The Conceited Crown Princess

But even if the people know it, they can only hold it in their heart. Who wants him to be the king of all people? Although there are thousands of people who are not, they dare not say one.

But at this time, someone spoke.

"King, when can the father of a child prodigy show us? We also want to know what kind of man can have such a gifted son."

As soon as he said this, the crowd took a breath. How dare they say that in front of the king! This is not to beat around the Bush to say that the king did not tell his son-in-law to the world, it is very likely that the princess was born secretly.

The king's face was not good-looking, so he could only deal with it and said, "my son-in-law has something to do these days. He will come back in a few days, but today is a good day for worshiping heaven. I can't delay it, so I didn't wait for him."

When the king finished, the princess relaxed with a sigh of relief. But the man seemed to be trying to find fault. He continued, "his son is going to worship heaven. He should be back when he is busy.

Princess Bu Zhou Wenxin also smiles and doesn't speak, suggesting that the coachman leaves here as soon as possible. A carriage leaves in a hurry. The king looks at the man who just found fault in the carriage and waves his hand to the dark place.

In the dark, a figure received the order and suddenly turned into a streamer. There was no other breath of life near the carriage.

Leng Shangxian didn't follow in the past. The imperial palace is heavily guarded and there are many experts. In addition, now that the force and spiritual power have been assimilated, it's absolutely impossible to bring his son out of so many people's hands.

Feng Qianchen also knows the propriety. Although he is powerful, he still can't resist so many adult experts. He is very sensible and acts according to the situation.

Above Buzhou City, fenglingyu came down from Baize and sat down in the inn of Buzhou city for a while. As soon as he sat down, a special feeling rose in his heart.

After looking at the stool, did the lady sit here?

There was no temperature on it, but it made him feel a kind of palpitation in his soul. He couldn't help but his heart beat faster. Without stopping, he rushed to the country of Buzhou.

People in the street are talking about what happened these days.

The most powerful thing was that the person who refuted the king and asked questions about his son-in-law on that day died, and even died in horror, which made people feel sick at a glance.

The people are even more timid to this cruel and violent king. No matter how harsh they are, they dare not complain, for fear that they will be avenged next.

The next second, a carriage stopped next to a jewelry store, which was where Feng Lingyu was.

Bu Zhou Wenxin didn't expect that she could meet the man who was always thinking about him when she went out. He was so handsome, so king like, and even

At this moment, bu Wenxin finds out the important news that this man is so similar to that child prodigy, and all of them have purple eyes.

So what's the relationship between them? Father and son? Bu Zhou Wenxin looks at Feng Lingyu and shakes her head. He refuses to believe that such a handsome man is a man with a wife.

Her eyes turned, and more than ten martial gods gathered around her. She walked forward with a pink skirt swaying in the wind. She stretched out her hand to fenglingyu, and her eyes were like silk: "he is my husband."

The crowd suddenly panicked, and looked at the wind Lingyu carefully. It's true! As like as two peas! It's just carved in a mold!

Feng Lingyu's eyes suddenly flashed a touch of murderous spirit, but more than a dozen martial gods, they are definitely not opponents, for safety's sake, they can't act rashly.

It's better to take the opportunity to enter the palace and find the opportunity to bring Feng Qianchen back. Thinking of this, Feng Lingyu has nothing but to walk towards the palace.

At the sight of Bu Zhou Wenxin, she was very happy. With tears in her eyes, she got on the carriage and waved a pink Handkerchief: "hurry up, take me back to the palace!"

At this time, Leng Shangxian is witnessing all this in the jewelry store nearby. He knows what Feng Lingyu thinks. He will compromise in front of more than a dozen martial arts gods if he is himself.

Paralysis, this silly white sweet princess, robbed my son, now also robbed my man, who in the end gave him the courage to let him do so!

Leng Shangxian makes an effort, and the hairpin in her hand turns into two in a moment. The other guests in the jewelry shop are a little far away from Leng Shangxian. The boss of the jewelry shop is not easy to be provoked. He must have ruined the girl.

Looking at the hairpin in his hand, the client broke it easily, and his face became cold. His cold eyes stabbed at the innermost position of the shop. The store manager, who was trembling and hiding, immediately laughed forward."That... That... Me, me."

"You what you! What's going on! I give you the task, and that's how you cut corners for me? " Leng Shangxian's two broken hairpins smashed on the store manager's body, with an angry look on his face.

"The small ones didn't do it on purpose. The small ones didn't have a supervisor. That's why." The head of the store manager was buried very low, and he did not dare to look at the cold eyes.

The women around were shocked. Unexpectedly, the boss of Ruyi square was such a woman! You can even design such exquisite jewelry!

All of a sudden, they from the original jealousy of cold first string beauty, to now admire him all, a can design such a deep woman heart jewelry person, is their benefactor!

Leng Shangxian glances at the store manager, turns around and leaves without stopping. Since that day, rumors have spread in China. The owner of Ruyi square is actually a woman, dressed in red and domineering.

Feng Lingyu was in the palace. Naturally, the news didn't escape his ears. In his mind, he could not help thinking of the way his wife was angry and taught the store manager. He could not help but withdraw a smile from his lips.

As soon as she came in, she was softened by this warm smile, and the soup from her hand fell to the ground.

Feng Lingyu's face suddenly became cold. Just listening to his voice, he knew that it was the disgusting woman. These days, he came to deliver soup to himself every day. His tone was so sweet that he was tired of it. Feng Lingyu was almost sick to death.

But this woman seems to be as cheeky as the city wall, or every day to send soup, think that this can move the heart of wind Lingyu, but don't know, wind Lingyu more hate him.

At the beginning, he was able to save himself because of not Zhou Wenxin's kindness. Although he thought that he was dead and put in the ice cellar, which made him stiff, he was also kind-hearted and let Feng Lingyu treat him not so coldly.

But now, that gratitude has been worn away.

"Bring the prodigy, and I'll see what he looks like." The breeze Ling Yu head also didn't return to talk to the window, not week warm Xin listen to his voice, whole body all crisp, ordered to nod and then command the servant girl to bring the breeze thousand Chen.

Bu Zhou Wenxin has been greedy looking at Feng Lingyu's side face. His resolute outline makes him more and more obsessed. She can't wait to get the perfect man.

"I'm here. What can I do for you?" The breeze thousand Chen white an eye not week warm Xin, the eyes turned to the inside of the house, but suddenly found the breeze Ling Yu.

"Who is this ugly uncle?" Feng Qianchen looks at Feng Lingyu with disdain, and looks at him with his eyes again and again. It seems that he is complaining that if you don't accompany my mother well, you fall in love with such an ugly woman.

Feng Lingyu heard his son's voice, and then turned his head. The expression on his face was the same as Feng Qianchen's: "this unfortunate child, who is ugly uncle, should spank."

When Zhou Wenxin looks at the interaction between the two people, she can't see the appearance of a father and son. How can a normal father and son talk like this.

Is it really just a coincidence that these two people look so similar? Not weeks warm Xin began to narcissistic think that this is God arranged for him the opportunity.

"You go out first. I'll fight with this ugly uncle for 300 rounds." Feng Qianchen looked at Feng Lingyu with disdain and said with his head raised deliberately.

Not week warm Xin even busy way: "you two I don't rest assured, I'd better look at it, rest assured, you say you, I will never disturb."

Feng Qianchen rolled a white eye: "we men chat, you a woman what mouth, you a 20-year-old woman also want to give birth to me a 13-year-old man?"

Feng Qianchen straightens up and is already higher than Bu Wenxin. Bu Wenxin's face turns red and leaves with her skirt.

Feng Lingyu, with a black face, rubbed Feng Qianchen's head and melon seeds, and said, "you stinky boy, how can you grow so fast? You are not six years old!"

Feng Qianchen was proud and raised his head: "I don't know whose son I am, but I'm my mother's darling. My mother loves me most."

Feng Lingyu often heard Feng Qianchen say so, he was angry. This smelly boy robbed his wife several times. He shouldn't have come into the palace! You should sell him and have a new one with your wife!

Seeing that Feng Lingyu doesn't speak, Feng Qianchen touches his nose. He knows that he has angered his father, but he doesn't dare to say anything more. After all, he can't beat him now.

"I saw my mother the other day." Feng Qianchen bares his teeth and looks at Feng Lingyu. His face changes quickly.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Lingyu heard this sentence, he quickly picked up Feng Qianchen and put him on the seat. He stood face to face and asked, "where is it?""In the temple. A few days ago, I saw my mother follow me, but the palace is too dangerous, so I didn't let her in. "