After reconciliation, I was stared at by the sickly son-in-law

Chapter 267 Breathable
In this palace banquet, everyone has their own thoughts, and Feng Yan knows what is boring.

Even Ye Shuhuang's people couldn't see clearly what position this trash Ye Hengfeng arranged.

Only when she sat up straight, could she clearly see that Ye Shuhuang's Phoenix Nightmare didn't want to spend any more time here.

He glanced in Ning Yichen's direction, and could only see Ning Yichen's back, but Ning Yichen seemed to have noticed Feng Yan's gaze, and turned his head to look at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan hooked her lips, and smiled at Ning Yichen, half mocking.

The left and right Emperor Xiwu would not pay attention to such a small person like him, he didn't even say hello, he stood up, his movements were very slight, and he left directly through the side door.

Seeing this, Ning Yichen frowned slightly, did Feng Yan just mean that, did she have something to say to him?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Ye Shuhuang's slightly worried eyes.

Not wanting Ye Shuhuang to worry, Ning Yichen shook his head lightly, smiled warmly, his eyes were extremely gentle.

He stood up again, and said softly to Emperor Xiwu: "Your Majesty, Zhang Huai feels that the palace is a bit stuffy, and Zhang Huai wants to go outside to get some air."

Is it really just for ventilation?

Emperor Xiwu would not believe this statement, he glanced at Ye Hengfeng's direction, and the Phoenix Nightmare was indeed gone.

Presumably, Ning Yichen wanted to go out to find him.

Emperor Xiwu didn't want to meddle in the younger generation's affairs, so he waved his hands immediately and said with concern: "Then go, it's just that it's cold outside, Zhang Huai can't stay for long."

"Yes." Ning Yichen nodded and left immediately.

"Your Highness, are you sure you don't want to go out and have a look?" Lan Zhen asked with a frown as she watched Ning Yichen's receding figure.

Prince Zhang Huai and Feng Yan have been at odds since Dongling, now that they are given a chance to be alone, will they start fighting?
Ye Shuhuang sighed helplessly: "Today is my birthday party, so what's the matter with me going out again? Besides, this is their business, why should I join in the fun?"

"Lan Zhen, when will you get rid of your habit of watching the crowds?"

"Maybe I can't change it in this life." Lan Zhen curled her lips and muttered softly.

"Huh?" Ye Shuhuang raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were dangerous: "What did you say?"

Lan Zhen came to her senses and smiled, "Your Majesty didn't say anything, Your Highness, you didn't hear anything."

Ye Shuhuang hummed softly, and continued to look up at the singing and dancing.

However, the emotions in her heart were far from being so calm and indifferent on the surface.

This time Fengyan came to the capital, definitely not just to find her unhappiness.

Moreover, Ning Yichen did not show much shock or hostility towards Fengmao's arrival.

The two of them teamed up to rebirth her into Princess Changle before, but she still doesn't know the content of the transaction.

Now, Ning Yichen is carrying her on his back, it seems that he has some plans with Feng Yan.

What the hell is this?

Could it be related to her amnesia?

Ye Shuhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, this time, she must figure it out.

……

As soon as Ning Yichen walked out of the palace gate, he heard an evil and insolent voice: "Hey, Mr. Zhang Huai, you came out too? Why, are you here to find this young master?"

Feng Yan leaned lazily on the pillar, put her arms around her arms, and looked Ning Yichen up and down.

Ning Yichen's expression remained unchanged: "What else do you want to do when you come to the capital this time, besides threatening me and disturbing Ayao Yitong again?"

threaten him?
Disturbing Ye Shuhuang?
He seems to have done both of these things, but...

Feng Yurao looked at Ning Yichen with interest: "Although, the young master has done everything you said, but the young master does not admit it."

"You said that this young master threatened you, so I would like to ask Mr. Zhang Huai, have you accepted this young master's threat and compromised with this young master? No." Feng Yan smiled, looking like a rascal: "Also, I'm bothering Xiao Huang'er? Ning Yichen, what position do you take to manage the matter between me and Ye Shuhuang?"

He learned the skill of pretending to be dead from Ye Shuhuang.

"Her fiancé-in-law, what's your position?" Ning Yichen said indifferently.

If it weren't for asking him now, he would have killed him with a single knife, which is really an eyesore.

"Fianced husband?"

Although he had already guessed Ning Yichen's answer, but when he heard Ning Yichen's serious and affirmative tone, Feng Yan's heart still paused and ached.

He couldn't help thinking that if one day he got what he wanted and Ning Yichen really died, Ye Shuhuang would be with him, and he wouldn't say so confidently that he was Ye Shuhuang's fiancé-in-law Let's talk.

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Feng Yan still didn't care at all on the surface, and he even started to mock Ning Yichen: "This is just your pure imagination, Mr. Zhang Huai."

"Has Xiao Huang'er admitted it? Did Empress Xiwu admit it? Even if they all admit it, have they announced it to the world?"

"Not at all."

Feng Yan's sentence directly poked Ning Yichen's sore spot: "No matter what the reason is, if Xiaohuang'er and the others refuse to let the world know, it proves that you are not qualified. He said with a straight face that you are Xiao Huang'er's fiancé-in-law."

Feng Yan was simply having a mouthful, he couldn't understand how proud Ning Yichen was now.

Ning Yichen really listened to Feng Yan's provocative words at first.

He really couldn't help but wonder if he didn't do well somewhere, that's why Ah Yao never acknowledged him in front of the world.

But Ning Yichen was rational after all, and he quickly realized it.

Feng Yan couldn't eat grapes and said grapes were sour, and was dazzled by jealousy, so she bit people everywhere.

He would be stupid if he believed what he said.

So Ning Yichen didn't follow Feng Yan's words at all.

But Fengmao's mouth will not stop because of Ning Yichen's non-cooperation, but it hurts people's hearts more and more.

"My young lord has said so much, and I just want to tell Mr. Zhang Huai a word. If my name is not right, I am not qualified to meddle in other people's business." Feng Yan's lavender eyes flashed a deep smile: "This young master is flirting with Xiao Huang'er, you, an outsider, don't want to intervene."

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, and Feng Yan is that dead pig with a thick skin.

This last sentence angered Ning Yichen successfully.

Ning Yuchen's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he couldn't hide the eyes that wanted to crush Feng Yan to ashes.

"Young Master Feng, can you please say it again?"

Feng Yan smiled sweetly, not at all afraid of Ning Yichen's murderous gaze, he played it foolishly, knowingly asked: "This young master just said a lot, I don't know which sentence Zhang Huai asked?"

Feng Yan insisted that Ning Yichen speak out by himself.

But how could Ning Yichen do what he wanted?

He was really pissed off.

(End of this chapter)