No matter who it was, as long as it hurt Ling Han's mother and son, he wouldn't let it happen. It seems that some things need to be accelerated; And tonight's night banquet also needs to be a few more eyes.

Feng Qianmo secretly planned in his heart, and his nerves tightened a little, but on the surface, he was silent and still indifferent.

On the other side, Feng Yangyu, who was drinking with a wine glass, flashed a trace of hatred in the corner of his eyes, and quietly disappeared in his eyes. Sure enough, he was careless!

I thought that Ling Han was a woman's family, and he couldn't provoke any storms, but the reality once again threw him a five-finger mountain; Looking at today's scene, where does it look like it can't turn over the wind and waves?

This storm has been enough to turn the original attitudes and ideas of others have changed. In other words, the things that he had privately sent to spread rumors had once again been silently resolved by Ling Han's mother and son.

Although Feng Yangyu was in response to what Feng Qiyue said, and even agreed with the praise of Xiao Meng Qiqi from everyone at the banquet, it did not mean that he already thought in his heart that such a poem could be made by a child.

Even if you are a genius, writing poetry at least takes time and brains, and it is definitely not an export; And these poems, when read out of the mouth of Little Monchichi, are more like recitation.

He had never heard of these poems, nor had he read them; The only possibility is that these poems were written by Ling Han, and then memorized them when they were read to or read by little Mengqiqi, so that they would be like today.

The people at the banquet are not brainless people, as long as they use their brains a little, they will think of it; It seems that the reason for the change is also to realize this inner answer!

looked in the direction of Ling Han with some uncontrollable eyes, and saw that her gorgeous clothes were expensive but not luxurious, the whole person was very restrained, and her outstanding temperament was also exuding from the inside out, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Such a woman, I'm afraid a man will love it!

can not only warm the bed, but also make money, even if the child is born for a few years without a father, it is safe, and the child's education is also so good; Even the children trained by wealthy families with both parents are not as well educated as her.

How can such a woman not be loved?

Feng Qianmo, you're really out of shit luck! retracted his gaze, his eyes were lowered, and outsiders couldn't see what Feng Yangyu was thinking at this time; But Feng Yangyu himself knew very well that at this time, his heart seemed to be burned by a fire, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Such a woman, how can a sick man like Feng Qianmo be worthy of her? In the whole world, who can double cultivate with Ling Han?!

A thought suddenly arose in my heart, and this thought became stronger and stronger, and even kept screaming in Feng Yangyu's ears and mind: possess her, possess her, possess her! Such a woman can only be yours!

For the first time, Feng Yangyu couldn't control his inner thoughts so much. The idea of roaring to be realized did not stop for a moment, and kept shouting in his ear, and the possession had just sprouted and grown rapidly, and took root in the bottom of his heart.

It seems that if you want to get this thought out of your heart, you have to uproot it.

The melodious vocal sound, the ethereal and unreal dance, for Feng Yangyu at this time, is to turn a blind eye and hear it. There was only one thought in his mind that kept jumping up and down, and his thoughts were all occupied.

Qin Xuewei, who was sitting next to Feng Yangyu, clearly felt the emotional changes of the people around her, and her eyes couldn't help but burst out with hatred.

When he looked up, the emotions in his body had been well concealed in his heart, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and he quietly looked at Feng Qianmo, who was sitting opposite. Between gestures is the real gentle and elegant, compared with the gentle and humble of Feng Yangyu, Feng Qianmo's gentleness and elegance are more real, and they also fascinate her more.

At the beginning, she liked Feng Qianmo for nothing else, just because in Feng Qianmo's body, she saw the kind of iron bones of the bloody man on the battlefield, and also saw the gentleness and elegance in daily life. She firmly believes that Feng Qianmo is not a thing in the pool, and she will definitely make great achievements in the future.

I really like it, and I really hope to be able to use Feng Qianmo to sit in a position above 10,000 people under one person, so she has always believed that Feng Qianmo is her person, and it will definitely only be her own, and she is the only one who can be worthy of Feng Qianmo.

However, Ling Han's appearance clearly hit a cross between her and Feng Qianmo; Five years ago, I thought that there would be no more gap between her and him, but when Ling Han appeared again, he chose Ling Han without hesitation!

Why, exactly! Qin Xuewei kept shouting in her heart, fighting for herself and hating Ling Han and Xiao Meng Qiqi to the extreme. If it weren't for Ling Han and Xiao Meng Qiqi, she and Feng Qianmo would have become husband and wife!

If it weren't for Ling Han, she wouldn't have married Feng Yangyu, nor would she have been sneered at by Feng Yangyu, nor would she still pretend to be happy in the face of the hot and cold Feng Yangyu. If it weren't for Ling Han, it would still be her who made a name for herself in the capital, not Ling Han!

The hands under the long sleeves have been exposed, and the clenched hands have been marked with blood, but Qin Xuewei feels happy in her heart. If it weren't for that, Qin Xuewei was really afraid that she would stand up and tear up with Ling Han desperately.

Ling Han, everything you have gained today will definitely be taken from you bit by bit in the future; Beijing, with you without me, with me without you!

Qin Xuewei suppressed the anger in her heart, her eyes returned to Feng Yangyu beside her, and when she saw that the aura on Feng Yangyu's body was still not restrained, she angrily hit him with her elbow.

Turning his head suddenly, Feng Yangyu was still a little stunned, but when he saw Qin Xuewei's delicate and slightly dissatisfied face, his heart was shocked; Then he pretended to be casual and lowered his head, picked up the wine glass on the table, and sipped it lightly.

If Qin Xuewei dared to act like this on weekdays, Feng Yangyu would definitely be dissatisfied; But today, Feng Yangyu has no mind to pursue his face, because he has a weak heart; At this time, what I was thinking about was nothing more than one thing that was better than one thing less.

With such a special wind and feathers, how could Qin Xuewei not see it. I was even more annoyed in my heart, and I didn't care that it was a night banquet at this time, and I even bumped into Feng Yangyu beside me with both hands. The wine in the glass also spilled out of the glass because of her collision.

Splashed directly on the ground in front of him.

Although the vocal sound is pleasant, the wine in this wine glass is clearly heard when it spills on the ground; What's more, the drink also happened to be poured on the dancing girl's dress, and it was a mess, and the whole song and dance were in chaos.

Looking at each other, the people at the banquet all set their eyes on Feng Yangyu and Qin Xuewei.

Qin Xuewei didn't expect things to evolve like this, and when she felt the gazes cast from all around, she couldn't help but lower her head. And although Feng Yangyu beside her was dissatisfied, when she saw that she had become the focus of everyone, she coughed a little embarrassedly, and pointed to the wine glass in her hand, "Your hand slipped." ”

Naturally, no one in the courtiers at the banquet dared to question Feng Yangyu, and Feng Qiyue on the first seat had a meaningless face, and after waving his hand, the other dancing girls came on the stage again, and everything seemed to be back to just now.

Feng Tianle, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, and his eyes couldn't help but look in Ling Han's direction, only to see Ling Han retract his gaze very indifferently, and his eyes met on the seat, and he clearly saw a hint of a smile in the other party's eyes.

Feng Tianle was also convinced.

Ling Han, who was able to come up with such a way to slap his face, really gave Feng Yangyu a heavy five-finger mountain, and after thinking about it, Feng Yangyu would no longer regard her as a woman who was easy to bully.

And from beginning to end, no matter what happened, Ling Han was very indifferent and calm from beginning to end, as if what happened had nothing to do with her; Feng Tianle clearly saw it, not only did she see the small movements of Qin Xuewei and Feng Yangyu, but Ling Han also saw it.

It's just that when facing such a scene, if someone else's heart has already blossomed, it will not be as indifferent as Ling Han on the surface. There was only Ling Han, who turned a blind eye to these things as if nothing had happened.

Although they are also from the twenty-first century, Feng Tianle has to admit that she is indeed inferior to Ling Han in terms of emotional changes.

However, not everyone is willing to be involved in this deep palace, Feng Tianle believes that not only her, but even Ling Han can't help himself. Marrying Brother Mo is inseparable from the royal family.

Thinking of being involuntarily, Feng Tianle's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced behind Feng Qianmo without a trace, but he quickly retracted his gaze, as if nothing had happened.

The poem proposed by the queen also put a profound sentence on the painting of Xiao Mengqiqi, and the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet did not stop because of this, it was still carried out as in previous years, and songs and dances were once again filled with the banquet.

It's just that the atmosphere that was originally normal and active suddenly became a little weird after composing poetry. What can be felt is that from time to time, there will be some unclear meanings, and long eyes will be cast in the direction of Feng Qianmo and the others.

The inquisitive, the jealous, the disdainful, and even the dismissive, all kinds of eyes.

And Ling Han, who had been sitting in his position silently, although he didn't know what the names of these officials were, he could distinguish some from their clothes, and he also remembered their reactions one by one.

Compared to those who were dissatisfied or jealous, Ling Han did not flinch at all. No matter how sharp those eyes were, she still took them all.

Now that she has decided to spend the wind and rain with Feng Qianmo, there is no reason to back down. This is just the beginning, these people can't bear it anymore, unimaginable things, if she does something else in the future, will these people hate her so much that they will tear her apart.

However, the so-called soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, Ling Han is not much worried. For her, no matter who she is, as long as she has the courage to fight against Feng Qianmo, she will not be able to get along with her.

Man blocks killing, God blocks killing God. No one could stop her from moving forward.

The reason why he chose to shine at the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet this time is very simple, I just hope that this attack by myself and Xiao Meng Qiqi can give some impact to some people who oppose Feng Qianmo.

Tell them that she, Princess Jing, and Xiao Mengqiqi, are not in vain.

With her by Feng Qianmo's side to help, no matter who wants to provoke something, they need to weigh a few points, if they don't have that ability, it's best to choose their own camp and then make plans.

Ling Han wasn't at all worried that his actions would make Feng Qiyue think. After all, Feng Qianmo had already said it last time, but Feng Qiyue personally asked him if he was interested in the throne.

Naturally, this kind of thing is not a casual question. Thinking about it, it is rare for Feng Qiyue to love Feng Qianmo to such a point, I wish she had the ability to help Feng Qianmo reach the top!

In that case, what is she afraid of?