Illegitimate Daughter to Be Noble Consort

When Leng Fei walked out of the house, Wang Ma felt that her eyes had blurred. Was this still that ugly and dark Fourth Miss, how did she become so beautiful?

"You're not going?" At this time, Leng Feishuang had already looked outside the courtyard. However, seeing Wang Ma standing dumbly in the courtyard, he turned his head and asked. "Heng, look at how blind Big Sis is is." Leng Feishuang thought in his heart.

Wang Ma came back to her senses and couldn't help but to hate Leng Feishuang in her heart. If Second and Third Miss were to see Fourth Miss like this later, it would be terrible. She would discover that Fourth Miss was not under her control at all.

Both of them had their own thoughts as they walked out of the residence. There were two carriages, the one in front was large and luxurious, the one in the back was small and crude, while the one in the back was simple and crude. Leng Fei raised her eyebrows.

Wang Ma saw that the two of them hadn't even seen Fourth Miss yet, so she got into the carriage herself, and let out a sigh of relief, "Master, Fourth Miss has already gotten on the carriage. We can set off now," she said respectfully to the carriage in front.

A grunt came from the carriage and the two carriages left. Leng Fei put her hands on her head and looked at the weapon on her wrist and the dagger on her waist. She was confident that she would not be at peace tonight.

The carriage finally came to a stop after traveling for a long time. Leng Feishuang could faintly hear the voices outside. He seemed to have arrived and jumped off the carriage.

Indeed, in front of them was the incredibly tall and mighty entrance to the palace. Two rows of armored soldiers stood at the entrance, while Leng Chengren, Fang Shuwan and her so-called second and third elder sisters stood at the front.

Looking at the clothes of Leng Hanyi and Leng Feixue, he sneered and brought her those clothes. He wanted to embarrass her at the banquet, so he walked over with a smile.

Leng Hanyi's expression slightly changed when she saw Leng Fei Shuang, but it was quickly covered up by her. She wore a gentle look, while Leng Feixue's eyes were almost popping out from their sockets. Damned Wang Ma, why didn't Leng Fei Shuang wear that dress?

And when Leng Chengren saw Leng Feishuang, he could not help but think of that white figure, which was also Leng Feishuang's mother. The Leng Feishuang today looked very much like the person he could not forget.

Seeing Leng Chengren's expression, Fang Shuwan knew that he must have thought of that bitch again. Looking at Leng Fei, a vicious glint flashed across his eyes.

These people's gazes were all caught by Leng Feishuang's unwavering gaze as he smiled coldly in his heart, walking over. "Many thanks to the prime minister for still remembering me!"

"Hmph, if it wasn't for second sister pleading with father, how would you have the chance to attend the welcome banquet held by the Emperor for the Holy Lord today?" Leng Feixue mocked.

Leng Fei's eyes flashed with a strange light. So this was the overbearing Holy Lord that was pressuring her on the street. Hehe, then she would have a good look at just who this Holy Lord was.

"Alright, let's go in," Leng Chengren said impatiently, before heading in with Fang Shuwan.

After that, Leng Feixue glared at Leng Feixue and also pulled Leng Wuyi in. Leng Feixue looked indifferent as he walked in by himself.

After entering the palace, Leng Feishuang discovered that she initially thought the Prime Minister's mansion was luxurious enough, but compared to this place, it was incomparable. She could be seen busy everywhere with smiles on her face, showing just how honorable the arrival of the Saint Lord was.

Leng Feishuang felt as if he had walked for a very long time before he finally arrived at the palace where the banquet was being held. It was also the palace of the emperor's dynasty. The fact that the banquet was being held here was sufficient to show the importance that the emperor placed on that saint.

Leng Wufei looked at the huge signboard in the palace, the 'Hall of Ming', and walked in, the seats inside were all arranged according to the size of the official grade, Leng Chengen was the prime minister and naturally placed in the middle, and above him were a few princes and princesses, and so on.

Leng Fei rubbed her nose. It was clear that Leng Chengren did not have a seat for her. She did not want to sit with them, so she found a vacant seat where no one could sit at last.

By this time, most of the officials in the hall had already arrived, leaving behind the Saint Lord, the Emperor, and the princes. Leng Feibiang knew that the main figures were the last to appear, only then would they show their importance.

At this time, a weak beauty standing opposite Leng Fei Duo caught his attention. She was eating a fruit while watching him.

Opposite her, there was a girl wearing a white dress who was currently surrounded by two women with thick makeup. It was obvious that she was mocking and ridiculing the sickly beauty, who just silently listened without retorting or saying anything.

From her clothes, Leng Feishuang didn't seem like an ordinary young lady of the Shangguan family. How could she be sitting at the last row? It was probably because she didn't want to cross paths with people who looked down on others like her.

At this moment, something blocked their line of sight. Leng Fei frowned as he raised his head to see that it was Lin Feixue. "Excuse me, may I trouble you to step aside and block my view?"