"Joke,, why did this palace swear to you?" The corners of Dongfang Yuxuan's lips cracked into a sarcastic smile.

"Mean woman? Cheap man, you know what you have done yourself, do you want my mother's ghost to come here from the region? Mean man, I tell you, I won't let you go. There was a smile on her lips that was bound to win, as if she had come from hell.

She is a demon, she is definitely a demon, that sentence has been circling in Dongfang Yuxuan's mind for a long time, and he held his forehead in pain.

"Father, you have to believe in your son, your son will never do such a reluctant."

Dongfang Shuo glanced at him coldly, "Xuan'er, there are some things that I also have to find out, Luo'er hasn't come back yet, do you know what Lu Dao is?" ”

Dongfang Yuxuan was shocked and looked at him in surprise, "Father, are you suspicious of your son?" ”

"Rebel." Dongfang Shuo's face turned dark, he was just testing him just now, but he didn't expect that he confessed invisibly, he really disappointed him.

"Erchen, Erchen doesn't know what's wrong with Erchen."

Dongfang Shuo glanced at him coldly, and then strode in front of Feng Jiutian, "Miss Feng, I don't know what you want to do with Feng Qingcheng?" ”

After hearing this, Feng Qingcheng looked at Feng Jiutian excitedly, and the next moment, he pounced on him and hugged Feng Jiutian's legs. "Shu'er, my good daughter, I am at least your father, please go around me, please."

Just now, she was still high and up, but in the blink of an eye, she became low, and she was holding her legs tightly.

Everyone was surprised, they really didn't expect Feng Qingcheng, who was usually tall and arrogant, to do such a thing.

Feng Jiutian was stunned, and randomly and ruthlessly shook off Feng Qingcheng, "Daughter? Feng Qingcheng, you are too ridiculous, who swore that I was not his daughter just now? Now who pretends to say that I am his daughter? Feng Qingcheng, you are really hypocritical. ”

Feng Qingcheng fell to the ground weakly, but he still refused to give up, and wanted to pounce again, but was kicked away by her big foot, and a trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Feng Ranshu, you still have my blood in your body, this thing can't be changed, and I was also obedient to you and your mother at the beginning, when did I treat you badly? But today you will ......"

A crisp and powerful sound resounded throughout the hall, and the corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth gradually oozed blood, and five clear slap prints were left on that old face.

The red clothes were enchanting, her face had a noble and cold expression like a queen, and her cold and thin lips were opened, "Fengqingcheng, you are not worthy, you are not worthy of being my father, and you are not worthy of mentioning the previous things to me, it is all you, it is you who killed my mother, if I hadn't escaped by luck that day, now lying here is a corpse, Fengqingcheng, why didn't you care about family affection at the beginning, then my mother would not have died, and died so dignified, and when she died, she would have to be stripped naked and hung on the city wall to show the public, Fengqing City, Why are you embarrassed to let me let you go today, so who will be responsible for my mother's death? It's funny, you were good to my mother at the beginning, not for her beauty, and when she is old, are you still good to her? My mother is not happy at all, and I am not happy that all I get is false love. "Flick your sleeves, domineering is infinite.

These words were completely heartfelt, and everyone below applauded.

"Feng Qingcheng, he really deserves it."

"Yes, I didn't even let go of my own daughter at the beginning, is it still a person? also caused himself to marry his wife, and his bones were not cold, but he still had to get married. ”

"Beast, what a beast, I'm embarrassed to beg her daughter for forgiveness, if I had been killed by a headlong crash."

Feng Jiutian walked up to Feng Qingcheng step by step, bent down, and looked at him pitifully, "You still wanted to kill me just now...... How do you say I should punish you, the sin of bullying, but it will be connected to the nine clans. She laughed as beautiful as a poppy, but full of suffocating toxins, and could only be watched from a distance and not played with it.

Feng Qingcheng's face was like ashes, and he knew that he was dead. "Kill me."

"It's too cheap to kill you, ha, haluha, I'm going to give you a taste of life and death." As he spoke, he grabbed his acupoint, took out a dagger, and ruthlessly broke his hamstrings.

"Fengqingcheng, I will spare your life, but you will live without dignity, Haluha. Your Majesty, how about you beg to spare his life, reduce him to a beggar, and exile him to the streets? And all the wealth of the Feng family is handed over to me, how about it? She smiled treacherously like a little fox.

No matter how much Dongfang Shuo disagreed, with Yan Ye in his presence, he could only agree to her temporarily. He originally annexed the Feng family. How could this Feng Jiutian not be able to see it.

Dongfang Shuo is shrewd, and he Feng Jiutian is even more than him.

"Okay." After a long time, Dongfang Shuo squeezed out such a sentence from his lips.

"No...... No, that's mine, that's my Fengqing City, how can it, how can it be handed over to you. Feng Qingcheng shouted, but he had already been taken down by a group of guards.

"Stay and throw it out on the street." Dongfang Shuo didn't want to look at him again, his face was cold.

The person was taken away, Dongfang Shuo turned his head again, and resumed a flattering smile, "I don't know what else Miss Feng needs." ”

Feng Jiutian sneered and glanced at Dongfang Yuxuan, "Can you order someone to bring a inkstone with ink?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, and Dongfang Yuxuan's face was ugly, just like stinky tofu, and Yan Yeming's eyes had a trace of irrepressible smile.

"Quasi-play."

After a while, a guard brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and carefully laid it out on the table, and another servant walked to the table, skillfully poured in water, and began to grind the ink.

With everything ready to play, Feng Jiu Tianjiu walked to the round table, and under Dongfang Yuxuan's vicious gaze, his small hand directly held the pen shaft, waved his sleeve, and began to dance on the snow-white rice paper.

A few rows of vigorous and powerful characters jumped on the paper, with a bit of good ink fragrance, and Feng Jiutian's attitude was very calm and calm.

"Good words, with a pen nothing, the shape is resolute, the style is chic, it is really a good word, I really can't imagine that a woman can write such a good word, wanton life, free and unrestrained." Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but praise after turning his hands back.

When he stood at the front, he could clearly see her writing demeanor, and the proud elegance between his eyebrows made him appreciate it very much, and he silently occupied her in his heart.

Didn't you say that Feng Dyed Shu was an incompetent straw bale? Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not good, even spiritual power is a waste material, how can it be possible to write such a good hand, Hao Lu is indeed worthy of such a woman with outstanding temperament. Even the historian just now was ashamed of himself.