Chapter 388: Hand in Hand [5]
Soon, the gate of Fan's house opened, and a row of guards rushed towards the gate in a neat manner, divided into two rows and stood around the gate. After the next person stood up, Fan Qiong, the head of the Fan family, walked out in a hurry with his eldest son, eldest grandson, and several elders of the Fan family.
The people in line were frightened by such a big formation, and some saw Fan Qiong and his party walking straight towards them, directly trembling in two streams, and when the head of the Fan family heard them, he bowed to the girl in a plain dress among them and said, "Fan Qiong of the Fan family invites distinguished guests into the house." β
Feng Duwu, who was thinking about things, didn't notice that Feng Wushuang behind him was gone, and when the gate opened magnificently, Fan Qiong walked all the way towards her, and then looked at Feng Wushuang standing in front of the gate and looking at her with a smile, she couldn't help but be helpless, but she played a person who had something to do with Feng Duwu, so she had to have another personality, so she pouted unhappily: "It's really annoying, I just want to line up and have fun." β
The originally beautiful little face with a strange tone revealed the coquettish posture of a young lady, and it was easy to win the love of the public.
"Your guest is delicate, and seeing that the sun is about to rise, how can it be good to sunburn your delicate skin and tender meat for a while?" Fan Qiong's wife, Mo Shi, smiled kindly and kindly.
Cultivators, especially in the realm of Feng Duwu, are still afraid of the exposure of the sun, but when she heard Mo's words, she hurriedly reached out and touched her face, looked at the gradually rising sun, and stared at a pair of apricot eyes: "That...... Let's go inside. β
Fan Qiong and his wife glanced at each other, and the two of them got out of the way: "Distinguished guests, please." β
"Don't take a guest on the left, a guest on the right, my surname is Luo." Feng Duwu glanced at Fan Qiong dissatisfied.
"Miss Luo, please." Fan Qiong is as good as a stream.
Feng Duwu showed a satisfied smile, walked towards Feng Wushuang, stepped up the stairs and couldn't help but turn around and shout to Fan Qiong: "By the way, I want that brand, and I also want to participate in the Morning Flower Festival." β
"This ......" Fan Qiong originally thought that the eldest lady was just going to queue up to join in the fun, but she didn't expect that what she wanted was really to participate in the morning flower event, and she hesitated and didn't know how to refuse.
Feng Duwu looked at Fan Qiong's hesitant appearance, and her bright apricot eyes were round: "What, Miss Ben is not qualified to participate?" β
Fan Qiong dared to say no, so he could only coax softly: "Miss Luo, the Morning Flower Festival is a grand event of the stars and the moon, and people other than the stars and the moon have always been not allowed to participate. β
"Nonsense." Feng Duwu shouted, "The second brother has already told me that he met Xingyao's acquaintance among the participants, are you fooling me, or are you Cangyun already hugging each other, and my Canaan people have become outsiders in your eyes?" β
Feng Duwu's words made Fan Qiong sweat coldly, and secretly said that this looks like everything is on his face, and Miss Jiao, who looks very stupid and naΓ―ve, is not so easy to fool.
Mo Shi hurriedly stepped forward and said to Feng Duwu: "Miss Luo is strict, Husband, he is worried that Miss's status is noble, and participating in such a banquet will damage your identity, so he has no other intentions." β
"I don't dislike your low status, what are you afraid of?" Feng Duwu looked at Mo and Fan Qiong with an innocent face.
The husband and wife had blue muscles on their foreheads, and they both wanted to cry without tears, this eldest lady spoke really bluntly and hurtfully.
"If Miss Luo insists on participating, the concubine will deliver the sign to you later." Mo Shi was helpless, so he had to nod, this young lady was a stubborn and difficult master at first glance.
Feng Duwu smiled happily with satisfaction, swaggered into the gate of the Fan family with his hands behind his back, and went to the mansion of the Fan family, the Fan family had already gathered the members of the family lineage, and saluted Feng Duwu, Feng Duwu looked at one person after another, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and shouted unhappily: "Don't say it, my head hurts, I want to go and rest for a while." β
Only halfway through the meeting, Mo Shi and Fan Qiong had no choice but to wave the rest of the people back, and then Mo Shi took Feng Duwu to rest.
The Mo couple breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Feng Duwu was such a scheming city house, and after Mo settled Feng Duwu, he said to his husband: "This Luo girl came suddenly, husband, you had better report it, that girl's strength is good, if she is really an alchemist, I am afraid that I will not be able to explain it when the time comes." β
"Madame is very right." Fan Qiong nodded again and again: "I'll go and tell you." β
Fan Qiong quietly left the main courtyard, walked towards the villa built on the back mountain, and in front of his own villa, he lifted his robe and knelt down, and said in a loud voice: "Emperor Qiqi, your subordinates have something to see." β
The heavy stone door in front of him seemed to have a colorful vitality in a flash, and then the closed door slowly opened, and Fan Qiong got up and walked in with his head bowed humbly and respectfully.
In the yard, there is a peach blossom tree that has opened, the peach blossoms are slowly flying in the wind, a man dressed in red like blood stands under the peach blossom tree, his long hair like a waterfall is also flushed with light bright colors, so gorgeous that countless women are ashamed of the face without a trace of flaw, the slender and wide palm is slightly raised, two soft petals fall on his palm, and the scarlet eyes look at the petals on the fingertips without the slightest emotion.
Falling flowers follow the wind, and beauties are ashamed of flowers.
As a man, Fan Qiong couldn't stop being amazed when he saw such a Yan Ye, but he didn't dare to take a second look after one glance, for fear that he would not be able to turn his eyes away after his self-control disappeared, so he lowered his head deeply.
"Say it." Yan Ye's voice was still vague and intoxicating.
"There is still more than an hour before the Chaohua meeting will begin, and the woman that the emperor wants his subordinates to pay attention to has not appeared, but there is a girl from Canaan, and his subordinates estimate that the girl should have the cultivation of Yuanzong." Fan Qiong told Yanye about the matter carefully.
"Canaanluo's family?" Yan Ye's thin red lips moved slightly, overflowing with words that seemed to be asking.
"It was brought by the second son of the Xingyao Feng family, and the Feng family has some relationship with the Luo family." Fan Qiong replied, "The second son of Feng is very attentive to Miss Luo, and there is no doubt that it should be the Canaan Luo family." β
"The second son of Feng is surnamed Feng?" Yan Ye was very keen to capture this surname, "Is there a fifth lady in the Feng family?" β
"Yes, it's the sister of Feng Ergong's sister-in-law." Fan Qiong didn't know why Yan Ye asked like this, but he still replied respectfully.
"What's Miss Fengwu's name?" Yan Ye's gaze fell, and he looked at Fan Qiong lightly.
But Fan Qiong still felt that Yan Ye's tone was different from Fang Cai's carelessness, and it seemed to be a little deeper, so he hurriedly replied: "The five girls of the Feng family seem to be called Feng Duwu. β
"Phoenix Solo?" Yan Ye's scarlet eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips lifted a playful smile, "Feng Wu, Feng Solo Dance." β