Chapter 199: The Four Young Masters of the Feng Family Flee [5]
His Zierhe can always find the best way to solve all problems in the shortest time.
He thought he was superior to Zi'er in terms of scheming and scheming, but when it came to coordinating the overall situation and staying calm in times of crisis, Zi'er was already on par with him.
"Your Majesty, my little sister is a member of our Feng family and will be until death!" Feng Jia stood in front of Mo Zhilan solemnly and reiterated to him.
"That's right, Your Majesty saved my little sister. The Feng family is grateful and will definitely serve His Majesty in the future. I just ask Your Majesty, for the sake of my little sister's dedication to helping you, don't let her go back to that sad place and continue to suffer." He has always been steady.
Feng Rui couldn't help but wanted to have a showdown with Mo Zhilan, because she really didn't want him to continue to pester Feng Xizi.
To be hurt once is infatuation, to be hurt twice is bad fate. If it is hurt a third time, they may be unable to control themselves and want to kill Mo Zhilan.
Feng Yu saw that none of the three brothers were polite to Mo Zhilan. Originally, he, the "quasi-consort", should not say anything at this time, but - "Listen, Feng Xizi will never return to the royal family in this life.
She is repaying your life-saving grace by helping you. From now on, the Feng family and the royal family will draw a clear line. Your Majesty, you will be your emperor, and Feng Xizi will be her merchant. One is in heaven and the other is on earth. Never meet each other.
See!"
Slowly, Mo Zhilan lowered his long eyelashes, covering a pair of clear and watery black eyes.
Slowly, a smile appeared on his lips, and the gentle breeze carried the gentlest spring water.
Gently, he moved his thin lips and said, "I prefer the poem Golden Threaded Clothes."
Gold, gold threaded clothes?!
The fourth young master of the Feng family, who put down the letter of challenge, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized——
[I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes. I advise you to cherish your youth. When flowers are blooming, they need to be cut off. Don’t wait until there are no more flowers.]
"You - you -"
Feng Yue, who had the biggest temper, was completely angered by Mo Zhilan's arrogant and domineering attitude. She didn't care about Mo Zhilan's identity or current situation. She stepped forward with her long legs, grabbed Mo Zhilan's collar with her fingers, and said fiercely: "Don't
You think you can do whatever you want because you are the emperor! My little sister is not that flower, and you can’t conquer her!"
"Second brother, don't..." Feng Jia's heart trembled. The second brother's impulsiveness was understandable. Faced with Mo Zhilan's provocation, everyone would be furious, let alone the already straightforward second brother.
But Mo Zhilan is the emperor. He is the most noble person in the world. No matter how angry the second brother is, he can't...
"Leave me alone! I've long disliked him!" Pulling the collar of Mo Zhilan's silk coat, Feng Yue's eyes were filled with a prairie fire of anger. He didn't care about his demeanor or reason, and he just yelled, "I told him
You, Feng Xizi, are the only daughter of the Feng family. If I had known that you would treat her like this, I should not have let her marry you in the first place! You have a harem of three thousand, and you don’t have any women at your disposal. My little sister is not someone you can play with casually!
"
"I love her more than anyone else, and I believe in her more than anyone else. She hurts me ten times more than her, and she hurts me a hundred times more than she does. She wants my life, and she can take it away at any time.
, I have been hers all my life, and she is mine." His long eyelashes were raised, his eyes were clear, and his pale lips were slightly raised.
"You fart! I just don't like you, and I wish I could just let the fourth child poison you to death -" Feng Yue was only halfway through cursing when he saw Feng Jia shaking his head violently.
"You have a convulsion!" he yelled at Feng Jia angrily.
"I...Second brother, let go of Your Majesty quickly." Fengjia winked and tried his best to hint.