Chapter 11 Good looks have privileges
After Feng Mo Ran returned to his seat, he casually swept the surroundings with the corner of his eye, during which he inadvertently met the eyes of two or three people, and the reaction of those people to her eyes was really weird and interesting, as if frightened, and seemed to have some expressions of inability to sit still, which slightly attracted Feng Mo Ran's attention, but then, she quickly understood what the reaction of those people was, she raised her eyebrows with contempt and contempt, and then seemed to inadvertently open her mouth:" Rest assured, Prince Ben has always only been interested in people with good looks!, therefore, you are absolutely safe!" Feng Mo Ran chuckled, saying these angry words, his eyes were looking at the few people who met her gaze, but she also knew that there must be more than that.
What a bunch of ridiculous fools, is this prince so hungry and unfed? Or do you think you can compete with an existence like Ye Xiuche, so you are in danger of being molested or targeted by this prince in public? What a group of Zhu Bajie who have never looked in the mirror! They are simply overpowered, with their looks and figures, not to mention that they can enter the eyes of this prince, even if they are eunuchs who serve this prince personally, they are not qualified! Heh, what is interesting! One by one, they are quite confident in themselves?
As soon as these words came out, the faces of many people present turned green, and it turned out that they were thinking too much about themselves! The prince didn't look down on them at all!
Feng Mo Ran felt that what he said was not wrong at all, these years, no, it was in front of her, and having good looks was king! Ye Xiu Che had an appetite for her, so he had the privilege to dare to provoke her, and he was absolutely flirting with her, as for some guys who couldn't bear to look directly and didn't have enough IQ and strength to compete with Feng Mo Ran, hum, it could be used for entertainment, and it was a pretty good choice to play with death.
Everyone had a rough idea in their hearts, but they didn't expect that someone would hit the muzzle of the gun without fear of death, and all of this was planned by Feng Mo Dye, all of which were within her expectations, she never liked the feeling that things were out of her control, so no matter when, she would take all the lead!
"Poof-ha!"
Just when almost all the people in the audience were between horror and shame, there was an untimely laughter in the hall very suddenly, and everyone turned their heads to look for prestige, and they saw Huangfu Yanchen laughing there very wantonly, which was called an arrogance!
That kind of smile will look very magical to many people, but not on Huangfu Yanchen, this person is born with a good skin, a pair of blue and purple eyes as bright as the starry sky, so bright and dazzling that people can't take their eyes off! Also at least at least one meter eighty-five or more tall, tall, body strong and evenly proportioned, but there is the capital to play among the flowers, that is, at a glance you know that he is a person with a thin heart!
Huangfu Yanchen's gaze has always fallen on the body dyed by wind and ink, and there is a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of his lips, it is really funny, he can force the general of the Dragon Saint to that extent, and easily crush the ministers with the strength of one person, this person is really not ordinary interesting!
It's just that Huangfu Yanchen's virtue is not the same in the eyes of Feng Mozhi, she frowned lightly, and said in a very disgusted tone: "Why are you looking at me smiling so disgustingly?"
"Uh" Huangfu Yanchen choked when she heard this, how could the charming smile in the eyes of others turn disgusting into her mouth? What is her aesthetic? There is definitely something wrong with her eyes!
His face twitched, Huangfu Yanchen touched his nose and put away his smile, why did he have a feeling of revenge for the incident that he drove her away last night? It seems that he should be more careful when dealing with this flower dyed prince in the future, it is easy to be choked to death, not to mention, and it hurts people's self-esteem very much! His young mind can't stand such a blow!
Huangfu Yanchen and Feng Mo Dye didn't have time to have any more intersections, and the veteran-level antique ministers of Hua Dye couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but open their mouths, and the words must have been said to Feng Mo Dye: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please don't blame, the old minister has something to say, I don't know if to say it?" The person who spoke was the old prime minister of Hua Dye, named Wei Chi Zheng, who was over sixty years old, but he was a rare loyal minister, who looked like a tiger with a tiger head and a kind eyebrow, but with a touch of natural righteousness, he couldn't hide it! It's an old man who can't be annoyed.
Feng Mo Ran glanced at the old prime minister, raised his eyebrows, and casually spit out a sentence that was not worth his life: "Since you know that you will offend the prince if you say it, you shouldn't talk about it, and since you shouldn't talk about it, don't talk about it." ”
"Poof-" Many people present didn't expect Feng Mo Dye to say this, spraying tea spraying, smiling and smiling, and there was some schadenfreude and good drama for the choked old prime minister with a blue face.
As soon as Feng Moran's words came out, Wei Chizheng opened his mouth a few more times, but he didn't spit out a word, and he drank a big sip of tea with some anger, in a vain attempt to soothe his emotions.
This old prime minister couldn't ask the words, and there were still people who didn't give up, this time it was a short and frustrated middle-aged man with a fat figure who opened his mouth, this person seemed to be a scholar: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, with all due respect, what you just did to the Dragon Saint General is really out of character, not only losing my face, but also damaging the friendship between the allies, and asking His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give an explanation to the Dragon Saint's General and everyone present for what he has done!"
Feng Mo Ran raised his eyebrows almost inaudibly, this is a bit heavy, and it is a lot of words! Even the old prime minister who was choked back by Feng Mo Dye just now couldn't help but look at the Fu Shangshu with wide eyes, this is clearly to smear Feng Mo Dye!
"Hmph. Feng Mo Ran snorted very contemptuously, and then replied: "This lord is really a big posture~ and 'forgive Weichen for speaking bluntly', does this prince forgive you? I really want to know, who gave you the right to dare to stand here, speak without permission, and ignore what the prince has done! Huh?" Feng Mo Ran suddenly turned sharply, his cold tone and natural terrifying aura made Na Shang Shu feel that his legs were a little inexplicably weak, and he immediately trotted all the way to Feng Mo Ran and knelt down for her, while still remembering "Wei Chen doesn't dare, Wei Chen doesn't dare!"
Don't you dare? Hmph, I think it's over if I kneel down and admit my mistake? That words are enough to push Feng Mo Dye to the cusp of the storm, do you really think that if you provoke her Feng Mo Dye, it will be easy to get out? If you don't mess with her, she will be very safe and good at anyone and can't pose any threat, but if you provoke her, don't think about getting out easily!
Only people with good looks have special treatment, and if she is dyed, maybe she is in a good mood, and when she is happy, she directly asks the handsome guy to take off his pants and let her get on it, and the matter is just like that, but if it is a middle-aged man who has made a fortune, hum, play in death, there is no need to talk about it!