The next day, Feng Xiying reluctantly arrived at the Phoenix Tower with two dark circles under her eyes.

She opened a private room, stopped the family sent by Qing He and Feng Chenning outside the door, and went into the private room to wait for King Yong.

After waiting for a long time, Feng Xiying was too sleepy to fall asleep.

When I woke up, there was a person sitting next to me. Feng Xiying was so shocked that she fell off the chair suddenly.

When you look at people, isn't it King Yong?

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qing He's voice came from outside the door.

Feng Xiying looked at the door, looked at the window again, and replied angrily: "It's okay, there are flies." ”

Then he got up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, and then said to King Yong: "The prince seems to like to find another way." ”

King Yong took a sip of tea unhurriedly and mocked: "Miss Feng is not bad, she likes to beat people with her hands, and she also likes to scold people." ”

When she mentioned this matter, Feng Xiying felt that she was at a loss, but she still replied: "Lord Wang, people are scary, scared to death." If it was you yesterday, I'm afraid it would only be a heavy one, right? ”

King Yong glanced at her and said slowly: "This king now understands a little bit why the prime minister went to ask for marriage, if it weren't for the emperor's order, Miss Feng would be difficult to marry in this life." ”

When Feng Xiying heard this, she pulled the stool a little farther away, sat down slowly, and said with a smile: "Then don't you dare to wronged the prince, otherwise the prince will ask the emperor to take back his fate?" ”

If King Yong speaks, then the Prime Minister's Mansion can completely get rid of this pot, and he doesn't have to worry about whether he will be abused if he marries into King Yong's Mansion, it's like killing two birds with one stone.

When King Yong heard her say this, his face was a little unsightly, "What? Miss Feng really doesn't want to marry this king? ”

When it comes to young talents in the capital, King Yong is definitely the top three. If it weren't for the fact that he had no intention of getting married a few years ago, now that the children can make soy sauce, can it be cheaper Feng Xiying?

can look at Feng Xiying's appearance, and it is clear that he doesn't want to marry himself, which is not allowed by King Yong's vanity as a man.

"I don't want to." Feng Xiying replied crisply and neatly, completely shattering King Yong's vanity.

The cup that King Yong held in his hand shattered with a snap.

Feng Xiying was so frightened that her body trembled, and she hurriedly said: "The little woman has no talent and no virtue, and she is really not worthy of a handsome and chic, graceful and beautiful man like King Yong. ”

King Yong snorted coldly, "You are self-aware. ”

"Then when does King Yong plan to enter the palace to meet the emperor? Tomorrow? Today? Why don't you go now? Feng Xiying asked excitedly, with an irrepressible smile on her face.

King Yong looked at her smiling face, and was unhappy for a while, and said, "Why don't we settle the previous accounts now?" ”

Feng Xiying was a little frustrated when she saw that he didn't give a clear answer, but as long as King Yong didn't deny it, there was always hope.

"After settling the accounts, can I go to the palace to ask for a decree?" Feng Xiying asked again.

King Yong can't be described as unhappy at this time, it's quite unhappy.

He stood up and bullied Feng Xiying, and asked in a cold voice: "Why don't you make up for this king with your personal promise, what do you think?" ”

When Feng Xiying heard this, her hairs stood up all the way from the tailbone to the top of her head, and her whole body trembled.

She pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, "Didn't the prince suffer a big loss?" ”

King Yong looked at her deflated, and finally felt a little more comfortable, stood up and said, "So this king must not suffer this loss." ”

Sure enough, you still can't escape a beating?

Feng Xiying sighed in her heart, closed her eyes in resignation, and said, "Lord Wang, don't slap your face, do it." ”

King Yong looked at her heroic and righteous appearance but was amused, "Did this king say that he was going to beat you?" ”

Feng Xiying opened her eyes and was a little angry: "Then what does the prince want?" Kill me? ”

King Yong sneered when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "What's the use of this king wanting your life? ”

"What the hell do you want?" Feng Xiying said annoyedly.

King Yong walked to the Taishi chair and sat down, spread out the folding fan and shook it, and gently spit out two words: "Lose money." ”

Feng Xiying was dumbfounded when she heard this. King Yong had already made a pit from his father earlier, and now he has to pit himself? But when I think about it, the things that money can solve, that's not a thing.

"I don't know how much money does the prince need to dissipate?" Feng Xiying asked.

"Thirty thousand taels." King Yong replied lazily, and then continued: "Gold." ”

"Why don't you grab it?!" Feng Xiying listened to him, slapped the table and stood up.

Qinghe was already pushing the door outside the door. It's a pity that Feng Xiying inserted the deadbolt, and she couldn't get in for a while.

"It's okay, I'm reading the script, it's so exciting." Feng Xiying yelled outside the door.

"Miss Feng seems to be very thick-skinned, her face is not red and her heart does not beat when she lies, and she does not bring the same thing every time." King Yong saw that the movement outside the door had stopped, and teased.

"The prince has won the award, when it comes to being thick-skinned, you are better than the prince." Feng Xiying countered hatefully.

King Yong was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I can add more." ”

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, he was actually touched by the emperor? ! Is there still a royal law, and is there still a heavenly principle?

Feng Xiying let out a long roar in her heart, looking at King Yong's face, she wanted to go up and punch again.

But the person who knows the times is Junjie, and the person who puts forward the conditions now is the person in front of him who owes the beating.

Feng Xiying had no choice but to smile and say, "Lord Wang, will 30,000 taels of gold be too much, for the sake of us almost becoming husband and wife, why not give a discount?" ”

"Not a single point is missing. If you bargain again, you will add another 10,000 taels. King Yong said with a smile.

Feng Xiying felt that her heart was dripping blood. 30,000 taels of gold, I'm afraid that if I sell the Prime Minister's Mansion directly, it won't be enough for 30,000 taels of gold.

This King Yong is also a royal prince, how can he love money so much? So shameless?

But due to King Yong's obscenity, Feng Xiying was stunned and didn't say a word.

King Yong looked at Feng Xiying's face that was more bitter than bitter melon, and felt very comfortable.

He stood up and walked towards the window, and said as he walked: "Since Miss Feng has admitted this account, then the king will wait for good news." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the window with a light movement.

Feng Xiying cursed in her heart: Why don't you fall to death? But I secretly wept in my heart.

Coming out of the Phoenix Tower, Feng Xiying was depressed all the way.

When she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she locked herself in her room. Qinghe knocked on the door for a day, but she ignored it.

At night, Feng Chenning hurried back from outside, patted Feng Xiying's door and shouted: "Ying'er, open the door, it's Dad, what's wrong with you?" I heard Qinghe say that you haven't eaten for a day, if you tell your father something, your father will help you figure it out. ”

When Feng Xiying heard Feng Chenning's voice, the tip of her nose was sour, and tears fell.

Dad is so good to himself, but he has caused such a big disaster, if Dad knows, I'm afraid he will really sell the Prime Minister's Mansion. Thinking that it would affect the Prime Minister's Mansion, Feng Xiying's tears couldn't be stopped.

Feng Chenning heard the cry and anxiously knocked on the door: "Ying'er, you open the door first, your father is very worried." ”

Feng Xiying sniffed and said to the door: "Dad, don't worry, my daughter just wants to be alone for a while." ”

Feng Chenning sighed and said, "Ying'er, if you want to stay by yourself, you don't have any objection, but you must not do anything stupid." ”

"Don't worry, Dad, my daughter won't be so stupid." Feng Xiying raised her hand to wipe her tears, and replied with a choked voice.

Feng Chenning sat at the door of Feng Xiying for a long time, and only after late at night did he tell Qinghe to take a good look at Feng Xiying, and then went to the kitchen to tell the cook to prepare dishes at any time before going to rest.