Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 678: Suffering From You

Duan Ting half covered his face with a smirk.

He would like to see how Feng Qingbai responds.

The folk customs on the Nanling side are more conservative. The bold women like this must have never seen Feng Qingbai.

In addition, even Bei Canghuang said a word, Feng Qingbai can still refuse? Then it is not just to reject the royal princess, but to refute the emperor's face on the spot.

Not only Duan Ting and Yigan Beicang officials waited to see how Feng Qingbai responded, even the Nanling ambassadors gathered their eyes on the men.

It's just that compared to the sidelines of Beicang, they have lifted their whole heart.

What is Wang Ye's temper?

As long as you are upset, you can shake your face on the spot.

However, this is Beicang, not Nanling. An improper response can have a negative impact on diplomatic relations.

For a time, Feng Qingbai gathered everyone's eyes, both on and off the field, waiting to see how he would answer.

The seventeen princess had already taken the clean wine glass handed by the maid and came over with a smile.

Feng Qingbai stood up and poured himself a glass of wine. "I am so grateful to the seventeen princesses that I don't dare to be a princess. The princess doesn't have to toast. I will punish myself three cups, and I should pay the princess."

The seventeen princess paused, "Master, what does this mean?"

"It is well known that the King has made a marriage. The fiancee told him before the departure that he should not make misunderstandings. I am a Nanling man who always respected his promises. The King promised her and became a trustee. I ca n’t drink this glass of princess. So as not to cause gossip and hope for emperor and princess to forgive me. "

After all, drink one cup of wine and drink three in a row.

The seventeen princesses had different colors in their eyes, and they did not retreat, and laughed, "The fiancee of the prince is not here at this time, but it is acceptable to accept the princess's glass of wine. All the ministers present here will not run Does your fiancee chew his tongue? "

Feng Qingbai smiled lightly, "Faithfulness is for self-denial, not for showing to outsiders. If you can't keep even the little promise of your woman, why talk about big things?"

In the purple clothes, the eyes look like starry sky, clear and handsome, elegant and noble, and three glasses of wine again show the man's character. Such a person, standing quietly, can firmly attract everyone's attention.

The princess of the seventeen princess was so colorful that the sight of Feng Qingbai was more revealing.

As for all the people present, what mattered more was Feng Qingbai's remarks.

Xiao Nuo didn't keep up, so what's the matter?

If it wasn't for someone else's place, the envoys of the Nanling Envoys would have liked to cry out on the spot.

Wang Ye not only rejected the other party without offending, but also boasted his Nanling people in disguise.

They Nanling people keep their promises!

Just this sentence makes people want to give him a thumbs up.

On the other side, the Emperor Beicheng laughed, "That's good! Seventeen, step back."

The seventeen princesses regained their minds, and each of them turned towards the north, and the king and Feng Qingbai all retreated. After turning around, they looked at Feng Qingbai deeply.

"When I was a seventeen princess, I was favored when I was a kid, and I was accustomed to talking and acting very boldly.

"Dare, the seventeen princess is passionate." Feng Qingbai smiled upward and sat down.

Duan Ting was convinced.

Solve a problem easily.

"In the royal family of Beicang, number seventeen is the hardest to get rid of. You can easily send her away with wind and cypress. You really make me look."

"Really, I don't care about your eyes."

"Don't be too arrogant, you still ask for me."

Feng Qingbai glanced sideways, "Does your spine hurt?"

"I'm wrong."

Duan Ting's expression converged and immediately whispered to Rao.

In the royal family of Beicang, he was a poisonous tongue, but he really couldn't keep up with the green cypress.

Fengqingbai is not only poisonous tongue, but even the gas it emits is poisonous.

In the other compartment, after the seventeen princesses retreated, they gathered with their sisters and hid behind the flowers to continue to peek at the banquet and did not leave.

"Sister Seventeen, how does it feel to see Nanling King at such a close distance? Is it more beautiful?" Someone inquired by joking.

Starting from knowing that King Nanling would send them to Beicang, the royal princesses and even the noble ladies in the upper circles of the capital began to look forward to it.

In fact, the king of Nanling is too famous.

Twelve-year-old Wang, regent. During the eleven years, he supported the young emperor to sit firmly on the dragon chair.

In such a vortex of imperial power, it can only be achieved by someone who is shocked and brilliant.

Moreover, there are many rumors in the square that Nanling Wang Junmei is a fairy in the picture. He has few martial artists who can compete, and the noble girls raised in deep boudoirs are curious about him.

"Don't you all see it, but it feels worthy of the name?" Seventeen did not answer the question, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the man in the purple dress at the banquet, intent.

The princess shire masters covered their lips and laughed, "Where do you use it? See who can live in the seventeenth, can they be idlers."

"Since all the sisters can see it, then I open the skylight to speak brightly, this person is mine, and no one should **** it from me!" Withdrawing his eyes, Seventeen looked at the delicate girls around her, raised her lips, and her eyes flew confidently.

"Seventeen, King Nanling has a fiancee ..."

"So what, who fell in the end and won't know until I fight."

The woman's mouth is bound to win, so that the girls are silenced, but what is hidden in their hearts, only they know.

At the banquet, a cup was handed over, and no one raised sensitive topics afterwards.

As for other matters, let's talk about them later.

Feng Qingbai is not in a hurry. Bei Canghuang has deep thoughts and reasonable things. He will never easily talk about them, so as not to be overly rushed.

After the banquet ended, the envoys took a rest and took a drink to settle in the messenger station.

Feng Qingbai exchanged etiquette, really lived in Duan Ting's mansion, just in the inner ring roadway not far from the palace.

The gate has no threshold, which is convenient for wheelchairs. The layout of the house also echoes the impression given by Duan Ting, which is gentle and elegant.

Of course, once you are familiar with it, you know that it is completely different.

"The guest house is in the far north. If you don't like the layout inside, you can live in Xiangfeiyuan next to me. If you feel too lonely to sleep alone, you can sleep with me." Turning the wheelchair, Duan Ting didn't let Fuzhong The meaning of the descendants coming to lead the way, just crackled and talked about it.

Where Feng Qingbai wants to live, find it by himself.

In response to his last sentence, Feng Qingbai gave a roll.

"Don't sleep with me, do you want to sleep with a woman? That won't work, but Miss Liu is my life-saving benefactor, just for her, and I will also watch your chastity."

Turning his eyes to look at the man, Feng Qingbai leaned slightly. "Let me sleep together. Do you want to take the opportunity to study the normal function of men? Paralyzed for more than ten years, it may not be necessary in the future, and I ’m bitter."

Duan Ting suddenly turned pale and white, gritted his teeth, "... Go!"

Feng Qingbai straightened up, calmly, and rolled away to the north yard.

The ends are simply decisive.

Angrily Duan Ting's molars were almost crushed.

Why did he have to talk cheaply to provoke the wind green cypress, and then the arrows passed through the heart!

It's about three o'clock, the orange rolls to sleep, the flu ...

(End of this chapter)