The poisonous concubine

Chapter 387 Take the sheep by hand [5]

Soon, the gate of Fan's house opened, and a row of guards rushed towards the gate in neat steps, divided into two rows and stood around the gate.After the servants stood up, Fan Qiong, the Patriarch of the Fan family, came out in a hurry along with his eldest son, grandson, and several elders of the Fan family.

The people who lined up were all so frightened that their legs were weak. Some saw Fan Qiong and his party walking straight towards them, and they fought directly. When Patriarch Fan heard them, he walked towards them The girl in plain clothes and skirts bowed and said, "Fan Qiong from the Fan family invites distinguished guests into the residence."

Feng Duwu, who was thinking about something, didn't notice that Feng Wushuang was gone behind her. When the door opened majesticly, Fan Qiong walked towards her all the way, and then saw Feng Wushuang standing in front of the door and looking at her with a smile , can't help but helpless, but she plays a person who has something to do with Feng Duwu, so she has to have a different personality, so she curled her lips unhappily: "It's really annoying, I just want to line up and play around."

The originally delicate and pretty face coupled with the reproachful tone reveals the charming and naive posture of a young lady, which is easy to win the love of the public.

"Your honorable guest has a delicate body. Seeing that the sun is about to rise, what can you do if your skin and tender flesh are sunburned?" Fan Qiong's wife, Mrs. Mo, smiled kindly.

A cultivator, especially in the realm of Feng Duwu, is still afraid of the sun's exposure, but after hearing Mo's words, she quickly reached out and touched her face, watching the rising sun, widened her almond eyes: "Then... Let's go in then."

Fan Qiong and his wife looked at each other, and they moved out of the way: "Please, distinguished guest."

"Don't be an honored guest on the left, and an honored guest on the right. My surname is Luo." Feng Duwu gave Fan Qiong a dissatisfied look.

"Miss Luo, please." Fan Qiong was kind.

Feng Duwu showed a satisfied smile, walked towards Feng Wushuang step by step, stepped up the stairs and couldn't help but turned around and shouted to Fan Qiong: "By the way, I want that brand, and I also want to participate in the Chaohua Festival."

"This..." Fan Qiong originally thought that the eldest lady was just joining in the fun, but she didn't expect that what she really wanted was to participate in the Chaohua Festival, so she hesitated and didn't know how to decline.

Feng Duwu looked at Fan Qiong's faltering appearance, and her bright eyes widened: "Why, this lady is not qualified to participate?"

Where did Fan Qiong dare to say no, she could only coax softly: "Miss Luo, the Chaohua Festival is Xingyue's grand event, and people other than Xingyue have never been allowed to participate."

"Nonsense." Feng Duwu shouted coquettishly, "Second elder brother has already told me that he met Xingyao's acquaintance among the participants, are you fooling me, or you Cang Yun have already huddled together, my Canaan people are here You have become outsiders in your eyes?"

Feng Duwu's words made Fan Qiong sweat coldly, secretly thought that all the emotions were on his face, and the silly and innocent Miss Jiao was not so easy to fool.

Mo Shi hurriedly stepped forward and said to Feng Duwu: "Miss Luo is serious, my husband is worried that the status of the lady is noble, and attending such a banquet will damage your status, there is no other intention."

"I don't dislike your low status, what are you afraid of?" Feng Duwu looked at Mo Shi and Fan Qiong with a pure face again.

Veins twitched on the foreheads of the husband and wife, and they both wanted to cry, but the young lady's words were really hurtful.

"If Miss Luo insists on participating, I will deliver the badge to you later." Mo Shi had no choice but to nod. This Miss Jiao is a stubborn and difficult master.

Only then did Feng Duwu raise a happy smile in satisfaction, and swaggered into the gate of the Fan family with her hands behind her back, and went to the mansion of the Fan family. One after another, they reached out and rubbed their foreheads, and shouted unhappily: "Stop talking, my head hurts, I'm going to take a rest."

Seeing this, Mo Shi and Fan Qiong had no choice but to wave the rest of them away, and then Mo Shi took Feng Duwu to rest.

Seeing that Feng Duwu is such a scheming person from the city, the Mo family breathed a sigh of relief. After Mo settled down for Feng Duwu, he said to her husband: "This Luo girl came suddenly, husband, you'd better report it." After a while, that girl is very powerful, if she is really a good alchemist, she might not be able to explain what goes wrong when the time comes."

"What madam said is very true." Fan Qiong nodded again and again: "I'll report it right away."

Fan Qiong quietly left the main courtyard and walked towards the villa built on the back mountain. In front of the gate of her own villa, she lifted her robe and knelt down, and said in a loud voice: "I want to report to the emperor, I have something to see."

The thick stone door in front of him seemed to have colorful vitality flashing past, and then the closed door slowly opened, Fan Qiong got up, walked in humbly and respectfully with his head down.

In the yard, there is a peach blossom tree that has already bloomed. The peach blossoms are slowly flying in the wind. A man dressed in red like blood is standing under the peach blossom tree. His waterfall-like long hair is also lightly colored There was no blemish on his face, which was so gorgeous that countless women would be ashamed. He lifted his long and broad palm slightly, and two soft petals fell on his palm. His crimson eyes looked at the petals on his fingertips without any emotion.

The flowers fall with the wind, and the beauty is ashamed of the flowers.

As a man, Fan Qiong couldn't help being amazed when he saw Yan Ye like this, but he didn't dare to take a second look after seeing Yan Ye like this. He was afraid that after his self-control disappeared, he wouldn't be able to look away, so he lowered his head deeply.

"Let's talk." Yan Ye's voice was still blurred and intoxicating.

"There is still more than an hour before the Chaohua Conference will start. The woman whom the emperor wants his servants to pay attention to has not appeared, but there is a girl who came from Canaan. I guess that girl should have Yuanzong's cultivation level." Fan Fan Qiong told Yan Ye the matter in detail.

"The Canaan Luo family?" Yan Ye's bright red lips moved slightly, overflowing with words that seemed to be questions but not questions.

"It was brought by the second son of Xingyao Feng's family. The Feng family has some connections with the Luo family." Fan Qiong replied, "The second son of Feng treats Miss Luo meticulously. It should be the Canaan Luo family."

"Second Master Feng's surname is Feng?" Yan Ye caught this surname very keenly, "Is there a fifth lady in Feng's family?"

"Yes, she is the direct sister of the Second Young Master Feng." Fan Qiong didn't know why Yan Ye asked such a question, but she still answered respectfully.

"What's the name of Miss Feng Wu?" Yan Ye's eyes fell, and he looked at Fan Qiong lightly.

But Fan Qiong still felt that Yan Ye's tone was different from Cai Cai's casual tone, it seemed a little more serious, so he hurriedly replied: "The fifth girl of the Feng family seems to be called Feng Duwu."

"Feng Duwu?" Yan Ye's bright crimson eyes narrowed, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Feng Wu, Feng Duwu."

(End of this chapter)