concubine ghost doctor

Chapter 540 Su Ranchen's Marriage
Compared with those official ladies, noble ladies and noble young masters, the expressions on the faces of those officials who were in the court were much more tense, and they glanced at the people who had already sat down in their seats. The envoys from other foreign countries, these civil and military officials are all very depressed. The prince has not been found yet. If these people talk about the prince's affairs at the banquet later, maybe they will make some troubles. Fenglan country.

Compared with the repression of the civil and military officials, those envoys from other countries who had already sat in their seats under the leadership of the maid looked more and more cheerful at the empty crown prince above.

"The second prince is here! The fourth prince is here!"

The sharp voice of the eunuch father-in-law sounded outside the imperial garden.

The two men who came into the imperial garden from the path were both about sixteen or seventeen years old. The man on the left had dark red long hair, untied and loose behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin, thick and thick. Under the heroic eyebrows are a pair of unusually cold eyes full of murderous intentions, even between the eyebrows there is a strong evil spirit, he is wearing a black python robe, he is tall and has a cold appearance Like a sculptor carving an axe, his whole body exudes a strong evil spirit and oppressive atmosphere. This is Feng Zijin, the second prince of Fenglan Kingdom. He is famous in the mainland for his cruel nature. King Jin's hair was black like ordinary people's when he was a child, but in the end he killed too many people, and his hands were stained with too much blood, so even his hair, which was originally as black as ink, turned dark red like blood.

Many people present did not dare to look directly at Feng Zijin, for fear of offending him, so they all turned their eyes to the man next to him, the Fourth Prince Feng Yixiu.

The man on the right is wearing a blue gown that looks like a mountain daisy. The bright and gorgeous tribute satin reflects a faint halo under the light. He gives off the feeling of a scholarly Confucian scholar

It's just a pretty face, but it's abnormally pale. You can vaguely see the blue meridians on his face, and even his lips are the same color as his pale face. The Feng family's royal genes are super good, Several princes have inherited Feng Tianming's narrow and charming Fengdan eyes. After noticing everyone's vision, Feng Yuxiu smiled at everyone gently, with a kind of spring warmth, and the smile was not long enough. Hey, the spring that everyone imagined has not yet come, this Feng Xiuxiu immediately stretched out his hand to his lips uncontrollably and coughed a few times in a low voice, his slender figure was like a small bamboo pole, shaking like a drunk It seemed that as long as there was a gust of wind, the Fourth Prince, who had been weak and sickly since he was a child, would be blown away by the wind without the force of the wind.

Feng Yanxiu coughed, it seemed endless, the coughing became more and more serious, Xiaoshen's body swayed, and the ministers next to him felt panic, fearing that the fourth prince couldn't stand it and fell down .

While the envoys from other countries on the seats looked at Feng Xixiu, the gloating in their eyes became more intense, wishing that Feng Xixiu would just collapse and get sick, they wanted to see if Feng Lan, who had lost the crown prince and died the fourth prince, was still alive. What to call the king.

But this God obviously didn't hear the longing and calling in the hearts of the envoys. When Feng Yuxiu coughed, the maid beside him quickly took out the pill from her bosom and stuffed it into Feng Yuxiu's lips. He also quickly went to the table and took a glass cup, poured some tea into it for Feng Yuxiu to drink.

(End of this chapter)