When Feng Yuheng and the other two left Yao Mansion, they heard a woman's voice loudly from a distance: "Why are you like this? Let go quickly, I'm not interested in you at all. You just pull and pull in the early morning. What's the point?"

The woman spoke loudly, which attracted many people to stop and watch. While commenting on the drama in front of her, she sighed at the woman's amazing appearance.

Feng Yuheng looked at it and said, "Who is the woman who is not the Lotus King!" At this moment, the person who was pulling his sleeves was her father, Feng Jinyuan."

"This Lotus King is also uneasy!" Huang Quan sighed with his forehead, "I pretended that a woman came out to harm others."

Wangchuan didn't think so, "He looks like that, and he is indeed a natural person. Some people are blamed for being unstable." While saying that, he looked at Feng Jinyuan's chin and said, "Did you see? The Feng family's master's eyes are about to fall off."

Huang Quan nodded and commented: "Not only eyes, you see he is holding the Lotus King's hand."

When Huang Quan reminded him, Feng Yuheng and Wangchuan both looked at Feng Jinyuan's hands, and they saw that Feng Jinyuan looked like he was pulling the sleeve of the Lotus King, but there were a few fingers that always intentionally or unintentionally stroked the thin wrist exposed during the pulling. He accidentally hit him a few times. Every time he touched him, Feng Jinyuan would feel a little excited.

Feng Yuheng looked disgusted and frowned deeper. Wangchuan also said annoyedly: "When I was the left prime minister in the past, I was at least a little restrained. Why is it now that I am giving up?"

Feng Yuheng snorted coldly, "He didn't know how to restrain himself before, but we rarely meet outside. But just talk about Feng Mansion in the past, there were few people who brought him into the door?"

Huang Quan couldn't understand, "Hey? Didn't he cut his life into pieces by Mrs. Yao? Why are you still entangled with if you're not a man?"

Feng Yuheng told her: "Who said that you can't pursue beauty if you are not a man? The eunuchs and palace maids in the palace also have examples of mutual comfort? He is just physically not good, but it does not mean that he is not good psychologically. What's more, no man can be moved by Feng Zhaolian's appearance!"

Wangchuan reminded her: "Your Highness Nine won't."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Well, that means that this princess is a little more charming than him."

While the few people were talking, there was also a voice from Feng Jinyuan. He completely ignored Feng Zhaolian's sarcastic words. As long as Feng Zhaolian stood in front of him, it would seem to cover his entire world, leaving him completely ignored everything except the woman in front of him.

He still grabbed the other party and refused to let go, and kept saying, "Don't you recognize the lady? We met yesterday. I am your neighbor, the master of Feng Mansion!"

Feng Zhaolian looked bored and kept shaking her sleeves, almost kicking her feet, and she was not idle: "Are you a hooligan? Isn't you shameless? Isn't you? Is there thousands of neighbors? Why are you just sticking it on like a slutty dog? Alas! Let's see, is this person too disgusting?"

The onlookers nodded and pointed at Feng Jinyuan one after another. It was indeed too disgusting.

Feng Yuheng also felt that it was too disgusting. She was still at the door of her princess's mansion, which made her not know whether it should go back to the mansion or not.

Wangchuan said: "Why don't we go back to Yao's mansion to avoid it and let the class leave to clear people."

She thought it was OK, and was about to turn around and leave, but she heard Feng Zhaolian suddenly shouting: "Hey! Yaya!"

She touched her forehead, but she was still one step late.

Feng Jinyuan didn't know who Yaya was calling for her. He still pulled Feng Zhaolian and refused to let go. This woman was the only woman in his world. He never dreamed that she sat down at the door of the princess's mansion. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw this woman standing in front of him. Feng Jinyuan felt that this must be God's arrangement, and that God sent him a fairy to the earth to save his bad life.

But when he came to his senses, he found that the person standing in front of him at this moment was not only a stunning beauty, but also the ultimate target of his trip: Feng Yuheng.

However, the contempt on Feng Yuheng's face was exactly the same as that of the stunning woman, which made his old face a little nowhere to put, but nowhere to put it. He felt that if the stunning woman could take a look at her, everything would be worth it.

At this time, Feng Zhaolian no longer paid attention to him and only talked to Feng Yuheng: "Yaya, I'll come to you to go shopping. I'm not familiar with this place. Please take me to take a walk!"

Feng Yuheng ignored him, glanced at Feng Jinyuan, and then looked at the sleeve he was holding. Feng Jinyuan had a deep fear of his second daughter. Even in front of Feng Zhaolian, the great beauty, he still could not ignore Feng Yuheng's cold gaze.

"Let go." Feng Yuheng said coldly, scaring Feng Jinyuan let go of his hand like a conditioned reflex, and then he heard her say: "I am embarrassed here early in the morning. You are such a good father."

Feng Jinyuan's face was like a fire, and he didn't know how to answer it. But thinking about it again, he was not here early in the morning, he stayed here for a whole night! So he quickly said, "I'm here to find you. Your guards don't let me in. I'll wait for you here for a night."

"Oh?" Feng Yuheng looked at Feng Jinyuan with disgust: "My guards will definitely tell you that I am in Yao Mansion, right? Why don't you go to Yao Mansion to find me? I've been waiting for me all night. The next morning, I still have this time to be entangled with the girl, and I'll lose all my face."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves again and simply pulled Feng Zhaolian and turned around and left.

Feng Zhaolian was here to find her to go out for a walk, and this move was just right for him. Before leaving, she turned around and looked at Feng Jinyuan and threw down her sentence: "Neighbor, today, I forgive you for your sake. If there is another time, don't blame me for chopping up your hand."

Feng Jinyuan shivered and thought to himself why the women who made friends with Feng Yuheng were so sharp? But when he thought about it, he smiled unconsciously. He had all kinds of women, but he didn't have this kind of thing. If he could conquer, that would be a great joy in life.

When she thought of this, she had the confidence to continue waiting for Feng Yuheng. She would go home sooner or later. Seeing that she was very familiar with the stunning beauty, she thought this trip was worth it.

Feng Jinyuan sat back in front of the princess's mansion again. The imperial guards guarding the gate had to admire the man's face and muttered in their hearts that this man was the former left prime minister? To put it very disrespectful, which eye does the emperor have to use, so he is the prime minister's material?

For the same question, Feng Zhaolian was also asking Feng Yuheng, but he was not so reserved. What did he dare not say? He immediately said, "Is the Emperor Dashun blind? Even your old pervert-like father, can he be the prime minister?"

Feng Yuheng didn't deal with this, but reminded him: "If Xuan Tianming hears it, he must chop your tongue."

"Take it down!" Feng Zhaolian was not scared at all: "You little Mingzi has probably counted how many times you have said this behind your back. Alas, if you don't talk about him, just say your father is really superb! Who hasn't seen me like this before? It's the first time I've seen him like this."

Feng Yuheng cut it and said, "Don't you just like him like this?"

"Yeah?" Feng Zhaolian was stunned, "Why do I like him like that?"

"Or why would you move to his house next to him?"

"I'm just curious." Feng Zhaolian told the truth, "It's just curious! We have been in love from the north to the capital for several months. After hearing so many stories about your top-notch father, I don't go to watch it myself, how can I be worthy of my curious heart?"

Feng Yuheng waved his hand and said, "It's up to you." Then he thought about the path he was walking at this moment and asked, "Where are we going?"

Feng Zhaolian said: "Store around."

"You should go to the bustling streets even if you just want to go around? We are in the wrong direction." As he said that, he was going to take the person back, "Go to the other side, there is something to go around on the other end."

"Hey! No, no!" Feng Zhaolian quickly pulled the person back, "I've been shopping here, let's go shopping here if it's lively."

Feng Yuheng didn't understand what was not lively to visit, but he had nothing to do, so he simply accompanied King Lian to stroll the street and talked about his disease casually: "I have also discussed your disease with my grandfather. I don't understand the conclusion you came to, but to put it bluntly, that is, you were flooded with too many things for women's bodies in the past, but now it's not easy to treat it, but it's not absolutely impossible. I just re-adjust the original things for you and make up for them with what the male body needs. This is just a theoretical statement, and it depends on practice."

The Lotus King nodded. When talking about his disease, he listened carefully and asked Feng Yuheng: "How sure is the cure?"

Feng Yuheng thought for a while and said, "Let's open it for 55."

"Then you said nothing." He rolled his eyes, "At least you can tell me a 46, I can have some hope. Who would want to be pestered by others as a beauty all day long? I just wanted to stab your father to death with one knife."

Feng Yuheng said: "If you want to poke it, you will be killed. If you make trouble in the government, I will protect you from your life." As she spoke, she decided to tell the direction around, "Why did you come to the east end of the city? Well, the people living here are relatively wealthy, so some shops sell some high-end goods."

She thought Feng Zhaolian wanted to come to buy things, but she didn't expect that this person was stretching his neck and looking eastward.

Feng Yuheng asked: "What are you looking at?"

Before the other party could reply, he saw a carriage galloping in front of him, and the speed was from fast to slow, until there were too many pedestrians to completely slow down. The two horses pulling the carriage seemed to be walking leisurely, and the driver put away the whip.

The driver is not conspicuous, but there is nothing worth paying attention to from the appearance. But if someone is interested, he can still find a small wooden sign hanging on the left side of the carriage. The wooden sign is written with the word "7" without being visible and exposed. A discerning person can recognize it at a glance, which means that the carriage belongs to Xuan Tianhua, the seventh prince of the dynasty.

Feng Yuheng said "Huh" and then laughed, "Brother Seven is back."

At the same time, the people in the carriage seemed to have some sense, and they called the horse to stop, and then the person lifted the curtain from it. Xuan Tianhua's slightly dusty face, which was still dusty but still as dusty as an immortal, appeared in front of everyone.

For a moment, the people's screams came. Looking at the Lotus King again, he completely inherited Feng Jinyuan's appearance just now, and his eyes were about to fall on Xuan Tianhua.
Chapter completed!