Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1001 Humiliation of the princess, the true meaning of love (3)
Feng Qingli's eyes turned cold, and she looked coldly at the national teacher who blocked her shot.Just about to make another killing move, Qiu Mingyue stood up and took his hand.

"It's impossible to be fair."

Feng Qingli paused, and the national teacher waved his hand, and saw that the cups and cups of butterfly porcelain frozen in the air were slowly shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into ashes, turned into mist, and then slowly dissipated.

The whole hall was silent, and for a long time he did not recover from the momentary shock just now.

"Although the princess' words are wrong, why does the prince have to be so ruthless and merciless?"

The national teacher sat down and glanced at him.Duanmuqing, who had just been pushed out by her and fell on the servant girl behind him, suddenly woke up, and sat up quickly, with a green look in his brows and eyes.

"The princess of your country is not only biased in her words, she is even worse than a shrew in the market." Feng Qingli sarcastically said, "This son has never seen such a savage and arrogant woman, and she is a princess of a country, and she can speak so vulgarly." Unbearable, humiliating others. Is this the upbringing of the Xirong royal family? Or, are the women of Xirong so bold and unrestrained that they can be unscrupulous? Even in other countries? If this is the national style of your country, then this son I am really glad that I have never set foot on the land of your country, so as not to dirty my son's shoes."

People who offend Feng Qingli never end well. When he speaks venomously, he doesn't even consider the identity of the other party, regardless of the occasion.

Feng Qingyue lowered her head, the wine glass in her hand was already broken.At that moment just now, he also wanted to do that...

Duanmuqing almost died at the hands of Feng Qingli, and now seeing his sweetheart being so sarcastic, no matter how thick-skinned he was, she was no more than a woman, his eyes immediately turned a little red.He bit his lips tightly and did not speak, but there was deep unwillingness and anger in his eyes, as well as a trace of resentment.

"Li'er sit down."

Emperor Xiaoren finally regained his sense of existence and scolded in a low voice.Although the five princesses of Xirong were indeed too much, but the two countries did not fight each other, if Duanmuqing really died in Dazhao, Dazhao and Xirong would probably go to war again.

Feng Qingli didn't even look at Emperor Xiaoren, her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Li'er."

Prince Rong's voice was low and his eyes hinted.

Feng Qingli pursed her lips, and pulled Qiu Mingyue to sit down.He can ignore what Emperor Xiaoren said, but he can't ignore what Prince Rong said.

Prince Rong heaved a sigh of relief, sat down too, clasped his fists and said to Duanmu Qing: "Your son is rude, please Princess Haihan."

Duanmuqing snorted softly, wanting to make use of the topic, but the national teacher beside her suddenly had a slightly cold voice.

"The princess of our country is not very strong at drinking. She drank too much just now, and she was talking drunk for a while. It's no wonder she still looks forward to the son and the concubine." She raised her glass and respected from a distance.

"National teacher." Duanmuqing was dissatisfied, "I'm not wrong, Qiu Mingyue is—"

"The princess hasn't left Xirong since she was a child. She came to Dazhao for the first time, and she seems a little unaccustomed. I will send someone to send the princess back later—"

"No."

Duanmuqing was shocked and immediately refused.

The national teacher looked back at her indifferently. She was horrified in her heart, and quickly lowered her head, unwillingly said to Feng Qingli and Qiu Mingyue: "The national teacher is right, I just drank too much, and I was drunk for a while. Don't be surprised, concubine."

The ministers were shocked again.Although he knew that the national teacher of Xirong had an extraordinary status in Xirong, but seeing this arrogant fifth princess submissive under the eyes of the national teacher, he even had to compromise.The status of this national teacher is more than extraordinary, it is even more powerful than the regent.It is said that Emperor Xirong is not in good health, and I'm afraid he won't last long.Once Emperor Xirong passed away, no matter who ascended the throne, the power would still be in the hands of the national teacher.

Ministers who are good at politics are indifferent and contemplative at the moment.

Emperor Xiaoren squinted his eyes, as if he was calculating something again.

Xuanyuan Yi spoke again, "Your Majesty, our country is sincere, but I hope Your Majesty will fulfill it."

Feng Qingli could no longer restrain her anger, "Xuanyuan Yi—"

But Qiu Mingyue suddenly said lightly, "Last year on the anniversary of my second uncle's death, I forgot to help my elder brother to send my greetings to my second uncle. Will my elder brother blame my younger sister?"

Feng Qingli was stunned, Xuanyuan Yi froze, his face changed slightly.But the ministers and ladies in the house were slightly surprised, wondering why Qiu Mingyue mentioned the second master of the Qiu family at this time.

Qiu Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "Did Brother forget?"

Her eyes suddenly became misty and she sighed, "In my memory, elder brother is not a heartless person. Although the second uncle is not your biological father, he has raised elder brother for more than ten years. Is elder brother ashamed to pay homage to his death day?" ?”

Xuanyuan Yi's face was a little pale, and his fingers even trembled a little.

"Your Highness—"

Li Lanzhi looked at her worriedly.

"Where's sister-in-law?"

Qiu Mingyue suddenly set her eyes on Li Lanzhi again, her voice was still slow and light, like a cloud floating in the sky, which would become invisible when blown by the breeze.

"But forget your homeland?"

Li Lanzhi bit her lips tightly.

Qiu Mingyue lowered her eyes, her voice suddenly became low.

"A tree does not have a king's root, and a person does not forget its roots. Brother, after reading sage books for so many years, is it possible that he has even forgotten this most basic truth?"

Her eyes suddenly became sharp, looking at Xuanyuan Yi like a blade, forcing him to escape.

"Elder Concubine, you—"

Xuanyuan Wenyu couldn't help but speak, but was held back by Xuanyuan Yi.

"Brother Emperor?"

Xuanyuan Yi shook his head, his face was sad and bitter.Finally, she raised her head to look at Qiu Mingyue, she was sitting upright, her expression was calm and her face was absolutely beautiful, the pearly brilliance sprinkled on her jade-like skin, making it even more gentle and delicate, making one unable to resist wanting to find out.

"I... haven't forgotten."

The people at the Qiu Mansion fell silent.

Qiu Mingyue chuckled again, seemingly happy and relaxed.

"Then after the banquet, elder brother should go to pay homage to second uncle. For so many years, he has treated you like his own son."

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Yi was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

Feng Qingli turned her head to look at Qiu Mingyue beside her, but she seemed to let out a long sigh, and then stood up holding the wine glass.

"Xuanxuan."

Feng Qingli held her hand with complicated eyes.

Qiu Mingyue shook her head at him, let go of his hand, and walked out.

At this moment, everything is quiet, and everyone is watching her walk slowly to the seat.The hem of the long gauze skirt slowly slid across the ground, making a slight sound, and the densely embroidered texts outlined with gold threads shone under the light of the night pearl, making even the golden hairpin on the head pale.

Everyone squinted their eyes subconsciously, and when they opened them again, they found that Qiu Mingyue had already walked in front of Xuanyuan Yi.

(End of this chapter)