"Yes! How about it, Sister-in-law Huang, do you want to think about it?" Seeing her tone soften slightly, Duanmu Sheng thought that her heart was moved. When he spoke, his voice was ambiguous and gentle.

He doesn't find it disgusting either.

Feng Jinghua slowly took a few steps forward and said, "Will I be your concubine?"

He glanced back at Duanmu Lin, his eyes full of amusement.

Duanmu Lin never expected that Feng Jinghua would talk back to Duanmu Sheng in such a bitter tone.

The hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly.

"Actually, it's not bad to be your concubine, but it's a big trouble to have sex with someone else. You have to know that I have a very serious mysophobia. If I use something too dirty, my whole body will itch."

She scratched her arm, and it seemed like that was really the case.

Then he continued: "Your Majesty, you are so handsome and powerful, you shouldn't be like this gentleman in my family who is ugly and stupid and no one wants you. Why did you offend Grandma Huang because of me, a second-hand woman?"

"Huh, what you said are all excuses, right?" Duanmu Sheng waved his hand, snorted coldly, and asked with a cold face.

Feng Jinghua said: "Your Majesty, what you said is actually correct. However, there is one thing that is not an excuse. I really have mysophobia. Your Majesty, do you have any other concubines in your house?"

"..." Duanmu Sheng stared at Feng Jinghua without saying a word.

Feng Jinghua smiled and said, "Look, what a silly question I asked. There are probably dozens of handsome, handsome, and suave people like you, Prince. I'm afraid your body is dirtier than mine."

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"you……"

"Hahaha!!!" Feng Qianchen laughed loudly, and that childish laughter made Duanmu Sheng furious: "I don't want such a dirty father, mother, hurry up and get rid of the flies."

"I'm sorry, my son just likes to talk nonsense. If he says something that offends you, I hope you won't be angry." Feng Jinghua glanced at Feng Qianchen, who was laughing without any image, and then smiled again,

Comfort Duanmu Sheng.

Duanmuzheng was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. He turned around and glared at Duanmuxuan fiercely.

Today he finally understood why he came to see him so diligently early in the morning.

It turned out to be a very cunning woman, and he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle her, so she came to the Prince's Mansion to have a look.

"Duanmuxuan, I'll settle the score with you later." He was too lazy to waste time with the old and the young.

When he turned around and was about to leave, Duanmu Lin suddenly fell down from the stool and hugged Duanmu Sheng's calf with both hands, and Duanmu Sheng jumped forward.

There was a "plop", and his face was stuck in the snow and mud, which was very embarrassing.

Duanmu Lin said something very innocent: "I just wanted to help you pat the snow off your body. Your clothes are dirty, but why did you fall asleep?"

"Pfft!" Feng Jinghua laughed directly.

"You idiot, can you please grow some eyes? Who wants you to pat the snow, idiot." Duanmu Sheng stood up and yelled at Duanmu Lin.

After yelling, he quickly left the garden.

I originally wanted to come to the prince's house and have a good time with the beauty Duanmuxuan mentioned.

Unexpectedly, this beauty had thorns, and the son she gave birth to was even more amazing.

After suffering so many losses from the bastard, he has a long memory.

Seeing Duan Muxuan still standing there, Feng Jinghua raised her eyebrows and asked, "Prince Jin, do you want tea or wine?"

"No, I'm here to see my imperial brother and leave now." He did not dare to do what Duanmu Sheng did.
Chapter completed!