"What? These two bastards! "Feng Huiting gritted his teeth in anger. The reason why the Feng family was loyal to Mo Jingqi was not without reason. Back then, the Feng family almost experienced a disaster. At that time, it was Mo Jingqi, who was still a prince, who helped. No matter how much people criticized Mo Jingqi's character, he had truly saved the Feng family and its huge foundation. It was because of this that Feng Huiting drove out Feng Zhiyao, who was close to Prince Ding. It was not only because he was afraid of being suspected by the royal family. The Feng family clearly knew that Mo Jingli was harmed by him, but they still relied on him. Although Feng Huiting was a businessman, he still maintained some integrity. In the eyes of Feng Huiting, this was ungrateful behavior.
Mo Xiuyao glanced at the silent Empress with a faint smile and said, "Master Feng, you don't need to be angry. Speaking of which, your son is just thinking about the lives of the Feng family. "Of course, he added fuel to the fire. He did not feel regret handing over more than half of the Feng family to Mo Jingli. Money could be earned at any time, but the people who earned money … the two legitimate sons of the Feng family were enough. The one who was truly capable was the one in front of him. The Feng family only had its current power and wealth in his hands.
Prince Ding's residence had a wide variety of businesses and there were countless of them. He could no longer trust Han Mingyue. Han Mingxi and Leng Haoyu were gradually struggling to cope. Moreover, the development of the Northwest had gradually begun to reach a bottleneck. He needed business geniuses very much. So … what was a Feng family? With enough talents, he would soon have two, three, or even ten Feng families. Although the Mo family was not good at business, they never lacked money because they were better at using others to make money.
Feng Huiting was able to make the Feng family flourish in his hands. Naturally, he was not stupid. He smiled helplessly and said, "I'm afraid that Prince Li has long set his eyes on the Feng family's businesses." Many people knew that the Feng family was the late emperor's people. Although Mo Jingli was not as suspicious as Mo Jingqi, he would never be at ease letting the Feng family out of his control. Not to mention the Feng family's coveted wealth. Rather than saying that the matter this time was caused by Feng Zhi Yao, it was better to say that it was brought about by the Feng family's wealth.
Mo Xiuyao smiled and did not answer. He liked to talk to smart people.
"Prince, Noble Consort Liu wants to see you...." At the crescent door, Zhuo Jing reported.
Mo Xiuyao smiled at Feng Huiting and said, "Aren't we here now? . is Feng San is here? "
Zhuo.......................... "...............
"What's wrong with him?" The two voices asked in unison. Before they could finish speaking, the two of them looked at each other with awkward expressions. Ye Li smiled and patted the back of the Empress' hand. "Zhuo Jing, if you say so, it should not be a big problem." But it was inevitable to suffer a little. Ye Li, of course, would not say that Mo Xiuyao sent Qin Feng to take Feng Huiting away in advance to deal with Feng Zhiyao. This time, Feng Zhiyao caused a lot of trouble, which made Prince Ding very unhappy. If Feng San had told Mo Xiuyao in advance, Mo Xiuyao would have just had to move his mouth. But now, so many things happened. Of course, the Prince was unhappy.
"Let's go. Let's see how daring Noble Consort Liu is to dare to detain I's people." Everyone present, except for Ye Li and Mo Xiaobao, couldn't help but tremble at the coldness in his voice. Even the youngest, Leng Junhan, cleverly hid her little head in Ye Li's arms. Ye Li picked up Leng Junhan and stood up. Mo Xiuyao glanced at the little brat in his wife's arms. He snorted and reached out to pick him up. Leng Junhan hung in the air and stared blankly at a certain white-haired person. She pouted and reached out her little hand to Ye Li. "Auntie, hug …"
On the side, Zhuo Jing looked at the little dumpling in Mo Xiuyao's arms with admiration. Who said that Leng Haoyu's son was timid? He clearly had the guts of a leopard.
Mo Xiaobao also wiped his sweat. Little Dummy Leng wouldn't be killed by his father, right? This was the first subordinate he planned to have in the future …
In the main hall of Prince Ding Mansion, Noble Consort Liu sat on a carved sandalwood chair, deep in thought. Opposite her, the handsome Young Master Feng San was tied up and thrown into a chair. Behind Feng Zhiyao stood two tall men, one on the left and one on the right. Their eyes were reserved, and the meridians in front of their temples bulged slightly. It was obvious that they were internal experts. Originally, Noble Consort Liu would never bring Feng Zhiyao to the Prince Ding Mansion. After all, Feng Zhiyao was one of her bargaining chips. But when she arrived at the Prince Ding Mansion, she realized that without Feng Zhiyao, she couldn't enter the Prince Ding Mansion at all.
Feng Zhiyao leaned back in the chair. Being tied up like a dumpling made him very uncomfortable. Also, his body was whipped a few times, and it was burning with pain. Feng Zhiyao, who hadn't been injured for a long time, couldn't help cursing in his heart. The way he stared at Noble Consort Liu became even more vicious. He must kill this woman!
After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Mo Xiuyao come, and no one came to serve her tea. Noble Consort Liu was not in the mood to criticize the hospitality of the Prince Ding Mansion. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if she was thinking about something important.
"Prince, Princess …" Outside the door came the sound of the guards and maids saluting. Noble Consort Liu raised her head. Her eyes brightened, and her hands in her sleeves clenched tightly.
Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li came in side by side. Mo Xiuyao was holding a pink boy in white clothes. Beside Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li was the Young Master of the Prince Ding Mansion, Mo Xiaobao, who made Noble Consort Liu gnash her teeth in hatred. Seeing Noble Consort Liu, Mo Xiaobao's eyes brightened. Noble Consort Liu suddenly had a bad feeling. Before she could say anything, Mo Xiaobao said cheerfully, "Auntie, why are you here again?"
"Auntie?" Leng Junhan tilted her head and looked at Noble Consort Liu curiously. She blinked her eyes in confusion. This auntie was very beautiful. She didn't look like the old auntie in the mansion at all.
"Idiot, Little Dummy Leng. The old auntie in the mansion is called Mama. This one is called Auntie. "Mo Xiaobao said disdainfully. Obviously, Little Dummy Leng accidentally asked her question. Hearing Mo Xiaobao's nondescript explanation, and looking at Noble Consort Liu's expression, Ye Li couldn't help laughing secretly. Perhaps it was because Mo Xiuyao had suppressed him too much, but Mo Xiaobao's ability to spout nonsense improved by leaps and bounds. Now, even Ye Li couldn't tell if he was being serious or purposely trying to anger her.
"Prince Ding!" Noble Consort Liu's face darkened. If he kept talking, she was afraid that she really couldn't help but beat the little guy.
Mo Xiuyao stepped into the hall indifferently. He put Leng Junhan on the chair beside Feng Zhiyao, glanced at the two people standing behind Feng Zhiyao, and said, "Get out."
The two people moved, but found in horror that they couldn't move at all. They couldn't even move a finger, let alone do anything to Feng Zhiyao or the child who was looking at them curiously in the chair. They seemed to be stiff all of a sudden. Obviously, Prince Ding's skills were much higher than what they had imagined. Was this the strength of one of the Four Great Masters? Sweat oozed from the two people's foreheads silently, as if it was raining.
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