Chapter 2: Father and Daughter with Black Bellies

"Phoenix-None-Lan"

An Qinghou was really angry, and with a wave of his big hand, the stone lion in front of the Fengwang Mansion exploded instantly, and the plaque of the "Fengwang Mansion" was a little damaged.

They have been fighting for three years, and he has never been able to fight Feng Wulan.

He has a son, Feng Wulan only has a daughter, he thought that he finally won Feng Wulan once, but he didn't expect that even his son couldn't fight Feng Qi.

This face is really loud.

"Anqinghou is angry enough!" The soft and cute voice has a majesty that cannot be ignored.

"Baby girl, why did you come out, it's windy outside, be careful of catching a cold, this matter is handled by Daddy." Feng Wulan said softly.

This look is a stark contrast to the previous one.

This old immortal forced his daughter to come out, not knowing that the weather outside was cold and prone to wind and cold.

Feng Wulan thought in his heart that his daughter was sick, and he was angry, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"Dad, look at your daughter, how can I get justice for you"

Even though he is only three years old, he seems to have great strength, supporting everything and convincing.

Feng Qi thought that meeting the father of such a daughter slave was a blessing from his previous life, so he would never allow others to bully him.

"Girl, daddy believes in you, come on!"

Whatever, if An Qinghou dared to make a move on his daughter, he would shoot An Qinghou to death.

"Lord Fengqi, should you give an explanation to the old man?" An Qinghou's face eased a lot, and the sullenness in his heart was still there.

"Confess? What does An Qinghou mean? Feng Qi evoked a shallow smile, fleeting: "Does it mean that I, a person who has never cultivated, made the little marquis who has reached the consecration of your house look like this person is not a ghost or a ghost?" ”

No evidence is slander, and everyone understands this truth.

An Qinghou also hesitated.

That's right! His son had already built a foundation, and now he had reached enlightenment, but the Fengqi County Lord had not yet reached the age of the test, and he had not yet started cultivating, so how could he beat his son like this?

Could it be that the rabbit cub was lying to him?

The little marquis, who wanted to be a transparent person there, was named, and he didn't dare to speak, so he shook his head there vigorously.

The county lord is terrible, if he says a wrong word, will his tongue be gone?

He doesn't want to be a dumb man.

"An Qinghou, now you are clear! You came to this palace indiscriminately to make trouble, and the city was full of wind and rain, and it made the people of this palace panic, and what was more serious was that you brought this...... It doesn't look like a ghost...... Ahem...... The little marquis frightened the king's baby girl, yelled at the king, called the king by his name in front of everyone, offended the royal majesty, and more seriously destroyed the king's stone lion and the plaque nominated by the emperor himself.

Feng Qi admires his father for being so capable, this pig's head really can't scare her, and the people in the house are panicking? I really haven't seen it.

An Qinghou clenched his fists, how could he do these things in a fit of anger, and regret not being at the beginning.

glared at the little marquis fiercely, he was not this rebel, and he didn't make it clear when he went back, he was angry in the court, and when he came back and saw his son become like this, he was even more dizzy with anger.

didn't think about it carefully and deeply, Feng Wulan took advantage of a loophole, and when he sued the emperor, he couldn't say what the punishment was, and the nine clans might not be able to tell.

Their family was miserable by this rebel.