Rong Jingchen returned to his seat solemnly, turned around and drew his sword to confront the second lady.

The second lady was stunned for a while before she reacted, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Rong Jingchen's thin lips lifted a cold smile, and his actions were calm, without a hint of joking: "I hope that my father-in-law will teach the people of Shangshufu how to behave in the future, this king sees that over the years, the only person who can be a person in Shangshufu is the princess of this king." ”

Feng Qitian's hanging heart let go, he exhaled, and then replied to Rong Jingchen: "Yes, yes...... Everything the prince said was right. ”

A soft voice came: "Uncle, why do you want to belittle yourself so much? I think the princess regent is not sensible, right? ”

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Feng Yiyun coming in across the door.

Feng Yiyun was wearing a pink Luo shirt, and her melon-seed-shaped white and jade-like face was full of smiles.

A pair of pear vortices appear slightly between the cheeks, which is as beautiful as the beauty in a painting.

The long black eyebrows are not like paintings.

The eyes that are looking forward to the light are smart, black and white.

The long black and flowing hair exudes a fairy-like temperament.

The long hair of the waterfall reaches the waist, and the hair accessories are very simple.

Feng Yiyun came in slowly, making all the people in the audience lose their color, and those with a lower status than her all saluted.

However, everyone moved towards Feng Yiyun's gaze and Feng Yueli's body.

Suddenly, I felt that the beauty of the lord of Evian was too vulgar, and the beauty of Feng Yueli came from temperament.

Feng Yiyun smiled, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Let's get up, everyone, today is the return banquet of Miss Feng Wu of the Feng clan, so don't be polite." ”

I'm afraid Feng Yiyun is doing things through tonight's homecoming banquet, right?

Feng Yueli could know Feng Yiyun's thoughts at a glance, and she slowly sat down beside Rong Jingchen.

The moon-glazed white clothes are like snow, the waist is bent in a slight step, the wrist is in the light yarn, and the cold in the eyes falls on the other place.

Clear and elegant, you can't force your eyes, but her expression is cold and indifferent.

She is as clean as ice and snow, but she is also as cold as ice and snow, so that people can't guess whether she is happy or angry, sad or happy.

When everyone heard Feng Yiyun's words, they were quiet for a while, and then they began to be lively again.

It was as if that farce had never happened at all.

Rong Jingchen beckoned by the way, signaling Feng Qitian to come over, and he reminded Feng Qitian in his ear: "I hope that my father-in-law's second lady can do what she says and do everything I say." ”

Feng Qitian was so frightened that his body trembled again: "Yes, yes, your subordinates will educate you well." ”

Where does he dare not educate? Everyone knows Rong Jingchen's temperament, and once you ask for something, people will stare at you to finish it.

Feng Yueli was impartial, and happened to hear their conversation, and a hint of indifferent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Lord Wang, you threaten your father so much, okay?" ”

In fact, she really wanted him to threaten, but on the surface, she had to be polite.

Rong Jingchen took a sip of wine and said coldly: "Isn't this exactly what Li'er is looking forward to?" ”

She lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes fell on her face: "How does the prince know what Li'er thinks in her heart?" ”

He put down his wine glass and looked at her seriously: "This king has a heart with you, so you know everything you want." ”

What he said is true, in this South China continent, there is another kind of spiritual power that can know what people think in their hearts, which is no different from modern mind reading.