Rebirth against the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 19 Remember, He's My Son

Chapter 19 Remember, He's My Son
Feng Qianxun frowned, and asked the boy with a pale face, "Is the Patriarch here?"

When the boy heard her speak, he suddenly came back to his senses, and nodded weakly: "The master... is..." But as soon as the words came out, he immediately shook his head and corrected him urgently, "Ah! No... no no , is not here, the Patriarch... has just been proclaimed into the palace... face saint!"

With the boy's behavior, even Feng Xiaoxi, a five-year-old child, could tell that he was lying, let alone Feng Qianxun.

She was sure that Feng Liuyue must have specially instructed the guards!

Raising her eyebrows coldly, she dragged her son towards the door and said in a low voice, "Since father is not here, I'll just go in and wait."

The servant was anxious when he heard that, Miss Yue had just ordered that the young lady should not be allowed to enter the mansion, but... But she is the eldest lady after all, besides, the Patriarch has already ordered that once the eldest lady returns to the mansion, she must be let in.

This……

The little servant stood in front of the door in embarrassment, hesitant to speak.

Just at this time, another carriage drove up to the door. The carriage was extremely luxurious, and it was the most famous Zijinxiang carriage in the capital.

Except for the Seventh Prince Lan Muxuan, there are absolutely no two people in Tianfeng Capital who can ride this carriage!

Seeing this, the servant immediately rushed to the carriage and knelt down, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "My little one, see Your Highness the Seventh Prince, Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

Feng Qianxun glanced indifferently at the boy who was kneeling at the door, blocking her way, and when he heard him call the owner of the carriage, His Royal Highness, the Seventh Prince, a gleam of coldness flickered at the bottom of her eyes.

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, just after returning to Beijing, before even entering the house, he ran into the original owner's fiancé!
As soon as Lan Muxuan got out of the car, his eyes were attracted by the delicate and eye-catching red shadow in front of Feng Mansion's gate. Seeing her delicate and white side face, he felt inexplicably familiar.

He raised his hand indifferently, motioning for his servant to kneel down to meet him, and then he strode forward, seemingly casually: "I heard that Patriarch Feng is not feeling well, is he getting better today?"

Although he was asking the servant next to him, those sharp and indifferent eyes were staring at Feng Qianxun closely.

Suddenly, he twisted his thick eyebrows, his pupils gradually dilated, and the figure of the woman in front of him gradually overlapped with the trash in his memory...

"Feng Qianxun!" shouted angrily, he stretched out his hand suddenly, squeezed her slender and white wrist tightly, the bottom of his deep eyes suddenly burst into flames of anger, and said in a deep voice, "How dare you come back! "

There was severe pain in the wrist, Feng Qianxun looked sideways and raised her eyebrows in displeasure: "Strange, this is my home, why don't I dare to come back?"

The indifferent and cold expression was completely different from the stupid and cowardly little girl in his memory. If it wasn't for this exact same face, he might really think that he had recognized the wrong person!

"Your house?" Lan Muxuan sneered and raised his eyebrows, "You were kicked out of Feng's house six years ago, how could this be your house!"

When Feng Qianxun heard the words, she smiled instead of anger, her eyes were curved like crescent moons, elegant and charming, her delicate red lips curled up seductively, and she said with a soft smile: "Why don't I remember that I was kicked out six years ago?" What happened to Feng’s family? You are really strange, my surname is Feng, and I am the eldest lady of this mansion, you said this is not my house, could it be... this is your house?”

"You..." Lan Muxuan didn't seem to expect her to be so eloquent, his handsome face was livid with anger, and his eyes turned suddenly, only then did he realize that there was actually a pink and cute girl standing beside her. The little baby, at this moment, is looking at him with a pair of curious eyes.

Seeing him looking over, the little baby immediately grinned, showing a row of neat little white teeth, with a smile in his bright black eyes, and called out crisply: "Uncle, you have been holding on to your mother's hand all this time!" , does it mean that you like your mother and want to marry her?"

Awakened by the little baby's words, Lan Muxuan noticed that he had been holding the woman's wrist from just now until now.

Just when he was about to let go, he suddenly recalled what the little doll called her, so his slightly relaxed expression tightened again, and the hand holding her wrist involuntarily exerted force again, his eyes were full of anger, and he almost went berserk and lowered his head. Roar: "Feng Qianxun! You actually... actually gave birth to... this evil seed..., you..."

Lan Muxuan was so angry that he was incoherent. He was the prince of a country. First, he was put on a cuckold by the woman in front of him. After six years, he kindly let her go, but she still dared to appear in front of him, and also brought Seeing the child born after he lost his virginity dangled in front of him, it was like slapping him in the face in public!
This woman... Damn it!Damn it!

The intensified pain on her wrist did not arouse Feng Qianxun's anger. After all, what happened back then did disgrace his royal family, so she didn't want to argue with him.

However, this man dared to mention the word evil in front of Xiaoxi!

Slightly narrowing her eyes, Feng Qianxun let out a cold snort, flipped her wrist, and easily escaped from Lan Muxuan's fingers. She clenched her slender and boneless little hand back, and her cold nails were already firmly on Lan Muxuan's chug. With beating veins, his cold eyes slightly raised, and he said coldly: "Remember, he is my son, Feng Qianxun. From now on, if he dares to insult me ​​again, I will kill him!"

Throwing away these words coldly, under Lan Muxuan's surprised and angry eyes, she shook off his arm and walked in with her son as if no one else was there.

(End of this chapter)

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