Chapter 289
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"Qing Ge."
The sound of Qing Ge's voice caused everyone who had already stepped through the door to pause their steps and turn back to look.
Seeing the purple robed noble figure standing not far from the Feng manor, everyone could not help but look towards the white robed Feng Qing Ge, who had an extremely beautiful appearance and a cold body.
The person who came was the Third Prince, Murong Yi Xuan, her fiancé. Although the old man had proposed to cancel the marriage between the two of them, due to Murong Yi Xuan's unwillingness, the marriage was still delayed until now and the relationship between the two of them had yet to be broken.
The surrounding commoners were originally not optimistic about the marriage between the two because Murong Yi Xuan was the most talented among the new generation of Glorious Sun and had the most promising future.
As for Feng Qingge, even though she was the eldest young miss of the Feng manor and the number one beauty of the Glorious Sun Empire, in this world where strength was respected, her strength was nothing special in the eyes of the world. In fact, even some of the children of the first wife of the family were more talented than her, not to mention the fact that her face had been completely disfigured.
Even if her face had been restored, her cultivation was still too weak. In the eyes of the crowd, she was still not worthy of Murong Yi Xuan. After all, the person standing next to a favored son of heaven must be a woman with first class appearance and strength.
"You all go in first!" She handed Yang Yang to her grandfather and let them go in first.
"Alright, then you all go ahead and talk! If you really can't do it, then call him in. "The old man said, then led Yang Yang inside.
Feng Xiao glanced at Murong Yi Xuan, shook his head, sighed and also walked in. Although he was quite satisfied with Murong Yi Xuan, unfortunately, his daughter didn't like him and he couldn't do anything about it. No matter how satisfied he was with him, everything had to be done according to his daughter's wishes.
Murong Yi Xuan walked forward and saw that the scars on her face had all disappeared. Her complexion had returned to its previous smooth and flawless appearance. Looking at such a beautiful but distant her, his heart ached slightly but a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"There's a teahouse not far ahead. Let's go and have a drink!"
Fengjiu glanced at him and saw that there were many commoners watching them. He nodded and followed him to a room on the second floor of the teahouse not far away.
In the room, the atmosphere was slightly stiff. There was no intimacy between lovers, no shyness, and no infatuation.
The two of them sat at the table and Murong Yi Xuan poured tea for her. Looking at her indifferent and distant expression, he narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the pain in his eyes and stared at the tea in his hand. "Grandfather Feng went to find my father to ask about canceling the marriage but I didn't agree."
Fengjiu picked up the teacup and took a sip. When he heard this, his eyes moved slightly. He glanced at him and said, "I've already told you about the engagement. We're not suitable for each other. There's no point in dragging it out."
"Not suitable?"
He raised his eyes to look at her indifferent expression and smiled bitterly. "We can be said to be childhood sweethearts. How can we not be suitable? I know you must be angry because I didn't recognize you back then. I also know that it was my fault. But Qingge, can't you give me another chance? "
Feng Jiu shook her head with a smile when she heard this. Her clear eyes were sharp as if she had seen through everything, and her clear and unhurried voice sounded out from her mouth in a neither fast nor slow manner, and it struck mercilessly at his heart.
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