In front of him was a woman as tough as a man, wearing a tight-sleeved blue dress, with hard brows and tight pink lips.
Looking at her expression, it was clear that she was very impatient now.
Seeing Feng Fuyao stop in front of her, anger flashed in her eyes.
"Master, something is wrong."
The question was as plain and hard as iron.
The young man stood in front of her and smiled like a spring flower.
After being the founding general of the country, he practiced martial arts and fought bloody battles since he was a child.
He was cold-blooded and didn't like to talk.
This was the information she had just received, and her punishment tonight was to let the beauty show off.
Yan smiled.
Because of her actions, apart from the prince's table and the female concubines who were watching, even the emperor, ministers and concubines were silent, wondering why this handsome young man suddenly left the table and went there.
In fact, the most puzzling among these people was General Dong.
His daughter was strong-tempered and never behaved like a woman.
Most good boys from other families would never go around or beg for mercy out of fear.
Anyone with a bit of courage would accept her.
What does this young man mean now when he looks at his daughter?
His eyes were about to widen, and he was obviously about to get angry.
He slammed the table with hatred.
Although the identity of this young man was unknown, he would definitely not be an incompetent person if he could follow His Highness Ninth Prince, and he looked so good.
So handsome, eh, let out a heavy sigh, this kid really doesn't live up to expectations.
However, what happened next made everyone's jaw drop.
The girl who was about to get angry at first smiled sweetly, her softened coldness contained a heroic beauty that is rare for ordinary girls.
I returned to my seat while watching all the way.
Everyone was curious about what she said to make Iron Man laugh.
Because he never spoke or smiled, Dong Yiran was given such an elegant title.
Feng Fuyao glanced sideways and smiled without saying a word, but she looked at Ji Yuchen with some unclear meaning.
Shivering, Ji Yuchen suddenly felt that it was better not to ask.
"Yan'er, I don't know who this young man is."
"Returning to my father, he is the new subordinate who was recruited by my son years ago."
The corners of Ji Ciyan's mouth curved, but not eagerly.
Emperor Yuan nodded and asked Feng Fuyao with a smile, "What's your name?"
She knew that it was all because of Ji Ciyan that she was treated like this.
How could she offend her master in her country?
She stood up and saluted, and whispered in a neither humble nor condescending voice, "If you go back to the emperor, the common people will call you Feng Fuyao."
The words immediately caused an uproar among His Highness.
He was stunned, covered his face, and looked at each other.
He could see the disbelief in the other person's eyes.
Emperor Yuan smiled slightly, and then asked, "Who are you, Lord Guiyun Mountain?"
"Master."
He looked respectful and humble on the face, but actually he was sneering in his heart.
This old man's advanced skills had actually been heard for a long time, and now he just wanted to know why she stayed with Ji Ciyan.
The female family members immediately cast eager eyes on her.
Young master Fuyao was so young and so majestic.
Everyone had dreamed of joining hands in the world when they were young.
Now that the young master from the fairy mountain has suddenly fallen, no one can be tempted.
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Xiao Yi'an squeezed the handkerchief tightly, worried in her heart.
She really didn't expect that she was actually the young master Fuyao.
My cousin wouldn't be angry with her, right?
"Xiaolingxian Mountain is a steep place in Mingyue Continent.
How could you become my subordinate?"
Here we are, finally getting to the main topic: "Because the common people owe His Highness the Ninth Prince a favor, so this is how to repay it."
"Oh, that's it."
He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Well, sit back."
"yes."
When I returned to my seat, I saw that all the princes were no longer interested in playing, because it was time for the official ladies to perform, and it was time for them to search carefully.
Feng Fuyao stood up and wanted to return to the back, but her hand was unexpectedly grabbed.
Her heart skipped a beat when she felt the warmth.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?"
He pulled back, but failed.
The man next to him has his eyebrows lowered, his eyebrows set into his temples but not rough, like a stroke of pen that reaches perfection at the end.
His deep peach eyes seem to contain fine wine, intoxicating and fragrant.
The tip of his nose is white and straight, and his cheeks are lightly red. , a little shy, with red lips like a Western vampire.
The sound that sounded in my ears was a thousand times better than the playing of silk and bamboo.
"Let's go back."
For some reason, the young master blushed involuntarily.
The farewell was very simple, because in the past Ji Ciyan also came and went in a hurry, but others were not surprised when he showed his face.
It was just a pity for the women who admired him that they could only watch him off instead of accompanying him on his return journey.
Two figures, one tall and one short, one deep and one shallow －－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Thanks for the flowers
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