Chapter 417: The Battle of the Counterattack (1)
"I hope you'll stop, it's only going to hurt both sides. Your forcible acquisition will also make the moonlit night unable to make ends meet. ”
Feng Che lowered his head and acquiesced to Lin Shaowan's words.
"Even if you're right, I said it's not over yet.
You owe me something you owe. ”
opened his mouth, his throat trembling slightly: "If you insist on this, I will not think about the old love again." ”
Feng Che stood up, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground suddenly, making a crisp and loud sound.
Lin Shaowan looked indifferently at the broken teacup.
Feng Che clenched his palms, and squeezed out a few words in his throat: "Accompany you to the end!" ”
Feng Che shook his head disappointedly, "You can't fight me." ”
He knows Feng Che's methods very well, and he also knows her weakness.
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In the blink of an eye, nearly a month has passed, there is no movement on Lin Shaowan's side, and Feng Che has not made any movement for the time being, both of them are waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.
"Feng Che," Dongfang Lingshuang walked in with a big grin.
"You can't go to the palace banquet!"
"No problem." Fiddling with the flowers and plants in his hands, his tone is light and breezy.
Dongfang Lingshuang couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Feng Che, can you serve a snack, this palace banquet will never be so simple." ”
Feng Che raised his head and glanced at the scenery outside the window, and muttered, "There are still three or four days before the New Year......
What about Nangong? Dongfang Lingshuang didn't expect that Feng Che was still in the mood to ask Nangong Xuan at this time.
"He has had severe morning sickness recently, and I didn't want him to come, but he said that he was too stuffy at home and insisted on coming out. I couldn't help it, so I brought him.
As soon as he entered the door, he shouted that he was tired, so I asked him to find Su Ju Gongzi first, and I came to you first. ”
Feng Che nodded, silent, thoughtful.
Dongfang Lingshuang looked at her with bated breath.
"When your baby is born, I will be his godmother!"
Dongfang Lingshuang couldn't help but roll her eyes, she still thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be this.
"This is nature. But are we thinking about it now? ”
Feng Che really doesn't understand or is he teasing himself, the annual palace banquet is a time when princes and nobles get together to eat and talk about the world.
The empress sent an invitation to Feng Che this time, there must be something wrong with this!
Feng Che shrugged indifferently.
"Don't ask Lin Qizhu in advance, he is the prime minister you are marrying in the media, and he is also a member of the royal family, maybe he can give appropriate advice."
Dongfang Lingshuang's opinion Feng Che didn't think about it, but her relationship with Lin Qizhu was still a little stiff.
"It's just a palace banquet, don't worry too much." I really didn't want to see Lin Qizhu, and there was nothing big about it, so Feng Che decided to go to the banquet.
It's just that I didn't expect that such a hasty decision would have many consequences.
If people can predict the future, then Feng Che at this moment will definitely not be so blind.
It's a pity that there are no ifs in life.
At this moment, Lin Qizhu was also busy, not because he was preparing to go to the palace banquet, but because he was busy for an order or an instruction.
But if Feng Che pays a little attention to the chess piece that she ignored as a marriage, everything may not happen.
As winter draws to a close, the cold wave gives vent to the last vestiges of its power, and the wind is caught in the wind and frost and beats the window paper, because the wind is too strong.
The man had to reluctantly close the window.
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