Lord, you stepped on my tail

Chapter 142 The Same Scratch
The man in the purple costume is named Si Yan, and he is the biological son of the empress.

Although he has not been established as the crown prince yet, due to the relationship between the emperor and empress, it has long been expected that he will be appointed as the crown prince.

Therefore, Si Yan always had a superior attitude and always looked down on other princes.

And Si Chen, who lost his mother since he was a child and was sent to the border, is even more humble in Si Yan's eyes.

He picked up his glass and took a sip.

At this time, Si Xuan noticed that there were a few shallow marks on the back of his hand holding the wine glass, like scars after the scab had faded.

Si Xuan lowered his eyes to look at the back of his hand, almost no scars could be seen on it, then looked at Si Yan again, and said in surprise, "Brother Wang's hand is also injured?"

Si Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he said immediately: "Not long ago, I went to pay my respects to my mother, and was accidentally scratched by my mother's cat."

"What a coincidence. Not long ago, someone gave me a Persian cat. It was so powerful that it also grabbed my hand."

Si Xuan stretched out his injured hand, and said, "Our injured hand is actually the same one."

"My king heard that Feng Linyuan, the son of Feng Yucheng, works under your command?" Si Yan changed the subject, then looked at Si Xuan, and said, "Whether Si Chen got the Yang Lingzhu or not? Who should he compare?" Are you clear?"

Si Xuan naturally knew that Si Yan was deliberately changing the subject.

He said with a slight smile, "Naturally, Feng Yucheng has always been too arrogant, how could he be willing to be a small city lord? What he wants may not be what Si Chen can give. Besides, He attaches so much importance to his eldest daughter, Feng Wushuang, how could he easily use a family heirloom as a dowry for his concubine?"

Hearing this, Si Yan's face became a little more smug, and his eyes swept around among the guest seats, and then frowned slightly.

When Si Xuan saw the banquet he was looking at, he instantly understood.

"It's really strange. On such an important day, why did Feng Wushuang, the number one beauty in Ling'an City, as my sister, not show up for so long?"

Si Xuan continued to say with a smile on his face: "Why don't we invite Feng Yucheng to come and have a seat?"

Si Yan nodded slightly.

Not long after, Feng Yucheng was invited by Si Xuan's subordinates.

Because Feng Linyuan worked under Si Xuan, Feng Yucheng had met Si Xuan in private.

However, the man sitting next to Si Xuan at this moment, wearing a purple dress and exuding an air of nobility, made him feel unfamiliar.

"Who is this?"

Si Xuan immediately introduced, "This is King Yan."

"It turned out to be King Yan, forgive me for being blind!"

Feng Yucheng's face was astonished, isn't King Yan the emperor's son-in-law, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the noblest of all the princes!
Si Yan immediately smiled and said, "City Master Feng is serious."

"Brother Wang has admired the name of City Lord Feng for a long time, so I asked this king to build a bridge and sit with City Lord Feng."

"How can this old man be?"

"You don't need to be overly modest, Lord Feng." Si Yan put away his lofty posture and appeared to be very friendly.

Si Xuan didn't pretend to be a joke, and said directly: "Today is such a festive day, why don't you see Miss Wushuang? Well... this king is asking this question on behalf of King Yan."

Hearing this, Feng Yucheng was overwhelmed with flattery.

He hurriedly replied: "The little girl has been feeling cold recently, so it's inconvenient to go out."

Si Yan then said: "This king knows a few medicines, which have miraculous effects on wind and cold. After the banquet, I asked someone to send them to the mansion."

"That's really great, the old man thanked His Royal Highness King Yan!"

(End of this chapter)