Feng Xuan touched a handful of gold and silver jewelry, couldn't believe it was true, took a gold ingot and put it in his mouth to bite, his expression was very exaggerated, two gold ingots flashed in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Really, it's true!" Ahh......h

"Mother, it's true. I've never seen so much gold and jewelry, and the people on this throne are not small......" The man in red also happily touched the fine silk in front of him, this cloth must be of the highest quality, and he will definitely be able to increase his face when the time comes.

"Yes, yes, ma'am. We've never seen so many things......" the men behind them all shouted, and they all stepped forward to love it.

"Lord Feng Xuan, this is our prince's dowry, our prince wants to marry the prince of the mansion as the concubine......" Steward He said respectfully

"Who's marrying, that son of mine! If you don't mind, I still have eighteen sons to marry......" Feng Xuan Ruping thought very beautifully, marrying one is so much dowry, then marrying eighteen, isn't there even more? When the time comes, the warehouse will be piled up, which will make her even happier than being promoted!

"......" Steward He is full of black lines, this Lord Fengxuan thinks it is really beautiful. Your eighteen sons have all married into King Jin's mansion, so won't my prince raise sons for you? Your youngest son is only two years old......

"By the way, Lord Wang, are you going to marry that, is it my family Yifei?" Feng Xuan Ruping pulled the man in red in front of Feng Dujin, pointed to her beautiful son and said. completely ignored Feng Xuan Yiyuan, who was pushed aside by her.

Feng Xuan Yiyuan was a little sad, it turned out that his mother had never thought of him from beginning to end. I only remember the eldest brother, isn't this something I understood earlier? The eldest brother was born to his original wife, how could he be taken seriously as a kid born to a small family.

Feng Dujin frowned and looked at Feng Xuan Yiyuan who was pushed away, he lowered his head, the green silk spread out to cover his face and all his emotions, his nervous hands overlapped, and his nails that were not long and sharp rubbed against each other. He seems to be an abandoned stray cat, pitiful and makes people want to hold it in their arms. Obviously very sad, but stubbornly refused to look up at this qiē, hiding that he had shrunk himself so that no one could perceive his existence.

Feng Dujin swept Feng Xuan Yifei and Feng Xuan Ruping who were blocking in front of her with cold eyes, pushed the two away, walked straight to Feng Xuan Yiyuan, gently took his hand, looked around at everyone in the hall, and said coldly: "The princess this king wants to marry is only Feng Xuan Yiyuan......

The hall was terrifyingly silent for a moment, and everyone looked at Feng Xuan Yiyuan beside Feng Dujin, but the negligible man looked radiant at this moment.

"This king wants three media and six appointments, and eight sedan chairs will marry him into King Jin's mansion. From now on, Feng Xuan Yiyuan is my Feng Dujin ......" Feng Dujin said solemnly, she could feel his trembling body. She is serious, she doesn't know love, she doesn't know how to like, she only knows that the person in front of her is what she wants.

"Lord Wang, are you kidding......" Feng Xuan Ruping was as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly, she had never seen this son with her eyes, if it weren't for his appearance, she didn't ask Feng Dujin to be stuffed, but she didn't expect that today's cold-faced prince would bring a dowry to the next appointment, and she didn't expect that it was not her outstanding eldest son who wanted to marry the princess, but what kind of concubine she couldn't remember......