the second brother.
There is nothing wrong with that, but you also know that the second emperor brother has always been clean and self-sufficient, and will not marry a woman who is not his beloved. He did not intentionally disobey his father's will."
"What?! You all have strong wings. I can't talk about you anymore? I can't give orders anymore? Should I shut up forever and let you young people do whatever they want?!" Feng Song became more and more indignant as he spoke.
The guests present were all dignitaries of the dynasty. When they saw him, they became really angry. They quickly stood up from their seats, knelt on the ground and worshiped, "Your Majesty, put down your anger!"
"I have no other intentions. Father, please don't misinterpret. I am just thinking about the second emperor brother..." Feng Qingyu defended.
Feng Song's eyes sharpened, "Speaking of your imperial brother, I think of you. You are already twenty now, and it's time to get married. Among the nine brothers, except for you, the second imperial brother, there is no wife.
, then you are left. With so many people present today, I will send you the wedding decree."
Feng Qingyu's spine went cold and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Father, I know I was wrong. You should spare me. I don't have any plans to get married yet. Besides, this brother is not married yet.
, how can I, a younger brother, get married first? It’s neither reasonable nor reasonable... The second emperor brother should indeed have married a princess long ago. The father’s lesson was reasonable. It was my son’s fault just now. He didn’t.
You should talk too much."
"Huh!" Feng Song snorted coldly, ignored him, and turned her gaze to Feng Qingcang again, "Now that Mo'er has grown up, you won't let her live without a mother for the rest of her life, right? Today
Either you find Mo'er's biological mother, or you agree to marry the third princess. This is my will and cannot be disobeyed!"
The people present had different thoughts, and the dignitaries wondered who the mother of the little princess was, who would allow such a god-like figure as Prince Xu to stay in love with her for fourteen years, and even the emperor's imperial edict was ignored.
If you want to refuse, you can't help but wonder about the identity of Xin Moer's biological mother.
Xin Moer smiled bitterly in her heart, where could her father find her biological mother? She didn't even know who her biological mother was, so how could her father know that? He was not the reincarnation of a god.
Nangong Die watched Feng Qingcang extremely nervously, worried that if he really found out Xin Moer's biological mother, she would not be able to sit firmly in the position of Princess Xu.
In her heart, what she believes in must be his, and neither people nor things can be changed. Therefore, Feng Qingcang is determined to win her.