Chapter 152: The Conspiracy of His Majesty the Black-bellied Emperor 【2】
The ancient hall was quiet and quiet.
Whether it was the fourth young master of the Feng family, Fang Ruling, or Ting He who was watching the excitement, they were all horrified by Feng Xizi's words.
Feng Xizi was frivolous and unruly, and extremely proud, but she knew what was right and how to measure it. No matter how fierce her fight with Mo Zhilan was, she had never said such "defying" or "disrespectful" words.
The six people were stunned for a long time without any response. Feng Xizi stood on a high position, and a spring breeze drifted through the door and window, blowing the train of her silk skirt.
The lotus-purple gauze was flowing, and under the tassels of her hairpins, she could see her beautiful face like a flower, her cold and indifferent smile, and her arrogance.
"Miss Feng, do you know that these words are enough to make everyone in the Feng family suffer?" Fang Ruling said with a frown, his tone already a little angry and no longer as respectful as before.
Feng Xi's purple gauze was lingering, her smile was still there, and she said calmly and calmly: "Does Mr. Fang know that the one who suffers with the Feng family may be His Majesty the Emperor, who is far away in the imperial capital and is so high above us?"
Fang Ruling raised his head and looked at Feng Xizi, who was as beautiful and beautiful as two years ago, and asked seriously: "Is Miss Feng threatening me?"
"threaten?"
She smiled with disdain and pride.
The pear blossoms planted outside the Xiangu Hall were blown in by the wind in the hall, and the snow-like calyx gently brushed the corners of Qingrui's eyes and eyebrows, and she smiled. Her watery eyes were cold and emotionless: "It's Fang I'm threatening.
The man whom you regard as a god. He is the king of a country, and I am the head of a family. If we are in the palace, I have to listen to him. Unfortunately, this is Canglang Villa, and on the Feng family's territory, he is not allowed to give orders!
The Feng family has never welcomed him. No matter who he is, I am not afraid at all. Take my words with you. If he wants to kill or blow, Feng Xizi will follow. But if he dares to touch every plant and tree in the Feng family
, don’t blame me for dying together..."
After a pause, Ning Bing Luoxue's eyes were firm and aloof, and she spoke clearly, word for word, "I'd rather have broken jade than be complete -"
The spring sun was shining brightly, but a cold wind swept through the Xiangu Hall, making Fang Ruling's heart tremble.
Feng Xizi stood at a slightly higher position, with a cold expression on her face. She glanced at Fang Ruling and moved her lips, "Master Fang, you can invite me back."
Fang Ruling felt that his palms were wet with sweat. At this moment, his momentum was completely suppressed by Feng Xizi. Let alone a mere Zhongshu Cheng, even if the prime minister came here in person, he might not be able to do anything to the head of the Feng family...
Besides, how dare he really do anything to Feng Xizi? After all, her status is special, and the Feng family is the foundation of the country that no one can touch.
If His Majesty hadn't insisted, he really wouldn't have wanted to take on this set of hard work - it was one thing to guess that Feng Xizi would resist the decree, but it was another thing to actually have such a tense confrontation.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you really have posed a big problem for me!
Sighing slightly, before being "invited" out of the door by Feng Xizi, Fang Ruling hurriedly said: "Your Majesty has one more thing to say to the lady. Please listen to what I have to say before making a decision."
Huh?
The four young masters of the Feng family once again made eye contact, and they all saw four words - Thousand Miles of Sound.
Qiyu, who had been lowering his head, raised his head slightly and looked at Feng Xizi with complicated eyes. His heart was clearly in turmoil, and the gaps in his twinkling blue pupils were getting deeper and deeper.