Fei Shuqing was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Feng Yunan's face to change so quickly, and he was immediately a little surprised: "Eh...... Nothing, nothing ......"

Feng Yunan rolled his eyes, had a plan in his heart, and immediately asked tentatively: "Today is the birthday banquet of the daughter of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, can Prince Mo tell you?" ”

Fei Shuqing nodded, didn't think much about it, and said honestly: "Well, I said it a few days ago." How? ”

"Then the princess is not going to the palace with the prince, what are you doing when you come to me?" Feng Yunan pretended to be surprised and asked.

Hearing this, Fei Shuqing's face darkened, and he sighed and said, "Wen Gu won't let me go." ”

But I didn't want to, this remark was right in Feng Yunan's arms. Thinking about Mo Wengu's temperament, it would be rare to be able to take this fat woman to the banquet together, so right now, he raised his eyebrows at Fei Shuqing, and said temptingly: "I'll take you there, how about it?" ”

"What?" Fei Shuqing was taken aback, "You take me?" ”

"Nature." Feng Yunan began to instigate her, "No one in the capital knows that Prince Mo is infatuated with Liu Chuimian, and now he doesn't want to take you to this banquet, he must be disgusted with you princess ......."

Having said that, anyone understands that this sentence means "I think you are too fat, princess", Feng Yunan naturally skipped the bad words directly for the sake of politeness, and Fang continued: "While you are not there, princess, maybe Prince Mo will have some sparks with that Liu Chuimian, do you say yes or no?" ”

Fei Shuqing frowned and was silent.

"You are the princess who is being married by Ming Media, and you are the wife of Prince Mo, what about attending a banquet with him? No one can chew on these words, this is a fair and righteous thing. Feng Yunan's appearance at this time and his three-eight, swallowed his saliva, and continued, "And with you on the spot, Prince Mo and Liu Chui don't dare to do anything, princess, do you think my analysis is right?" ”

Fei Shuqing still didn't speak, but his brows were tightly locked, but he didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, I heard her faint sigh, slowly shook her head, and said, "Hehe...... No. ”

She knew very well in her heart that Mo Wengu didn't dare to do anything to Liu Chuimian, even if it was true, Liu Chuimian would not accept him. If she went, it would only add to his disgust with him in vain.

Feng Yunan didn't understand these thoughts, he only thought that Fat Shuqing was a fat and jealous woman with a wide body and a fat body, and he only needed to sow discord a little to achieve his goal, but now that he saw that Fat Shuqing refused, he couldn't react for a while. Finally, when he opened his eyes wide to make sure that he had heard correctly, Fang raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Why?" ”

Fei Shuqing didn't answer, but asked, "What about you, will you bring Liu Blowing Smoke to attend?" ”

Feng Yunan thought that since Fei Shuqing would not appear at the banquet, what would it do to be a little panicked, and it would also make Fei Shuqing feel at ease, so after thinking about it, he said: "Naturally, I naturally want to take my wife there." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he heard this, there was a ripple in Fei Shuqing's heart. She answered with a calm face, and turned away.

It's just that Feng Yunan didn't expect that when it was evening, Fat Shuqing would hide in a remote and dim alley near the Servant Mansion of the Ministry of Rites.

Because she wanted to see Liu Fuyan with her own eyes to be sure that what Feng Yunan said was true.

Seeing that the Shilang Mansion was moving forward one pair after another, the young ladies and ladies of the son, and after a while, the self-proclaimed handsome Mo Wengu and the still coquettish Lin Ziyue also entered the mansion before and after, and after another tea time, Liu Fumian, who had not appeared for a long time, also entered the mansion.

Just when Fei Shuqing's trembling feet were about to be unable to support him, the human-faced and beast-hearted Feng Yunan finally slowly appeared in front of Fei Shuqing's eyes.

But where is the female companion beside him is the willow blowing smoke, it is actually the new flower of the smoke and rain building.

No wonder Feng Yunan showed up so late, thinking that he had gone to Yanyu Building to pick up Yuezhi! It feels very bad to be deceived, and Fei Shuqing immediately felt that Feng Yunan was simply a scum to a certain level, so it was no wonder that Liu was blowing smoke for her...... Thinking of this, he stopped suddenly, his face was ugly, his fat hands were clenched together, and a few traces of pain seemed to flash in his eyes.

The night gradually darkened, Fei Shuqing leaned against the wall of the alley, looked up at the bright stars flickering above his head, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, stretched out his hand against the wall, and walked slowly step by step.

Let's talk about the people who are here at the banquet. Because Mo Wengu was the only son of a family who was more familiar with Lin Ziyue, the seats of the two were lined up together. Lin Ziyue was not surprised to see Mo Wengu coming alone, but walked closer to Mo Wengu, and asked in a low voice, "What is the progress with the princess...... How's it going? ”

Mo Wengu also had a lot to share with Lin Ziyue, and immediately frowned, and replied in an annoyed tone: "Alas, this king has eaten a lot more recently, but he hasn't gained weight, and if you look at it again, this complexion has become much better...... This king is really helpless. After speaking, he sighed heavily, as if he was really worried that he would not gain weight.

Lin Ziyue is also annoyed by others, annoyed by others, and set up the image of a loyal minister who is loyal to the prince to the fullest, and immediately frowned and said: "How can this be good, the prince is destined to be a jade man by nature, it seems that it is really difficult to go against the sky." ”

Mo Wengu was very useful to Lin Ziyue's sycophants, nodded his head lightly, and said: "That's it, this king will definitely work harder to eat more, and he will not let Ziyue disappoint you." ”

"Good!" Lin Ziyue picked up the wine glass and touched it with him, "Ziyue is waiting for the good news of the prince!" ”

In this room, the compliments were so unhappy, and Liu Fumian on the other side of the banquet table was very quiet.

Liu Fumian's sister Liu Feiyan had already been married, so she came to the banquet alone at this time, and it happened that she sat opposite Mo Wengu, and it was inevitable that she would look at him when she looked up.

Mo Wengu was probably obsessed with Liu Chuimian, and after talking with Lin Ziyue, those phoenix eyes always involuntarily drifted towards Liu Chuimian, intentionally or unintentionally, and always expected Liu Chuimian to look at him as well.

If he happened to look at her, he didn't hide it, and directly showed her a smile that he thought was peerless, but Liu Chuimian always ignored her, ignored it directly, and continued to eat by herself with an expressionless face.

The appetite of a beauty is always small, so after a while, Liu Chuimian put down her chopsticks and looked around the lobby without a trace, and when she saw Feng Yunan and the female companion beside him, she frowned slightly, and her eyes seemed to be rippling, but they quickly disappeared.