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Chapter 51

Words:1687Update:22/07/01 10:53:12

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The smile on Murong Qiqi's lips was directly defined as' mockery 'by Long Zhe Yu' er. It also completely snapped the string of reason in her mind.

No, she had to take back what belonged to her! Why did Murong Qiqi have it easy?! She was nobler than Murong Qiqi, prettier, and better than her in every way. Why did she have to give what originally belonged to her to Murong Qiqi?!

Just as Long Zhe Yu 'er stood up and was about to make things difficult for Murong Qiqi, a voice interrupted her, "Princess Xin of Nanfeng Country has arrived!"

The news of Nanfeng Country wanting to form a marriage alliance with Xiqi had only been known in recent days. As for Princess Mingyue Xin of Nanfeng Country, it was said that she was the daughter of the imperial noble consort, He Lanmin. She was also the most favored princess.

Now, Mingyue Xin had come to Xiqi and was aiming for Princess Consort Jing. This caused the expressions of the nobles present to change, especially Duanmu Qing, Murong Xuelian, and Murong Xinlian. The three of them were related to this matter, so naturally, their expressions were not good.

If Long Zhe Jingtian really married Mingyue Xin, then it meant that Long Zhe Jingtian had the support of Nanfeng Country. This wasn't good news for the empress and imperial noble consort, who had placed their hopes on the child in their womb. Princess Consort Jing was the princess of a country, so Murong Xinlian's dream of becoming a princess consort would be shattered.

For a moment, an undercurrent spread among the three women. No matter what their starting point was, their goal was the same. They didn't want Mingyue Xin to become Princess Consort Jing.

While the three of them were thinking about how to deal with the following situation, Mingyue Xin had already slowly walked into the hall.

In the distance, a white figure walked into everyone's line of sight. That white dress was dreamy and illusory, making this young girl look otherworldly. The young girl's hair was coiled into two flying buns and she wore a full set of pearl jewelry. It was obvious that it was made by a famous craftsman.

When she got closer, the people present couldn't help but sigh. Nanfeng Country had good fengshui. It actually produced such an outstanding beauty.

"Xin 'er greets Uncle Emperor!" When Mingyue Xin opened her mouth, she was very sweet. Especially when she said 'Uncle', it had the tone of a young girl acting coquettishly. it made people's hearts itch. It was like a green bristle brushing across their cheeks. She was truly a beauty.

"Haha, quickly take a seat!" Long Zeyu laughed. No man could resist a delicate beauty, even if this beauty was a few years younger than him. "The last time we saw you, you were only four or five years old. Now that ten years have passed, you have grown into a young lady! I can't help but feel old … "

"Uncle Emperor, how are you old? You're still as handsome as before! "

After Ming Yuexin sat down, she kept sucking up to Long Zeyu. When Long Zeyu heard it, he beamed with joy. However, Duanmu Qing and Murong Xuelian, who were beside him, had goosebumps.

"Really? You are not allowed to lie to me! "

"Uncle Emperor, Xin 'er has never lied. It's true!" When Ming Yuexin spoke, a pearl the size of a thumb swayed on her forehead, setting off her enchanting face, making people's hearts ripple.

Murong Qiqi sighed inwardly. Ming Yuexin's clothes and jewelry were all made by her. The white dress was elegant and elegant, and the pearl was elegant and noble. However, when Ming Yuexin wore it, it gave off a tinge of tackiness. What a waste!

However, it was still a living sign. At least it made the Treasure Store and the Exceptional Beauty Shop more famous, and they would earn more money. This was still fine.

Ming Yuexin continued to flatter Long Zeyu as if there was no one else around. Feeling that this banquet was a little boring, Murong Qiqi lowered her head and played with the wine bottle in her hand. Usually, they used wine cups, but when it came to formal occasions, they would change to wine bottles. However, the wine bottle prepared for Feng Cang was a little too exquisite. It was inlaid with gold and jade. It was worth a lot, but it matched Feng Cang's status.

Feng Cang was not interested in Ming Yuexin, nor was he interested in the little tricks between the Nanfeng and Xiqi Countries. What he was interested in was the little princess beside him.

Murong Qiqi played with the wine bottle while Feng Cang looked at her seriously at the side.

What surprised Feng Cang was that although Murong Qiqi had an ordinary appearance, her fair and slender hands were like a work of art. They were as white as porcelain and as smooth as silk. Her fingers were sharp like bamboo shoots after the rain. Even her fingernails were small and cute. Furthermore, they were smeared with a layer of balsam juice, making them look even more beautiful. One could not help but want to pick them up and kiss them.

Feng Cang did not see Murong Qiqi hiding her hands in her sleeves when she fell asleep in the carriage. When he held her hands, he only felt that the small hand in his palm was unusually soft, but he did not look at it carefully. Now that he saw it, he could not bear to let it go and play with it every day.

Sensing that Feng Cang was staring at her hands, Murong Qiqi quietly hid her hands in her sleeves. Did this Southern Lin King have some weird fetish?

For example, there was once a person who had a fetish for feet. When he was excited, he would chop off other people's feet and pile them into a pagoda. At the top of the pagoda, he would place the feet of his most beloved concubine … If Feng Cang really had a fetish for hands and liked to collect human hands and pile them into a pagoda, the scene would be too weird …

Murong Qiqi's little action stunned Feng Cang for a moment before he smiled. Just by looking at her, the little princess became shy? Then wouldn't she have to bury her head in her chest when they consummate their marriage?

However, why did a person with such beautiful hands have such an ordinary face? Other than her eyes … Could it be that she had a secret? Could it be that she was wearing a human skin mask? If that was the case, Feng Yu should have noticed it after serving Murong Qiqi for so long. Why couldn't she see through it?

The thoughts in their minds were diverging further and further away from each other. Only the two of them did not notice it. As for Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi's' interaction ', in the eyes of some people, it seemed like the two of them were in love with each other.

"Hmph!" Long Zhe Yu 'er slammed the wine cup on the table and made a loud bang, interrupting Mingyue Xin's flattery. It also pulled Murong Qiqi's thoughts back to the banquet.

Following Long Zhe Yu 'er's gaze, Mingyue Xin saw Feng Cang. With just one glance, Mingyue Xin felt as if she could not breathe. Heavens! There was actually such an outstanding man in the world. Why did she only see him today?

Previously, Mingyue Xin had secretly glanced at Long Zhe Jingtian. Mingyue Xin was very satisfied with this husband that her lady mother had arranged for her. Furthermore, her lady mother had said that if she became Princess Consort Jing, she would definitely support her to become the crown princess so that she could be the mother of the country in the future.

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