Feng Canglun glanced at Qianxun who was crying, frowned, and looked at Chunying.
"Chunying, did you bring the idiot princess?" Feng Canglun said coldly, pointing at the porridge that Qianxun had made a mess, and a rebellious light flashed from his eyes.
Chunying glanced at Qianxun and replied coldly, "It was my slave who brought the princess here. My slave and Zizhu are from the same hometown. I learned that he returned to his hometown a few days ago, so I came here to ask about the situation in my hometown.
The princess has always been so stupid, why should Mr. Feng blame the princess?"
"No blame? Look, she made a mess on my porridge! She also ate my porridge with a spoon! Disgusting!"
Feng Canglun jumped up and shouted at Chunying, who was neither humble nor arrogant but also calm and unstable! [
Chunying's eyes turned cold and fell on Feng Canglun's extremely handsome face.
"Young Master Feng is a princess and a concubine, but you dislike the princess so much. Do you want to go back to your Ji country?" Chunying said coldly.
Feng Canglun froze, his veins popped out, he raised his fist and hit the white jade platform hard. With a muffled sound, the white jade platform was broken by his punch!
The plate of porridge was instantly thrown down and spilled all over the floor. Qianxun was sitting on the side with a few bits of rice spilled on her dress.
Pity!
Qianxun looked at the messy food on the floor and was so angry that she wanted to step forward and slap Feng Canglun. Just when she wanted to tear her face off, she let out a sweet shout, which immediately silenced the hall.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
emperor?
Murong Chenzhe?
Qianxun was startled and immediately suppressed his anger. Before talking about Murong Chenzhe, he should not act rashly before he understood everything!
Feng Canglun and others looked back and saw a young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe striding in through the door, followed by a woman in rich clothes, two guards, and a young eunuch, all of whom knelt down to say hello.
There were still wet tears in Qianxun's eyes. Through the hazy light, he saw the young man walking in front of the crowd, and their voices were like thunder.
"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Wan'an, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty
Good luck, mother!"
"Pingsheng!"
The man responded calmly and scanned the hall. He saw food all over the floor in a mess, and the "idiot" princess sat beside him. He couldn't help but frown.
Qianxun sobbed softly, glanced at him, and quickly lowered his head.