Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 219 Reputation is Stinner Than Shit

Feng Yuanche tightened his grip on the door frame, but this time he didn't deny it any more fiercely, "I'm afraid I won't be able to give her what she wants."

There was a dark color in his eyes, but he left without staying too long.

Three days later, when night fell, sedan chairs and carriages were parked at the gate of the palace, and noble ladies entered Hong'an Gate one after another.

With Hua Fu's support, Feng Nuanyang got out of the carriage, handed in the invitation card, revealed his identity, and was led into the palace by a special palace attendant.

Following the sound of Princess Changle's arrival, surprised and disdainful eyes gathered from all around, Feng Nuanyang took a deep breath, but his heart was very calm, and he walked in slowly.

There are two places for the cleansing banquet. The main venue is hosted by the emperor there, while the women's side is hosted by the concubine Xian. Feng Nuanyang was led to Zhongcui Palace, where two banquets were already filled, with seats from high to bottom. Feng Nuanyang is the emperor's only niece, this time the invitation post specifically stated Princess Changle, so naturally she sat at the front.

As soon as she was seated, her eyes shot over all around. Feng Nuanyang in the past liked all kinds of gorgeous colors, no matter what she wore on her body or on her head, or the makeup on her face, she was always domineering and gaudy to the extreme. So when Feng Nuan just came in, except for a few noble girls behind him, few people recognized him.

Her facial features are good, she just put on a light makeup today, and the clothes were specially made by Feng Yuanche for the embroidered girl. Her decent behavior also makes people look completely new. Naturally, no one will contact her with the former Feng Nuanyang together.

It's just that when she sat down, the surroundings became quiet, with amazing gazes, contemptuous gazes, and unbelievable gazes...

"Look, is that Princess Changle Feng Nuanyang?"

"Today is the lord's cleansing feast, why is she here? I'm not afraid of embarrassment!"

"That's right, you can do such despicable things as child prostitution by raising noodles. If it weren't for the niece of the Holy Majesty, she would have been immersed in a pigpen long ago..."

"I really don't want to be in the same place with her, and I don't know if she has any disease after playing with so many men?"

……

In an instant, noisy discussions spread out, and sharp scrutinizing eyes focused on Feng Nuanyang, revealing disgust and disgust.

"Miss..." Hua Fu stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for Feng Nuanyang, with a worried expression on her face, she could feel the hostile eyes around her.

"Don't worry about these, they don't dare to do anything!" The mouths grow on them, and they can say whatever they like. Do people outside talk less?

Feng Nuanyang hooked the corners of his mouth, took a sip of the tea he was handed over, and looked at the tender green leaves floating inside, "It's indeed the tea from the palace, it tastes good."

Her voice was quite loud, and the noble ladies nearby could hear them clearly, and most of them had sneers in their eyes.

Suddenly someone called out: "Cui Yunling is here..."

Feng Nuanyang paused while holding the teacup, and looked towards the door. Her body was pure white, her jet-black hair was lightly tied into a bun, with Jin Buyao on her head, and the bells jingled as she approached. .

Cui Yunling is the number one talented woman in Fengyuan. She is both beautiful and talented. She is a rare beauty. If Feng Nuanyang is a stone in a latrine, she is a cloud in the sky.

"Not as good-looking as Miss," Hua Fu muttered in a low voice, her eyes filled with resentment, she has served Miss for so long, she knows what kind of person Miss is, and the rumors outside are not true at all.

(End of this chapter)