Chapter 399
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Hearing this, Murong Yi Xuan looked up at him and said in a deep voice, "No one can compare to her!" Then, he turned around and strode out.
Murong Bo frowned as he watched him stride away. He was worried that he would go to Qingteng Crown Prince, so he followed him personally.
The affection of the royal family was as thin as paper, but he valued this son of his very much. Among his many sons, he was the most talented. He also hoped that he would be able to achieve great things in the future, so he naturally did not want him to be tied down by the feelings of his children.
This young lady of the Feng family, whether she was willing or not, she had to become Qingteng Crown Prince's woman! Only in this way, Yi Xuan would stop thinking about her and focus on cultivation!
Just as Murong Bo was worried, Murong Yi Xuan really found the palace where Qingteng Crown Prince stayed. However, there were powerful cultivators guarding outside the palace, so it wasn't easy to enter.
"Please pass on the message that Murong Yi Xuan is asking for an audience."
He looked at the grey-robed cultivator who was emitting a powerful aura, and his heart sank. He was indeed from a powerful country. With such cultivation, if he was in Dazzling Sun, it was more than enough to be a clan leader.
The grey-robed middle-aged man glanced at him from above and said coldly, "His Highness is resting. He won't see anyone."
Hearing this, Murong Yi Xuan's face sank. When he was about to step forward, he felt his shoulder being pressed down. He turned slightly and saw his father pushing him behind him. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man, "Hehe, my son has admired the Crown Prince for a long time. When he heard that the Crown Prince came to the palace, he wanted to come and greet him. He almost disturbed His Highness's rest."
Then, he turned around and looked at Murong Yi Xuan, who had a dark face, and said in a deep voice, "Go back!"
"I have something to say to the Crown Prince. Please pass on the message." Murong Yi Xuan didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the middle-aged man and said in a neither haughty nor humble manner.
Hearing this, the grey-robed middle-aged man glanced at Murong Bo, who had an ugly expression. Then, his gaze fell on Murong Yi Xuan. After sizing him up, he said impolitely, "You will see the banquet tonight. If you have something to say, say it then. Now, leave immediately!"
"Guards! Send the Third Prince out of the palace! "
Murong Bo shouted in a deep voice. A few guards stepped forward, but they did not dare to touch him. Instead, they respectfully said: "Third Prince, please!"
Seeing this, Murong Yi Xuan's face darkened. He stared inside and said in a low voice: "Since you can't see Qing Teng crown prince, then please pass on the message. Feng manor's eldest young miss, Feng Qing Ge, has never agreed to this marriage. Don't waste your time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored his father, who had an ugly expression on his face. With a flick of his sleeves, he turned around and left.
When Murong Bo heard this, he felt a fire rising from his heart to the top of his head. He couldn't wait to build a good relationship with the Qing Teng Kingdom, but he was hindering them from behind. This, this really deserved to die!
"Haha, don't listen to his nonsense. Tell His Highness the Crown Prince that there is no problem with this marriage. There is no problem at all." He smiled apologetically and strode away.
After the two left, the grey-clothed middle-aged man walked in and reported what had happened to Nie Teng before leaving.
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