"Hmph, Feng Qingge, even if your mother is dead, but the facts are the facts, even if you break away from the Wind Mansion, you can't deny this fact!"

Heh, what are the facts, sleep and know the real facts. Eyes can deceive themselves, let alone the words they hear from other people's mouths? Feng Qingge smiled even more self-deprecatingly, the smile on his lips rose, and he said lightly: "What if I say, you have to kneel down and apologize today?"

"Feng Qingge, don't deceive people too much! Your mother and eldest brother didn't even have a wedding, and they gave birth to you without the consent of the Feng family. In terms of identity, I am much higher than her, and I want me to apologize and dream!" Xing Yimei scolded coldly, as the third lady, her majesty is naturally still there.

Identity?

"It's identity again, do you think that in the eyes of hunters, is there a connection between identity and your life?" The ghostly figure, like a shadow, came quietly, standing indifferently beside Xing Yimei, her dark eyes flashed with a different brilliance, the corners of her lips rose, and she continued: "Since you like to use your identity to talk about things, how about we have a good talk?"

"The Wind Sings...... You!" It's just that as soon as these three words were spit out, the strong wind suddenly hit, and Xing Yimei didn't even have a chance to prepare, and was swept by a kick. Her strength was slightly stronger, but she couldn't resist the attack of the second leg, and she knelt on the ground suddenly, and at the moment when Xing Yimei wanted to resist and get up, the ruthless big hand suddenly fell and pressed lightly on her shoulder, but it was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and she couldn't move at all.

The prince's chair behind him had already been prepared, Feng Qingge sat down indifferently, looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and said indifferently: "In terms of identity, I am Princess Cen, you are just the inferior lady of Fengfu, what qualifications do you have to call me by my name, blood guard, palm!"

"Oh, it's really timely, it's worthy of guarding the blood guard of the capital, if there is any danger, it will come in an instant, I'm fine here, but Sister Tangyuan has something to deal with, you should also be a notary." With a knock on the black iron fan in his hand, Zheng Zixu, who was dressed in a bright red shirt, leaned on the edge of the door and looked ahead with a smile.

Feng Qing'er didn't react, the blood guard that suddenly appeared was too fast, she just watched her mother being pressed to the ground and couldn't raise her head.

But she didn't speak, Zheng Zixu, who was leaning against the door, said with a folding fan: "Eh, eh, and the pheasant dressed up is her." Doing something indecent in broad daylight and picking my pants in public, really, I have never seen such a shameless woman. You'd better keep it in check, and stay away from her a little, lest she rip off your dirty pants for a while. ”

"Poof!" The people around almost squirted out, obediently, it was caused by Feng Qing'er accidentally just now, but I didn't expect that when I arrived here with Zheng Zixu, it would actually become something else, and it was really a scoundrel.

"You talk nonsense...... Ah, take your hands away, you lackeys, listen to the words of a follower!" Feng Qing'er was pressed down directly, and the blood guard did things directly, where did he care about them.

Attendant?

Feng Qingge smiled coldly, and looked at Xing Yimei below condescendingly, "Even if it is a little follower of King Cen's Mansion, it is not something you can shout about." I have a marriage contract with His Royal Highness King Cen, and I am already half of the royal family, so you can just shout at me. Do you know what my mother, His Royal Highness King Cen should call me?"

"Feng Qingge, don't use this matter to pressure me, even if you are Princess Cen, what can you do, can you change your mother's lowly identity, sparrows will always be sparrows, don't want to be a phoenix!"

Sparrows, phoenixes?

The fingers of the cheek tapped lightly, just like the man, and quietly thought about the question, "Why, can't you accept my mother? ”

"Don't talk about your status, just by giving birth to you behind her back, she is a lowly embryo, Feng Qingge, you are Princess Cen, you have a kind, you have the ability to investigate your mother's affairs by yourself, and investigate your father's affairs!" Xing Yimei sneered, she held the handle of Feng Qingge in her hand, and she knew what Feng Qingge's weakness was. Can she obey, but what about the others, will they change their opinion of her mother?

Besides, how could she condescend to that man.

"Sister Tangyuan, about your father and your mother, I can help you investigate. Zheng Zixu folded the folding fan and smiled.

However, what Zheng Zixu didn't expect was that Feng Qingge only raised his hand slightly, and said indifferently: "Let them go, let them leave King Cen's mansion." "Yes, she lost quite badly this time. Xing Yimei grasped her weaknesses very well, this feeling of wanting to fight, but not being able to do anything, is really ......

"Smack!" the crisp slap echoed, and the wind sang with his eyes slightly closed.

Zheng Zixu, who was standing in front of him and shook his hand, frowned a little painfully, raised his eyebrows and said: "This eighth woman really makes me sick when she speaks, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it, I slapped her, don't mind?"

"You!" this slap, even Xing Yimei didn't react.

The blood guards on both sides just coldly let go of the two people on the ground, and stood aside, they looked towards Zheng Zixu, and after he nodded, they turned around and left directly as if everything didn't exist.

This subtle action Feng Qingge saw in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Whether it was in the Qinglou last time, or now, these blood guards can be said to be very protective of Zheng Zixu. It's really hard to imagine that a group of men who have been baptized in blood would treat a little ruffian like this.

"Feng Qingge, you show me a walk, do you think you are very majestic if you are Princess Cen, King Cen is powerless, and he is half-crippled. You're going to be sent to the southwest border right away, do you think you're going to have a good life? Whoever cries and laughs, we'll know right away. Covering her face, Xing Yimei said angrily.

The crowd on both sides automatically dispersed in all directions, and the man in the blue shirt had already put on his makeup, not as casual as in the palace, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as dazzling as the sun, stealing everyone's attention. Quietly, step by step, he walked up the steps. The warm big hand fell on Feng Qingge's face, he lowered his head and smiled lightly: "Why are you sad, who provoked my little Qingge?"

"Look, two dogs, they can't get rid of them. Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Zheng Zixu raised his eyebrows and walked towards the two opposite.

Laughing softly, Lan Yu turned his head to look at the two people behind him, the anger in those black eyes suddenly appeared, and the majesty of the whole body suddenly exploded.

This book was first published in Reading Books