Wen Qingyu's slender fingers casually touched in the air: "You say." ”

The man who was called was a man in his thirties, who had been following the head of the Wen family. Wen Qingyu clearly remembered that when Patriarch Wen was taken away by Feiying, the trace of joy in the man's eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

Ambition is valuable!

"Princess Qiyu." As soon as the man saw Wen Qingyu click on him, he suddenly straightened his chest and saluted Wen Qingyu's rules.

"Xiangye called us here to ask my eldest brother and ancestor to testify, and the big and young will ......"

"Wen Changxing, shut up!"

Wen Changfeng suddenly let out a low snort, interrupting Wen Changxing's words that were about to be spoken.

Although he only said half a sentence, Wen Qingyu had already understood, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that Wen Changfeng really hadn't dispelled the idea of changing his concubine to his concubine.

"Qing Yu, don't listen to his nonsense." Wen Changfeng squeezed out a warm smile at her: "It is true that there is something to invite them for the husband, but it is not that he said that." ”

"Princess, I'm not talking nonsense." Wen Changxing said with a straight face: "I am a person from the Wen family, and the one who died is my eldest brother." My eldest brother relies on me the most on weekdays, so he naturally tells me everything. ”

Wen Changxing was afraid that Wen Qingyu would not believe it, so he spoke very quickly: "He clearly ordered me yesterday to inform the people in the clan who have the best faces in the clan to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion today, just to ...... it."

"I want to continue the string!"

Wen Changfeng suddenly shouted, directly suppressing Wen Changxing's voice. Therefore, everyone can hear this voice clearly.

Seeing Wen Qingyuan's body huddled in the corner of the house, trembled almost invisibly.

"Oh?" Wen Qingyu smiled in his eyes: "Xiangye really seems to want to continue the string, so excited?" ”

Wen Changfeng gritted his teeth, since things are like this now, there is nothing to scruple about.

Actually, he really hasn't thought about it yet, but now it's impossible to mention the matter of the concubine. This is the only way to do it.

"That's right, the essence is to continue the string." Wen Changfeng nodded: "That's why I invited all the old people in the clan today, which can be regarded as a witness." ”

"I don't know, who is Xiangye going to marry?" Luo Yeji raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"The seventh lady of Lord Shangshu Ye of the Ministry of Officials."

"It's a match in terms of identity." Wen Qingyu nodded: "In this way, congratulations to Xiangye." ”

"This king and Qingqing will send congratulatory gifts later."

Wen Changfeng had a stiff smile on his face: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

"Since Xiangye is busy with the major matter of continuing the string, Qingqing and I won't bother much. I believe that the Xiangye and the clansmen still have a lot of important things to discuss. ”

Luo Yeji slowly got up and glanced at Wen Qingyu: "Qingqing, let's go back?" ”

"Okay." Wen Qingyu stood up.

"Qing Yu, wait a minute." Wen Changfeng suddenly called urgently: "I have something important to see, and I want to talk to you alone." ”

Luo Yeji frowned, but Wen Qingyu smiled at him: "You wait for me in the carriage, I'll come later." “

Luo Yeji nodded, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard with Feiying.

As soon as he left, Wen Changfeng instantly felt that the dark cloud covering his head had dispersed. From the bottom of my heart, there is such a touch of happiness, and my waist can't help but straighten a little.

"You come out with me." He said lightly to Wen Qingyu, and then took the lead out of the house.

Wen Qingyu was silent for a moment, Wen Changfeng was so obvious?

What did she do that made Wen Changfeng feel that she was actually a very good person without Luo Yeji?

Wen Changfeng took two steps, but he didn't hear footsteps behind him, he couldn't help frowning, and his voice sank a little.

"Why haven't you kept up?"

Wen Qingyu sighed in his heart, isn't Wen Changfeng the best at flattering the powerful? Was she wrong about this?

If I'm not mistaken, she should be Princess Rong. Who is Princess Rong? That's a true magnate.

However, where does Wen Changfeng have the slightest meaning of flattery?

With such a cross-eyebrow, he is actually the one who is the most fearless of power!

"Xiangye doesn't have to go too far, and the concubine doesn't have too much time."

Wen Changfeng frowned, and there was a hint of annoyance in his eyebrows, and he saw that he was about to burst out.

Flying Shadow suddenly came out of nowhere, with a smiling face.

"Princess, the prince asked me to ask you. What to do with those two bodies? The prince meant to be skinned and sent directly to the clan, so that those who did not have long eyes would have a long memory. ”

Wen Changfeng's face changed suddenly, as if he had choked on a sentence in his throat, and his face was flushed.

Wen Qingyu pursed his lips: "It's not good to look good if you peel the skin and send it back bloodily, just send the skin over." Be sure to be careful, don't break it. ”

Feiying was stunned for a moment, but said disdainfully: "What is the use of keeping a piece of skin when you can't get the goods on the table?" ”

"Be kind." Wen Qingyu nodded solemnly.

"Those two are so old, there should be a lot of descendants in the future. How can you not leave a memory for others? ”

"Peel off the skin completely, then find something to fill it in, and carefully make a leather puppet and send it back to the Wen clan ancestral hall. To allow his descendants to visit the shrine, they must do the same as a real person. Remember? ”

A hint of admiration flashed in Feiying's eyebrows, he originally thought that his father was already the most brutal person in the world. Compared with the princess, it is not enough to see at all.

He once again sighed in his heart that the current emperor is really too discerning.

Wen Changfeng's body trembled slightly, and a trace of unclear meaning flashed in his shrewd eyes. Once again, he solemnly looked at the bright and delicate woman in front of him, and he was like a hibiscus.

Wen Qingyu smiled at him: "What does the prime minister think of this idea?" ”

Wen Chang paused for a moment, and then said, "It's very ...... Good. ”

Does he dare to say that it is not good? Do you dare?

Facing the murderous man who skinned people and asked them to be made into puppets to be sent back to the ancestral hall of the people, he didn't feel that his father's identity could earn him much different treatment.

Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "Feiyingji heard it, Xiangye is very much in favor of this idea." Turning around and telling Wen Changxing, this is all the grace of Xiangye. If you want the people of the Wen clan to know gratitude. ”

"Yes."

Feiying smiled and walked away, and Wen Changfeng wanted to cry without tears.

Thanksgiving? Wen Qingyu made such a play, I believe that if there is no accident, Wen Changfeng will no longer have to go back to the clan to visit the door in this life.

Wen Qingyu's eyes were cold, didn't some people want to follow the forces of the clan to force her to submit?

So, how could she not do something so that he could have a longer memory and know what he could and couldn't do?

"What does Xiangye want to say?" Wen Qingyu's voice was cold, and he said lightly.

Wen Changfeng's eyes flashed, and he hated in his heart!

It seems that Wen Qingyu, a daughter, does only have her mother in her heart, and she will definitely not take care of her father.

Then don't blame him for treating her as an outcast: "A man's temperament has always been difficult to control, and the more difficult it is for a man in a high position to control." ”

Wen Qingyu frowned, what did he have to say?

"King Rong is definitely not a person you can easily influence, so, for Father, it's time to find someone to help you."

Wen Qingyu's eyes were cold, looking for someone to help her? What kind of people under Wen Changfeng can do it?

"Your sister Mandarin is well-behaved and good-looking. In a few days, you will take her back to the house, and you sisters will be of the same heart, so that you can help each other. ”

Wen Qingyu hooked his lips and smiled, and suddenly half of the temperature disappeared from his eyes, and he looked at Wen Changfeng without blinking.

Wen Changfeng only felt uncomfortable to look at those beautiful eyes, but he didn't intend to stop.

"Yuan'er has trained Mama Liu very well these days, and it is better to have her as the side concubine of Rongwang's Mansion than others."

"Huh." Wen Qingyu smiled faintly: "Concubine Ben didn't know that Xiangye actually valued Luo Yeji so much?" ”

Wen Changfeng's voice was stunned, and something flashed in his eyes very quickly: "King Rong's status is noble, is it wrong for him to be valued by his own appearance?" ”

Wen Qingyu's eyes were cold, did she think she couldn't see it? The trace of panic in Wen Changfeng's eyes was clearly panic. It was the horror of being seen through.

He has always had high hopes for Wen Qingyuan, and has never raised her as a concubine. In his heart, this concubine should actually be more valuable than his own concubine.

Therefore, Wen Qingyuan has never made a marriage contract when she is about to reach the age of marriage. In fact, Wen Changfeng wanted to make good use of Wen Qingyuan's marriage to fight for the greatest interests for himself.

She suddenly understood what reason Aunt Deng was using, and asked Wen Changfeng to accept the persistence of remembering her son as a son-in-law.

It turns out that it is to pave the way for Wen Qingyuan?

It is impossible for Aunt Deng to straighten out, so if she has a brother, Wen Qingyuan's identity will naturally rise, and the choice of marriage will be broader.

Think about the advance and retreat just now, Wen Qingyuan, who spoke with a hidden edge. A hint of coldness flashed in Wen Qingyu's eyes, these days, Mama Liu really taught her too well!

So, can't you see where you are anymore?

Asking Wen Qingyuan to marry into the Rongwang Mansion should not be what Wen Changfeng meant. He has always felt that his daughter should be the wife of the main house.

So who is it? Who can influence the prime minister? Except for that one person, I'm afraid there will be no more.

"Xiangye, this idea, this concubine can't agree." Wen Qingyu said softly: "It's really not a wise move to pick up all the eggs in one basket. ”

Wen Changfeng was stunned for a moment.

Wen Qingyu continued: "Since the second sister is so outstanding, it's a pity to stay in King Rong's Mansion. No matter how noble Luo Yeji is, after all, he is just a proton of another country, and he may not be able to leave Yanjing for the rest of his life. The second sister should have a better choice. ”

"You mean?"

"The emperor has decreed that the draft will be held in the harem for half a month, and this is a general election. The second lady is a celestial person, and she can naturally fly on the branches. ”

Wen Qingyu turned around, and the warm noon sun behind him shrouded the azure long figure slowly. The peerless man seemed to have all the sunshine on his body, and his picturesque face was only brighter than a pearl.

Luo Nightmark, when did you come? How many did you hear again?

Luo Yeji had an indifferent smile on his jade face: "This king believes that Xiangye, the abbot of the country, must be on it!" ”

A flash of brilliance flashed in Wen Changfeng's eyes, obviously very moved. There was still a hint of struggle in his eyebrows.

Luo Yeji hooked his lips and smiled: "This king once swore that he would not accept any woman into the mansion after marrying Qingqing. This king has never been able to resist temptation, so he will cut off all dangers in advance. ”

He stood beside Wen Qingyu, and there was an intoxicating Wen Yong in his phoenix eyes: "Therefore, all those who may cause this king to break his oath, this king doesn't mind that they die first." ”

Wen Qingyu chuckled, Luo Da Meiren really didn't show any emotion when she spoke, and this had been clearly told to Wen Changfeng. Wen Qingyuan entered the mansion and could only die!

Seeing that Wen Changfeng's face turned blue, Luo Yeji continued.

"Of course, this king believes that the delicate flower of the second lady is more suitable for the soil in the palace."