Yumin thought that after last time, Feng Qing should have restrained himself a lot, so he didn't take it to heart. However, not long after, someone came again and said that Feng Qing had done something. Only then did he realize that Feng Qing was determined to do something.
The dancer was beaten to death, so he hurried back. Unexpectedly, he saw such a scene.
He was furious, if he hadn't come back today, would the dancer have been beaten to death like this? Thinking about the future, if he married Feng Yao, would Feng Qing be like this? He had known since he was a child that the people of Feng Mansion would be like this.
How did these ladies bully Feng Yao?
Thinking of such consequences, Yumin became even more angry. He had given repeated orders not to embarrass the dancer, but he didn't expect that this woman would dare to take action. It was really abominable to ignore him like this!
Yu Min said angrily in a deep voice: "Feng Qing! Look at how you look now. You don't look like a princess. You are just like a shrew on the street!"
Although he was angry, Yumin still remembered Fengqing's identity, so he just scolded her.
When the dancer heard what Yumin said, she sneered in her heart. No wonder she couldn't win her master's heart. She really deserved it because she took advantage of her.
Standing up silently, the dancer felt that her body was about to fall apart. She really wanted to step forward and slap Feng Qing hard twice. This vicious woman slapped Feng Qing so hard that she didn't know how many days it would take for her to recover.
Feng Qing adjusted her makeup and returned to her usual elegant and noble appearance. She glanced at the dancer with cold eyes and said calmly: "I helped His Highness to discipline her, but I didn't control my strength a little. I hope Your Highness will forgive me!"
This was simply telling lies with open eyes. The dancer lowered her head, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she spat in her heart. This woman was so shameless that no one in the world could match her.
Yumin strode forward, but when he got close to the dancer, he smelled a faint smell of blood. His face changed slightly, and his tone became a bit colder, and he said: "What is the discipline? She is a guest of His Highness, where is the turn?"
Do you need to discipline me? Feng Qing, do what you should do!" The last sentence contained a strong warning.
But Feng Qing didn't take it to heart. Although Hou Fu was Yu Min's relative, she, Feng Qing, was the serious Feng family member. She didn't need to look at Yu Min's face at all.
"Guest?" Feng Qing raised her eyebrows and said mockingly: "I really don't know when even a brothel girl can be a guest in Qianxue Palace. Your Highness is not afraid of some individuals' filth contaminating Qianxue Palace?
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What she said was too vicious, even if she was a dancer, she couldn't just pass it off as fart, so she made another note for Feng Qing in her heart. But there was no movement on her face. Yumin likes women who don't have very bright minds.
Isn't it?
The silence of the dancer attracted Yumin's attention. When he smelled the blood, he knew that the dancer must be injured, so when he heard Feng Qing's insinuation, he ignored it. Instead, he walked to the dancer, held her shoulders, and said warmly:
"Where is it hurt?"
Hearing the tone in which Yu Min spoke to the dancer, Feng Qing's face flashed with ferocity. Even if she didn't love this man, he was still her husband and her cousin, but he had never been kind to her!
The dancer did not raise her head, but took a few steps back, avoiding Yumin's hand, and said coldly: "Nothing was hurt." The alienation in her words was obvious.
Yumin frowned slightly, glared at Feng Qing, and said, "What are you still doing? Do you still want to 'discipline and discipline' in front of me?"