"Dare to ask who the girl is." Put that look aside for a moment. Cheng Feng asked politely.

"What do you think?" Lan Ling'er said lazily.

"How will I know?"

"IQ is worrisome. My grandfather said it very clearly just now. You have to beat the maid next to our princess to be qualified to compete with our princess. Now I'm standing here. Who do you think I am?"

Forehead. The man was stunned. I didn't expect this girl to be so sharp-toothed. He didn't react for a moment.

"Nonsense. When did our family Ling'er have such a maid as you?" Feng Yunhe finally understood the meaning of Feng Mohan's words. Glaring back at Feng Mohan. Then he snapped.

"Back to the master. Just now. The princess took the slave and maid as a maid." What Lan Ling'er said is exactly what she said.

"I didn't count what I just received. Now Lily of the Valley has been defeated. Then Cheng Gongzi should have a discussion with Ling'er." Feng Yunhe didn't want to give birth to any moths in it. So he waved his hand and said.

"Then this is the old man, isn't it?" The cold voice slowly came from behind Feng Mohan. Just in case. Han Xiluo's voice still changed slightly.

"This is my Feng family's business. It's your turn to interject." Seeing the woman sitting behind Feng Mohan talking. Feng Yunhe said angrily. If it weren't for the fact that this was the woman his son liked. How could he let her sit on the stage of this Feng family.

"Oh. yes? But the little woman felt that it was indeed inappropriate for the old man to do so." Han Xiluo said indifferently: "The old man said it just now. To win the maid next to the princess. But there is no rule to win a few maids. There is also no rule that the maids around the princess must follow the princess for several years before they can defend the princess. Isn't it?"

"You." Feng Yunhe didn't expect things to develop like this. So I just hurriedly said the rules. I didn't expect her to get in control." Then I'll say it now."

"Oh. I'm afraid it's even more inappropriate for the old man to say it now. Isn't it clear that he is biased in favor of Cheng Gongzi? That's for those who haven't had a chance to come up yet. It's a little unfair." Han Xiluo smiled indifferently. But the look is irresistible.

"Ye. You see." Situ Mujin pointed to a person standing on the stage. Said a sitting two.

Nangong Liye stared at Han Xiluo intently as early as the moment she spoke. Although most of the sight was blocked by Feng Mohan. But he could vaguely feel a feeling that was once so familiar welling up in his mind.

"Do you think it's them?" The two girls he was talking about were the two girls who had stayed overnight in the same place where Chaiyin had appeared.

"Take a look." Nangong Liye's tone was obviously a little strange. He seemed to be trying to find out something. It's a pity that most of her figure has been blocked.

"The rules of this martial arts competition are naturally up to me, and Fengfu has the final say." Feng Yunhe gritted his teeth and said. I didn't expect this woman to be so difficult.

"Although it is your Feng Mansion who has the final say. But also convince everyone. Isn't it? Could it be that the old man of the Feng family wants to use his power to suppress everyone." Han Xiluo sneered.

"You're so daring. There are not many people in the world today who dare to talk to the old man like this. Even the emperors of other countries have to give three points when they see the old man. What kind of thing are you?" Feng Yunhe was really angry. His authority has never been challenged by anyone.

Feng Mo's cold eyes narrowed. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with the tone of his father's speech.

"She's not something. She is the future lady of the city lord of my Qingcheng."

"What. She is the lady of the city lord. No wonder they are so bold. Speak like this to Old Man Feng in public."

Everyone in the audience heard Feng Mohan's words. I was even more surprised.

And Han Xiluo is full of black lines. The Lord's Wife. How did she not know that she had such a title in herself. Lan Ling'er on the side saw Han Xiluo's expression of wanting to tear him apart. Can't help but chuckle.

"Hmph. I want to be the future hostess of my Qingcheng. Do you think I'll agree with that?" Feng Yunhe suddenly took out a posture of an elder teaching a lesson, and looked at Han Xiluo coldly.

When Feng Mohan wanted to speak again. But Han Xiluo gently pulled his sleeves from behind. Feng Mohan didn't have to look back to know what she wanted to express. So he smiled indifferently. Use internal force to transmit sound with her.

It doesn't matter. Don't be afraid of anyone. You can make trouble as much as you want. The sky is falling. The Lord holds you up.

Han Xiluo was stunned for a moment. These words have long been engraved in her mind. That's what Nangong Liye once said to her. Even if the sky falls. He also holds it up.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised. Han Xiluo said a little lazily: "I'm sorry. I am not the emperor of any country. Nor the people of Qingcheng. I am who I am. Do whatever I want. Even if it's upside down. I'll do it."

"What an arrogant tone." Everyone in the audience gasped. I have never seen anyone dare to say this to the people of the Feng family in Qingcheng like this.

"The little girl doesn't know how thick the sky is." Feng Yunhe was furious. There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

"I really haven't measured how thick the sky is. But believe it or not. I'm going to make it impossible for you to continue." Han Xiluo's voice became more and more cold. His eyes also lowered from just now to looking directly into Feng Yunhe's eyes.

"Then the old man wants to see how you ......" but he had not finished his words. Then he saw that the man who had been sitting there was gone. Another blink. The man sat down again. It's just that Cheng Feng, who was still standing on the stage just now, somehow. Kicked off the stage.

"Look for death." Feng Yunhe's left hand carries the internal force of the whole body. He was about to deliver a fatal blow to Han Xiluo. But before he could make a move. Someone pointed to the acupoint.

"It seems that Old Man Feng is still a little unclear about the situation now." Lan Ling'er patted her little hand. Then he slowly walked to Feng Yunhe's side." There's nothing wrong with you hurting your daughter. But ask yourself. Have you ever taken into account her true feelings? If you let her marry someone she doesn't love, she will suffer day and night. Is this the love you want to give her?"

"Feelings can be cultivated."

"Then if you already have someone you love in your heart. How do you cultivate a relationship with someone you don't love?" It was Han Xiluo who spoke. There seemed to be something in her words.

"Ling'er said she didn't have anyone she liked."

"That's because she thinks you're going to disagree. Stupid." Lan Ling'er said disdainfully.

"You."

"Alright, alright." Feng Ziling walked in front of Feng Yunhe. Solved the acupuncture points for him. Then Pear Blossom said with rain: "Dad. The daughter already has someone she likes. But the daughter won't tell you who he is. Because my daughter wants to fight for happiness on her own. If he can't fall in love with his daughter. That daughter would rather never marry. I don't want to force him to marry me."

"Ling'er. Why are you so stupid. There are many good men in the world. Why are you so dead-eyed?"

"Daddy. Haven't you always had only a mother in your heart? So many years. You'd rather pull me and my brother to grow up alone. I don't want to continue the strings. Not even a concubine who sleeps in the bed. Isn't that because your heart has always loved this mother?"

"Ling'er. That's not the same. You're still young." Feng Yunhe patted her back a little weakly.

"But Daddy. I'm just like you. I want my own happiness."

"Ugh." Feng Yunhe sighed heavily. That's it. That's all for today's contest." That one was furious just now. The full-spirited Fengyunhe looked so weak at this time. The originally tall body seems to be a little rickety.

Feng Ziling saw it in her eyes. Tears can't help but flow. She knew that Daddy did all this for her good. But she really couldn't let go of him in her heart. Father. I'm sorry. Give your daughter another three years. If after three years. He still won't turn around for his daughter. Then everything is up to you, daughter. Feng Ziling secretly determined.

Seeing that the stubborn attitude of the old Feng family finally softened. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er also looked at each other and smiled.

Thank you. Feng Mohan said to the two of them with internal force.

It turns out that the city lord of Qingcheng will also say thank you. As soon as she got the opportunity, Lan Ling'er couldn't help but want to abuse him.

Feng Mohan rolled his eyes helplessly. This little girl doesn't spare people every time.

It's just that Han Xiluo was silent. Not for anything else. Because she felt a pair of fiery eyes staring at her at this moment. So eager and so familiar. Don't dare to look up. She was afraid that the person she saw was really him. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and wanted to throw herself into his arms. She's scared......

There was so much fear in her heart. So she couldn't afford to raise her head again.

"What's wrong?" I felt Han Xiluo's strangeness. Lan Ling'er on the side hurriedly asked.

"Nothing. Don't get too far away from me." Han Xiluo knows. If you let him watch it longer. Even if she's veiled. She knew he would recognize her.

What did you find. Lan Ling'er used the Wu clan's unique voice transmission method to talk to Han Xiluo. In this way. The content of the conversation was known only to the two of them.

Well. I felt his presence.

He. Nangong Liye.

Be.

Lan Ling'er didn't speak again. Just blocked Han Xiluo behind him. Think this farce will end soon.

"Everyone. This contest is because something has happened. Can't go on any longer. Our city lord is deeply sorry for this. I hope you all Haihan. Today, the lord of the city will hold a banquet to entertain you. It's in the most famous intoxicating building in the city. We hope you will be there on time." It was the housekeeper of the Feng Mansion who spoke.

Everyone in the audience talked about it for a while. See that the big picture has been decided. There's nothing more to say. and they were all scattered.

When the crowd fades away. Two impressive figures appeared in the sight of everyone on the stage.

Bei Minghao. Saint Lingxiao.

The moment I saw the Holy Heavens. Lan Ling'er trembled. Breathing is even more flustered and short. It's really a wave of unevenness. finally ended this meaningless contest to recruit relatives. I didn't expect two more troublesome people.

When Bei Minghao saw Lan Ling'er on the stage. I was stunned at first. Then the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

It's over, it's over. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er only had one thought in their hearts at this time.

And Feng Mohan on the side saw their strangeness. Transsion asked. What's wrong.

FENG Mohan. We think about it as if there is something important left undone. So we flashed first.

Now the only way is to go up to the top of the thirty-six counts. Without waiting for Feng Mohan's response. The two disappeared from the stage in the blink of an eye. Just because I was too flustered. So they didn't notice the moment Feng Ziling saw Bei Minghao. It seems that the whole person has been stiffened. A complicated look flashed on his face. Like a surprise. Like sorrow. Of course. All of this fell into Feng Mohan's eyes.

Look up. Feng Mohan's purple pupils exuded an intriguing meaning. Just now, Han Luo'er and Lan Ling'er ran away when they saw these two men. It shows that these two men must be their old times. Bei Minghao. Saint Lingxiao. Emperors of the two countries. Look at her sister again, looking straight at Bei Minghao with her eyes. Looks like he still has a lot to figure out.

"Princess Qingcheng also needs to compete to recruit relatives." Saint Lingxiao, who had just arrived at Qingcheng Mansion, said with some playfulness. Because too much attention and watch lively. So he didn't pay attention to the two veiled women who had just appeared on the stage.

Bei Minghao didn't speak. Just staring at the place where Han Xiluo disappeared and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Hey. What's wrong?" Follow his line of sight. But he found himself looking at an empty place. It's not far from there, though. There are a pair of hot and complicated eyes staring at Bei Minghao.

Saint Ling Xiao evoked an evil smile. Said lazily: "It turns out that this Qingcheng princess has been delayed in marrying. It's because I've fallen in love with you."

Well. Heard what he said. Bei Minghao eased up at this time. When his gaze met Feng Ziling's hot eyes. My heart tightened.

It's her.