Chapter 153: The Conspiracy of His Majesty the Black-bellied Emperor 【3】
Ever since Feng Xizi gave such an order, he had already guessed that today would happen.
The more Feng Xizi refused to admit defeat, the more she fell into Mo Zhilan's trick. Princess Loulan's marriage was fake, and it was just a way to force Feng Xizi to come out.
Mo Nanhen was assassinated that year and died indirectly under the assassination of Loulan Emperor Xuan Ling. How could Mo Zhilan not avenge this blood feud?
Marriage?
It was just a little trick by Mo Zhilan to humiliate the Loulan royal family, and the purpose was to live in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River...
How could someone as smart as Feng Xizi not know that when Feng Xizi met Mo Zhilan, he was stupid, foolish, and had unforgettable love and hatred.
This time Fang Ruling went to Feng's house in person, I'm afraid her persistence will give way...
Qiyu's speculation had just begun, but Feng Xizi sneered unexpectedly: "I said, please leave my Canglang Villa immediately. Is it because there is something wrong with my expression, or because Lord Fang doesn't understand what I say?"
What? Canglang Villa does not welcome anyone from the royal family, including Mr. Fang, you."
Fang Ruling stood there, listening to Feng Xizi's cold and heartless words, sighing frequently in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, really don't listen?"
"Do you need me to repeat it again?" Feng Xizi asked in a very calm and cold tone. He raised his hand and waved, "Qiyu, send Mr. Fang out of the house!"
Seeing Feng Xizi being so decisive, the four Feng family members secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Feng Xizi had made up his mind not to have anything to do with Mo Zhilan anymore.
Originally, I was worried that Fang Ruling would say something that would remind Feng Xizi of Mo Zhilan's love affair, but now it seems that this worry is completely unnecessary.
"Yes, Miss!" Qiyu's delicate green pupils were filled with joy. She raised her hand and faced Fang Ruling, "Master Fang, please."
Fang Ruling's forehead began to break out into fine sweat, and it became more overwhelming than expected.
However, before Qiyu was about to use force to drive him out, Fang Ruling immediately took out a yellow satin brocade bag from his sleeve and said hurriedly: "This brocade bag was given to the lady by your majesty's ministers. Please, miss."
Be sure to accept it.”
"I don't care about his things." Feng Xizi slowly sat down, his eyes indifferent, not even looking at the brocade bag.
"Miss, I'm going to take my leave." Fang Ruling didn't insist, he put the kit on the sandalwood table beside Feng Rui, saluted Feng Xizi, and followed Qiyu out of the Xiangu Hall.
Feng Yue looked at Qi Yu and Fang Ruling disappearing outside the door, patted the chair, and laughed loudly: "Little sister, you are so awesome! You should have done this a long time ago, let Mo Zhilan see, our Feng Yue
Family is never easy to bully!"
"That's right, the Feng family and the royal family are no longer involved. Mo Zhilan never wants to step into Canglang Villa!" Feng Yu praised him greatly, and said to Tinghe by the way: "Throw this tip bag into the lotus pond in the backyard, and his
This young master feels uncomfortable after looking at it!"
"Yes, Fourth Young Master." Tinghe picked up the brocade bag and turned around to go out and throw it away when something on the brocade bag suddenly caught Feng Xizi's eyes.
"Wait!" Shui's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he took a closer look at the pattern on the yellow satin, Feng Xizi frowned, "Bring it over."
The four young men of the Feng family didn't understand why Feng Xizi suddenly changed. One moment, he couldn't see it, but the next second he opened it immediately - Feng Xizi opened the bag and took a look inside.
His expression immediately changed, "Quickly, call Fang Ruling back!"