The ministers and daughters who participated in the banquet were already seated, and Feng Yixiong, as the prime minister above ten thousand people under one person, his position was naturally facing forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the position for the Prime Minister's Mansion was just one less.

Feng Hua sneered, Emperor Lao'er wanted to make her ugly on purpose, but how could she do what he wanted.

"Someone's coming." Feng Hua's voice suddenly remembered.

The bustling hall had become quiet the moment she arrived, so this sudden sound seemed even more incompatible with the quiet hall.

Soon, a servant stepped forward: "What does Miss Feng command?" ”

"Bring me a chair."

"What...... What the? The minion's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He was originally a slave, and his master naturally responded when he called. It's just that he thought that Feng Hua was going to ask him to pour wine and add food or other instructions, but he never expected that he would lift a chair for her.

Who doesn't know that today's arrangement was deliberately made by the emperor, just to give this woman who doesn't know the height of the sky a dismount.

Who told her to dare to be disrespectful to the holy decree and disrespectful to the emperor, so that the civil and military officials secretly laughed at the saint many times.

"Why, do you want Miss Ben to repeat it again?" Feng Hua's voice suddenly became stern.

"This ......," the servant hesitated and peeked at the emperor who sat on the throne at the top, thinking that he had hidden his gaze well.

Unexpectedly, these small details all fell into Feng Hua's eyes, and then the sarcasm on his lips became even worse.

"It turns out that this is the hospitality of the palace, and since I am not welcome, then I will go back. It's just that my brother didn't come today, and I have to talk to him about the palace when I go back. ”

Threat, this is the threat of the red fruit.

After Feng Hua finished speaking, he turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the hall, without the slightest intention of staying.

The main hall suddenly became quieter, so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground, and the silence was terrifying.

Seeing that Feng Hua was about to step out of the gate, the emperor's voice finally sounded: "What did Miss Feng say, how could my palace not welcome you." ”

No one saw the emperor's hand clenched into a fist under the table, and the muscles bulged.

No one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him, and this Feng Hua dared to slap him in the face in front of many ministers, leaving no face for him at all, and he had no way to cure her for the crime of disrespect, after all, behind her was the power of half of the Shenwu Sect.

Well, that's great.

Feng Hua turned around and saw that the emperor's lungs were about to explode and he was trying to keep smiling, and he felt a dark refreshment, but his face still remained indifferent.

"Oh? Is it? So why isn't there a place for me? ”

"Miss Feng, as a person from half of the Shenwu Sect, how can she sit with my ministers, and I have specially reserved a place for you. Come on, take a seat next to the position of the Night King. The Emperor struggled to control the fury that was about to erupt and said to the servant who had just come in and knelt on the ground.

"Yes." The servant said and began to set up a seat for Feng Hua beside Ye Luo.

When everything was ready, the emperor gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile towards Feng Hua: "I don't know if Miss Feng is still satisfied?" ”

The wolf-like eyes were eager to tear her down and eat her.

"Very satisfied, it seems that I have misunderstood Your Majesty." Feng Hua will accept it when he sees it.

But the salute was not enough, so he strode to the seat that had just been set up and sat down.

No one saw a hint of loss in her eyes.

It turned out that he was not there.