phoenix maiden

Chapter 42 The Feast of Heroes 2
In Yunbo City, some people's outlook on life is as follows——

First, it is only natural that one's own family has a lot of money, and it is only natural that irrelevant other people's families are unlucky every day.

Second, our family will never send charcoal in the snow, and we will not add icing on the cake. We will enthusiastically send a piece of ice when other people's homes are in trouble.

Wei Qing, the head of the Wei family, and Meng Ying, the head of the Meng family, are one of these people. They think Feng Lan is stupid to death...

Since Feng Lan, you have spent money to invite your master to come and join us, then the master will wait to see how your Feng family finishes playing, and give you an extra piece of ice at the right time...

"The president of the mercenary club, Mo, has reached—"

"The head of the Fenglan clan of the Feng family has arrived—"

"If the young master arrives—"

"The young master of the Mo family in the imperial capital has arrived——"

"Master Ziyan, the young master of the Ouyang family in the imperial capital, has arrived—"

Nalanheng, the steward of Zuixianju, shouted repeatedly.

In an instant, there was no sound in the huge banquet hall, and all eyes turned to the entrance.

President Mo, who was dressed in a khaki robe with dark patterns, led the way, stroking his beard with a smile, followed by Feng Lan, who was dressed in a dark red robe.

Afterwards, why would the lazy and arrogant Mr. Yunruo in the green shirt hold a woman in white by the arm?
Even Mr. Liufeng and Mr. Ziyan, who are famous all over the imperial capital, looked at the woman kindly!

"Hang Bo, who is that woman? What qualifications does she have to come here?" Meng Youlan, the eldest daughter of the Meng family, and Wei Yexin, the second daughter of the Wei family, ran to Nalan Heng together, whispering complained.

Nalan Heng casually glanced at the two of them, snorted softly, stepped away, walked to Feng's table, and discussed something with Feng Lan in a low voice.

Meng Youlan and Wei Yexin were not reconciled to being left out in the cold. They were spoiled by the family since they were young. The four princes of the imperial capital bumped into three of them today. How could such a good opportunity be let go because of a woman with an unfamiliar face!
"Hey, this is the feast of heroes, who are you?" Meng Youlan walked to the seats of the three young masters and asked the woman in white coldly.

The three sons headed by Nalan Ruo turned a blind eye to Meng Youlan, and looked at the woman in white lazily together.

"Feng Jiafeng Jiushang!" The woman in white was playing with her teacup, and her voice was as sweet as spring water stirring stones.

Feng Jiushang usually likes to be quiet, and she is used to living in secluded places. Occasionally, she will change her appearance when she goes shopping alone. It is normal that Meng Youlan doesn't know her.

"Haha, it turned out to be the famous waste material vase in Yunbo City..." Wei Yexin laughed mockingly, shaking her head back and forth.

"I'm so overwhelmed, it's not as good as your brothers and sisters... who are famous..." Feng Jiushang said indifferently, his eyes were as calm as a pool of water.

The three young masters glanced at Wei Yexin lightly, with a detached and cold smile on their lips.

The scandal of the Wei brothers and sisters is known to everyone in Yunbo City...

Wei Yexin's face flushed with embarrassment in an instant, and she raised her voice, "Feng-Jiu-Shang, do you dare to fight me?"

Feng Jiushang took half a sip of tea, covered her lips and smiled, glanced at the three young masters, and said in a cowardly voice, "Brother Ruo, Brother Liufeng, Brother Ziyan, it's so noisy..."

As the words fell, Ouyang Ziyan stood up abruptly, "I'm not good at cultivation—the early stage of the spiritual stage of the Lingyuan realm, do you still want to fight?"

"Yexin, don't be rude... I'm sorry, the three young masters!" Wei Qing has been watching coldly, wanting to see Feng Jiushang embarrassing and embarrassing, seeing Meng Youlan slipping away and her daughter in trouble, so she pretended to play a long story. Those who are kind.

The four of them sipped their tea, treating Wei's father and daughter as air.

　Friends, hold a show, collect one...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)