Feng Rui, the eldest young master of the Feng family, stood up, bowed to Mo Zhilan, and said calmly: "My little sister is ill, and I am afraid that I may slight the holy face. Please forgive me."
"Sick?" Mo Zhilan raised the corner of his lips playfully, and with a deep gaze, he said: "That's a coincidence. Originally, I came to see Zi'er. Now that she is sick, I have to go and see in person.
Already."
"My little sister is staying in her boudoir, so it's not convenient for her to meet guests." Feng Rui lied without even blinking, saying nothing or being humble, and intercepted Mo Zhilan's request.
"Feng Rui, Zi'er is my queen, how do you say she is waiting to be married?" Her thin lips seemed to be smiling, but her eyes were half cold.
Feng Yu was not as well-educated as Feng Rui, so Mo Zhilan just didn't say anything, but he dared to bring up old things again and forcefully stirred up his suppressed anger.
"Your Majesty, my little sister is a merchant and has nothing to do with your Majesty's queen. Please don't exalt your little sister and belittle yourself!"
Looking sideways at Feng Yu, who had already stood up and made rude remarks, Mo Zhilan was not furious at Long Yan, but smiled silently, "Feng Yu, do you know why I showed up at Canglang Villa?"
Feng Yu's handsome face turned cold and he looked back at Mo Zhilan, who was dressed in an elegant manner.
Of course he knew why Feng Xizi regressed - it was Mo Zhilan's despicable plan to threaten him with Xianyu and force the younger sister to submit.
Mo Xianyu was originally his niece, but just for Zi'er, he turned out to be ruthless and wanted his blood relative to marry Yue far away... Only Mo Zhilan could pull off such a trick.
"It seems you already know." The jade fan in Mo Zhilan's hand tapped his forehead, and the smile on his lips deepened by half a minute, "I am just treating others in their own way. Feng
We resisted the decree three times, but I refused to pursue it for Zi'er's sake. And Zi'er also agreed to let me live in Canglang Villa because of Xianyu? These two
There is no difference between them, so Feng Yu, you don’t have to look at me like this. Zi’er knows where my weaknesses are, and similarly, I also know where Zi’er’s weaknesses are. Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles.
This is Zi'er's cleverness, and at the same time, it is also my attitude towards doing things."
Seeing that both brothers were suffering in front of Mo Zhilan, Feng Jia frowned slightly and stood up together, "Since Your Majesty knows my little sister so well, your Majesty must also know very well that my little sister will never see you.
of."
"Are you so sure?" Mo Zhilan smiled harmlessly and elegantly, with a little light falling into his eyes.
"Our sister, of course we are sure." Feng Yue, who had been silent until now, stood up slowly and said firmly.
Seeing that the four young masters of the Feng family had completely lost their respect, Fang Ruling frowned. The four people and His Majesty were talking to each other. The content seemed to be normal, but in fact, there was a thorn in every word.
There is a knife hidden in the smile, and the atmosphere in this ancient hall has begun to have an undercurrent.
"All four of you think I shouldn't come?" Mo Zhilan looked at the four handsome and distinguished men in the hall, each with their own merits, and remained unchanged in the face of changes.
Among the four people, Feng Yu had the deepest resentment towards Mo Zhilan. Back then, he saw Feng Xizi suffer with his own eyes and personally buried his nephew who was too late to be born. All of this was because Mo Zhilan was not like him.
Protect Feng Xizi as promised.
"Your Majesty himself should know better than me."