Arrogant medical concubine: the exclusive love of the violent prince

Chapter 79 He's Nervous About Her?
Feng Qinyu approached the hall step by step, following each step, and there were many pairs of strange eyes resting on her.

She knew that as a princess, since the phoenix landed, naturally even the chickens would laugh at her.

Feng Qinyu laughed secretly in her heart, man, she has already stood in front of the queen mother.

"Feng Qinyu has seen the Queen Mother."

She bent down to salute, even though she was already a slave to a subjugated country, her innate noble aura had not diminished, even when she was saluting to the Empress Dowager, she was neither humble nor overbearing while being respectful.

With a smile on the corner of the queen mother's lips, she looked at Feng Qinyu carefully from top to bottom, and at the same time, Feng Qinyu was also looking at her.

The honorable woman in front of her, with the dignity of the mother of the country in her brows, made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

She knew that the Queen Mother was also looking at her, even more meticulously than when she was looking at her, as if she wanted to see through her from the inside out.

In short, she didn't like this look very much, and even felt a little disgusted.

Is she the precious daughter of Feng Hexuan and eldest grandson Ruomei?
The corners of the Empress Dowager's eyes lighted up slightly, and then quickly closed down. The corners of the eyes with fine lines flashed brightly, and there was a hint of depth hidden in the black eyes.

"You are Princess Fengyu?"

Finally, the Empress Dowager spoke up, asking Feng Qinyu so knowingly, it made Feng Qinyu feel a little funny, but she knew in her heart that the Empress Dowager specially asked Dongfang Yunlie to take her into the palace, and even to meet her an hour earlier, I am afraid it is not just a simple meeting .

"Yes, Queen Mother, I am Princess Fengyu."

There was a strange smile on the queen mother's face, she looked sideways at Dongfang Yunlie who was sitting on the side with dark eyes and said nothing, "Dongfang Aiqing, the Ai family wants to chat with Princess Fengyu for a while, you can Go and do your business first."

"You want to see her alone?"

Dongfang Yunlie's tone was obviously questioning, which obviously made the queen mother a little unhappy, especially the "you" who didn't have the slightest honorific title made the queen mother look a little ugly.

It's just that Dongfang Yunlie is in front of her. Even though she is a courtier, she still fears three points. Naturally, she didn't get angry. She just suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Don't worry, the Ai family won't do anything to her. , why is Aiqing so nervous?"

Dongfang Yunlie was stunned for a moment by her rhetorical question.

nervous?

Is the queen mother saying that he is nervous?

Dongfang Yunlie sneered in his heart, feeling that the Empress Dowager's words were a bit ridiculous.

Would he be worried about what the Queen Mother would do to Feng Qinyu?Does he need to be nervous, need to worry?

Even if the Empress Dowager took Feng Qinyu's life, it was nothing more than a life to her, so what does it matter to him.

"The Queen Mother is too worried."

Dongfang Yunlie spoke lightly, got up, cupped his hands and said: "The humble minister will take his leave first."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left. His appearance was so arrogant that it made people gnash their teeth.

The corners of Feng Qinyu's lips twitched slightly, it was still the arrogant and defiant Dongfang Yunlie in her memory, he could be so rude to the queen mother in front of her.

She could feel that the queen mother was obviously unhappy because of Dongfang Yunlie's attitude at this time, but she had to suppress her temper because she was a little jealous of him.

She knew that one day, Tianchen Kingdom might be another Dongli, and Nangong Xiao would also be the second Fenghexuan.

No one would allow a minister's achievements to outshine the master, the so-called success of a general, since he sat on the highest position, who would allow someone to step on their shoulders to reach a higher level.

(End of this chapter)