There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 883 Returning Strongly After 15 Years (3)
Indeed, the people here were either amazed by them, or had their own thoughts, so how could they immediately respond to Feng Ling's words.

Looking up, I saw Fenghuang.Fenghuang is over half a hundred years old, and his body is still considered healthy. He is tall and strong, with strong eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he is very different from Feng Ling.

At this time, Fenghuang didn't feel happy to see Fengling at all. Instead, he had an unconcealable coldness. Anyone could see that Fenghuang didn't like this seventh son whom he hadn't seen in 15 years.

If they didn't know that they were father and son, people who didn't know would still think they were strangers, even a little more indifferent than strangers.

Looking at the past one by one, those so-called royal families, from the startling surprise to Feng Ling, to the disdain and ridicule they are now, everything is so obvious, how could they ever regard him as a relative.

Inexplicably, Yang Churuo suddenly stopped hating Feng Ling.

After all, he is just a poor person.She didn't believe it, Feng Ling didn't care at all, who doesn't want to be warmed by his parents and relatives.

Feng Ling doesn't say anything, but she can feel that he cares about family affection very much.If he didn't care, tonight, when he entered the imperial garden banquet, he would not hesitate for a moment of sadness.

It is his sorrow to have such relatives.

Fenghuang looked Fenghuang carefully, his eyes were deep and his expression was indifferent, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

I haven't seen her in 15 years. I never thought that the little bastard had grown so big back then, and she looked more and more like his mother and concubine. The eyebrows were carved out of the same mold, and it really was his own.

Whose breed is he?Is it his?

If it's him, why doesn't it look like him at all? 15 years ago, when you confessed your relatives by dropping blood, did you not merge with his blood?

If not him, why is he similar to his other sons?

Fenghuang was full of doubts, but it was undeniable that he had no feelings for Fenghuang, not even a little bit.If it wasn't for the general trying to say that he is the prince of Fengguo, if he was living outside, he would have to be pointed out.

If Fengling escaped from the state of Chu and caused a war between Fengling and Chu, if he wanted to vent his hatred and get rid of Fengling, he would also bring him to the palace, get rid of this little bastard secretly, and recommend him to participate in the birthday banquet, he would not at all let him come.

Fifteen years later, he thought that he had a submissive temperament in the Chu State, but he didn't expect that he was so generous, noble and elegant, and he felt more dignified than his other princes. unexpected.

Not only was he surprised, but all the officials and generals in the imperial garden were also surprised, because the appearance of this talented person, indifferent and elegant, with a demeanor that is neither humble nor overbearing, is far better than other princes.

If it wasn't because he was the Seventh Prince, he was sent to the Chu State as a hostage since he was a child, and it also caused the introduction of the war between Feng Chu and Chu, maybe... maybe it would be quite appropriate for him to be the new generation of Fenghuang.

The fourth prince sat on the first row of benches, so he could see Feng Ling clearly.

The fourth prince's hand holding the wine glass tightened slightly, and displeasure flashed across his eyes.

Although he knew that Fengling was not enough to compete with him for the throne, he was not worthy either.But it has to be said that Feng Ling's indifferent temperament completely overwhelmed his elegance.

He is also a prince, his status is much more noble than a man like him, but...but why is he better than him?

(End of this chapter)