"No! All your good things were given to that precious grandson who abandoned you when you were dying. You only have sixteen eyes!"
How about it, now you end up with no one to take care of you even if you want to drink water, do you regret it?"
"Feng Junchen..."
The Empress Dowager shook her head in disbelief. This young man who was so filial to her in front of others would treat an old man like this behind the scenes.
Didn't you invite him to tea?
Could it be that what the palace maid served him was not tea, but only what she brought to him with her own hands was called tea?
What a condescending and self-righteous crown prince!
The Empress Dowager was so angry that her breathing was short. She looked angrily at Feng Junchen, who had been spoiled since childhood, and managed to squeeze out a few words from her throat: "Ai family, Ai family will definitely ask the emperor to destroy you!"
"Abolish me? Hahaha..."
Hearing this, Feng Junchen laughed evilly and arrogantly. He looked at the old man struggling in the tight air with a mocking look: "Old woman, are you confused in your sleep? Want to abolish me? OK!
However, I have to tell you some good news!
Your son, he went off to war!"
Meeting the surprised eyes of the Empress Dowager, his laughter became even louder: "The Western Liao army is attacking. There are no generals in the court, so my father will lead the expedition himself. Hahaha...Old woman, if you want to complain to him, you might get the underworld of the Yin Dynasty."
Go and say it!”
"You, you, you let someone ambush your father?"
"Ambush? Haha, thank you for expressing my thoughts so nicely!"
Feng Junchen slowly clenched his fist in front of the Queen Mother, with violent veins jumping on his fist!
"Old woman, listen carefully, the Golden Throne will soon belong to me!"
"You, you, you..."
The Queen Mother was so frightened by Feng Junchen's ruthless eyes that her heart beat wildly.
Less air is inhaled and more air is exhaled.
Amidst Feng Junchen's arrogant laughter, her eyes were straightened, and her breath caught in her throat, neither rising nor falling.
She pointed her trembling fingers at him, unable to utter a word of reproach.
Feng Junchen laughed and watched with satisfaction as the Empress Dowager struggled helplessly. He seemed to have seen himself wearing the five-clawed dragon robe!
Suddenly, a whirlwind blew in from outside the palace, bringing with it the crisp fragrance, swaying his dragon robe and confusing his vision.
When he came to his senses, in front of him, the Empress Dowager was quickly held up by a pair of cold and solemn hands, and the purple spiritual energy was continuously transported from the jade palms to the old man's weak back.
Feng Junchen's eyes fell on the side face of that alluring face, and he instantly turned to stone.
It took a while before I found my voice: "Feng Qingyang? Are you still alive?"
Feng Qingyang concentrated on conveying spiritual energy to the Queen Mother, and the corner of his eye swept towards Feng Junchen with disdain, and the temperature in the palace suddenly dropped to freezing point.
He is always like this, no matter who he meets, he can be so elegant and aloof.
The contemptuous eyes swept over him, showing no anger or authority, as if he was the ruler of the world. But he was just an ant in front of him!
Feng Junchen clenched his hands into fists and cracked his knuckles.
He never imagined that this legendary dead man would appear at the critical moment when he was about to complete his work!
He ruined his good deeds!
However, looking at Feng Qingyang, who was so cold and solemn and didn't even bother to answer him, he had no other choice but to hold back a sullen feeling.