The ghost-faced medical concubine of Lord Hanqing

Chapter 53 Snow Wind Sword (3)

Touching the sword in his hand, Xia Lingfeng couldn't help admiring: "It's really a good sword."

The next moment, he looked at Feng who was standing on the roof and said ruthlessly, "What is the purpose of this?"

He didn't understand that the sword belonged to Lin Jiale, why Feng Wuqing gave him the sword.

Under Xia Lingfeng's incomprehensible gaze, Feng Wuqing said in an indifferent voice: "The 'Fengxue Sword' originally belonged to the little princess of the Beizhe Dynasty. Although the whereabouts of the little princess are unknown now, this sword also belongs to the Beizhe Dynasty. Yes, so please ask Young Master Xia to return the sword."

This is the longest sentence that Feng Wuqing has said for many years. Although she doesn't like to be nosy, but for some reason, when her hand touched the 'Fengxue Sword', a strange feeling came over her. The bottom of her heart was formed, and then she made the next decision to return the 'Fengxue Sword'.

When Feng Wuqing said, Lin Jiale began to yell angrily: "You can't do this, the 'Fengxue Sword' belongs to me, it belongs to my Eagle Castle."

As soon as her words fell, countless people laughed, because everyone knew that the 'Fengxue Sword' belonged to the little princess of the Beizhe Dynasty.

And someone even scolded loudly: "Lin Jiale, you are really shameless, everyone knows that the 'Fengxue Sword' belonged to the little princess Bei Zhexue of the Bei Zhe Dynasty, now your Eagle Fort stole other people's things, how dare you Yelling here, I would have returned to Eagle Castle with my tail between my legs."

After this sentence of scolding, the scene once again burst into laughter.

At this time, Lin Jiale's face had changed from angry to flushed and then to pale.

What she couldn't think of was why a 'Fengxue Sword' would turn her into this. Now she even started to hate the 'Fengxue Sword', and even wanted to destroy it quickly.

The sneers, sarcasm eyes, and bad words all made it hard for Lin Jiale to accept, just when she was about to cry out of embarrassment, Xia Lingfeng stood up and spoke at the right time.

When he stood in the middle of the crowd, the surroundings immediately became quiet. At this time, he said: "Everyone knows that the 'Fengxue Sword' belongs to the little princess of the Beizhe Dynasty, but the little princess has died many years ago." Missing, even this sword disappeared together, because we don't know the grievances, so we can't talk nonsense, and I think Eagle Fort is only temporarily helping to keep this sword, so please don't say anything Ugly words.

After Xia Tingfeng finished speaking, words of approval rang out from the scene.

On the other hand, Lin Jiale cast her grateful eyes on Xia Lingfeng, because she was really injured at this time, so the expression on her face was pitiful and real.

And she was so pitiful that many men at the scene felt sorry for her, and they all said, "Miss Lin, get up quickly."

"Is Miss Lin injured?"

"Miss Lin, we all trust you. Eagle Fort is only keeping the 'Fengxue Sword' temporarily."

Amidst all these chattering words, Lin Jiale only had hatred in her heart. She cast her reluctant eyes on the 'Fengxue Sword' in Xia Lingfeng's hand, and she really liked this sword, but now she also Understand, this sword will never belong to her.

Although she hated it in her heart, she still wanted to solve this farce perfectly.

(End of this chapter)