In fact, staying in the house is not a big deal. Compared with the officials who rehearsed songs and dances for them and presented beauties to please them, Feng Qinghan felt that being able to stay quietly in the house was a very good choice.
The prince naturally liked this behavior very much, and the beauties presented were all excellent, and all of them were outstanding, which made the prince very happy.
"Master Liu, you are really considerate. Now the disaster is serious. These women are poor people. Now that you take them in, you have given them a way to live. But Master Liu, if you take the women in, others must also take them in. One less person
There will be one less refugee." The prince's tone sounded casual but also stern, but it did not scare people at all. On the other hand, Feng Churui and Feng Qinghan were much calmer.
The reputation of the prince has long been spread, so many officials know that the prince is actually a idiot. It is not clear whether he can inherit the throne in the future, but it is always right to flatter him.
Feng Qinghan ate quietly, and some of the food was tasteless. They ate so well here, but how many refugees could not even take a bite of food. If these officials were not greedy, he would never believe it, and they did not let the refugees go at all.
In my heart, otherwise how could I be in the mood to hold such a song and dance?
There is the sound of silk and bamboo in the ears, but there is darkness in front of the eyes. No matter how graceful the beauties dance, it is of no use to Feng Qinghan. Being invisible is very beneficial at this time. Unlike the prince, his eyes are
All looked straight.
The five dancers are all stunningly beautiful, with soft waists that seem to have no bones, and the expressions on their faces are just right. They are a bit charming, but also elegant and dignified, without giving off the impression of coquettishness. Such a woman is suitable for someone like Feng Chu.
After all, Rui and the others' identities cannot be fooled by just a few women.
The prince's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but want to rush forward and knock one of them down, but if possible, he would like to have all five.
The official's sharp eyes spotted the woman that the prince was interested in, with a fox-like smile on his face. As long as he could be attracted by it, it didn't matter. He was afraid that he would not like anything else. The woman that the prince was attracted by was not thin.
, on the contrary, she was a little plump, which also caused her plumpness to be very full, as if it would bounce out when her body danced. Every time she moved, the prince's body moved accordingly, and his eyes were full of lust.
Regarding the prince's performance, the officials were both happy and full of contempt. The prince was stupid and lustful. How could such a person become a Ming Lord? However, no one stipulated that one must become a Ming Lord. Maybe the prince was that different kind.
They immediately went to observe Feng Churui. Both Feng Churui and Feng Qinghan's expressions were indifferent, showing no emotion or anger, which made the officials a little confused. They were not afraid of people having emotions, but they were afraid of people hiding their emotions.
After the song and dance ended, the officials waved, and immediately three women walked towards the prince, Feng Churui and Feng Qinghan. Lotus blossomed with each step, which surprised Feng Churui. Such a place could actually train such a beautiful woman.
He was very attentive, so when the beauty sat next to him, he did not refuse.
However, Feng Qinghan spoke when the woman was still seven steps away, "Sorry, please don't come closer. The smell of your body makes me uncomfortable."
This sentence was so successful that the woman stopped. Her expression suddenly became very exciting. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't walk or retreat. She could only stand where she was.