My queen is awesome

Chapter 33 Don't Kneel Down to Admit Your Father's Mistake

When mentioning the more than 30 mouths of Biezhuang, Fengxuan suddenly changed color.His face froze, and then he sneered and said, "I thought you would make some progress in the past two years, but I didn't expect that after two years, you still want to stand up for those lowly people."

Feng Lingyun narrowed his eyes.

Feng Xuan looked at her, his gloomy triangular eyes were full of murder: "Since you dare to come back, don't blame me for being cruel to you."

"The general wants to commit murder in the street?"

"I'm just cleaning up the house." Feng Xuan said it as a matter of course in front of all the powerful ministers: "You are my daughter, even if I kill you, it is only right and proper."

Feng Lingyun has seen shameless people before, but he has never seen such shameless Feng Xuan.

daughter……

The father who spared ten thousand dollars to buy his daughter's head was not afraid of laughing at people's big teeth when he said it.But this Zhenbei general not only did it, but also did it with great fanfare.I'm afraid that who doesn't know that the Fifth Miss of the Feng family was abandoned by the General Zhenbei's mansion, and she also angered this 'father'.

"I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications." She sneered.

Feng Xuan wished he could peel off the girl in front of him, his eyes were full of poison: "I gave birth to you and raised you, even if I took your life, it's a matter of course. What's more, killing your concubine and concubine sister is a crime that cannot be punished."

Feng Lingyun couldn't help the sarcasm in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth mockingly curled up: "Then they bought murderers and slaughtered more than 30 people in Biezhuang, shouldn't they die?"

"That's just a lowly servant." Ling Susu couldn't help standing up, and said kindly and noblely: "Ling Yun, you and your father are blood relatives, how can you fight with your father because of a group of servants? How about it, you just kneel Let your father admit his mistake, and I will persuade your father, presumably, your father will forgive you."

All the dignitaries in the capital have come today, as long as Feng Lingyun kneels down to Feng Xuan and admits his mistakes in front of everyone, the general's mansion can get back all the face it has lost over the years.

As for whether to forgive or not, she just said yes, not sure.

When the time comes, it's not their decision whether to bring the person back to the general's mansion, kill him or keep him.

Ling Susu's abacus was clattering, and the smile on her face became more noble.She stepped forward slowly, reaching out her hand as if wanting to show the 'love' of the hostess of the general's mansion.

"Come on, Ling Yun, listen to what mother says."

Feng Xuan is not a fool, he understood Ling Susu's plan in a short while.With a sullen face, he hooked a ferocious smile.

Feng Lingyun's long and narrow phoenix eyes moved around, but she didn't respond, her dark bottomless eyes swept across Ling Susu clearly.

It's time for a cup of tea, according to the agreement, who should come, right?
"Ling Yun, don't come down to kneel down and confess to your father. This is the only chance to resolve the conflict between your father and daughter."

Ling Susu frowned slightly, as if she was extremely helpless at Feng Lingyun's unintelligible behavior.

"Who is going to make my father's newly named Princess Xincheng kneel down and admit his mistakes?"

A moody voice came clearly from more than ten meters away.

The person who came seemed to use spiritual power, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to be clearly speaking in everyone's ears.

The crowd spontaneously moved out of the way to a three-person wide road, and the man was dressed in purple, with a jade crown and hair tied up, and walked freely.

"Coquettish cock."

The golden eyes of the fox lying on Feng Lingyun's shoulder narrowed, then he hummed and said in disdain.

"Puchi-"

Feng Lingyun held back her laughter, and looked intently. Indeed, Nangong Po's lofty posture was very much like a...rooster patrolling his territory.

(End of this chapter)