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Chapter 80 Your Highness, the Beauty

Feng Qingyin is the legendary eighth young lady of the Feng family who had an affair with His Royal Highness.

Everyone in the Feng family came from Feng Mansion, except Feng Qingyin.

She was originally in the palace, but I heard that she has been living in the Queen's Xuanhua Hall recently.

Today, it was His Highness the Crown Prince who sent her here in person. This kind of favor was simply enviable to others.

"I heard that it was Feng Jiu'er who was originally engaged to the prince. Now look -"

The bystanders looked at Feng Qingyin who got off the prince's carriage, and then looked at Feng Jiu'er with an ugly scar on her face, their smiles were so sarcastic and disdainful.

"Two ladies, one is like the clouds in the sky, and the other is like the mud on the ground. You can only imagine who His Highness the Prince will choose."

"Yes, with such an ugly appearance, if she marries into the royal family, wouldn't the royal family be humiliated?"

"I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince was obsessed with Feng Jiu'er when he was a child, and he quickly agreed to the marriage. A few days ago, His Highness personally went to Feng Mansion, and when he saw Feng Jiu'er's face... tsk tsk, he immediately returned to the palace to invite her.

The Holy One decrees that the engagement be cancelled!"

"If it were me, I would quit this marriage! I would quit even if I die!"

If they want to marry such an ugly woman, they will have nightmares all their lives?

If you don't cancel this marriage, it will be difficult for you to survive for the rest of your life!

"That's not true. Look at that fool's figure. Not to mention, it's really good. If he blows out the candlelight at night..."

"Does Prince Yuan have a crush on that idiot? How about I accompany you to the Feng Mansion to invite him?"

"Go, go, go, my eldest son will only go to Feng Mansion to propose marriage if he is sick, unless it is the eighth young lady who is proposing to marry you."

"You are crazy. Miss Eight is a member of His Royal Highness, how dare you say this!"

"Yes, yes, my prince is quick to talk for a moment, it's just that he is quick to talk, ha..."

There were countless people outside the gate, so although everyone spoke loudly, it was difficult to tell which words were spoken by whom.

Zhan Yuheng never paid attention to these gossips. Feng Qingyin heard it faintly, her face was calm, but she didn't know how happy she was in her heart.

"Brother Prince, Qingyin's health has improved a lot. Brother Prince, don't worry, Qingyin can just go in by herself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyin immediately coughed several times.

A beauty is a beauty, even the sound of coughing sounds so gentle and crisp.

The maid who followed them immediately said: "Miss, you are not well yet, so you should not stand outside for too long."

She looked at Zhan Yuheng and bowed to him: "Your Majesty, the sun outside is too strong. I am afraid that the young lady's body will not be able to bear it."

"It doesn't matter, everyone is waiting here, and I can't be an exception. I...cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"Go in." Zhan Yuheng walked forward.

The servant immediately supported the frail Feng Qingyin and followed him with a smile.

However, when Zhan Yuheng passed by Feng Jiuer, he subconsciously stopped.

Just as he was about to take Jiu'er in, unexpectedly, Feng Jiu'er turned away and pretended he didn't see them.

Zhan Yuheng only hesitated for a moment before taking the lead in entering the door.

There are rules here at Imperial College. All students who come here are equals. At Imperial College, students do not need to distinguish between superior and inferior, and they do not need to pay any courtesy.

Therefore, when the prince came, everyone just nodded to show respect, but no one saluted.

Feng Qingyin followed Zhan Yuheng and suddenly stopped when passing by Feng Jiuer.

Feng Miao looked at Feng Jiu'er, whose cheeks were reddened by the sun. She was as graceful as the wind: "Sister Jiu'er, I want to go in first with the prince brother. You... I will ask the prince brother for permission later."

You enter early, okay?"


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