Illegitimate Daughter to Be Noble Consort

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE YOU WANT TO KILL ME?

The horse carriage travelled through a quiet street. Suddenly, a corner of the carriage's curtain was lifted by an invisible wind. In front of Leng Feishuang, the incomparably handsome face of Feng Xiao Yi appeared.

Leng Feishuang jumped in shock and instinctively leaned back, looking at Feng Xiao Yi as if he was looking at a ghost, "Why are you here?"

Feng Xiao Yi stood up and sat in front of Leng Feishuang, his face full of injuries. "Shuang'er, I rushed over to see you as soon as I finished my work."

Leng Feishuang shivered. She really couldn't understand what this Feng Xiao Yi wanted to do. "I understand. I'll ask you to leave right now, okay?"

Feng Xiao Yi didn't seem to hear what she said. He sized up Leng Fei Shuang and said, "Shuang`er, you are so beautiful today." At least in his eyes, she was much more beautiful than those women.

The corner of Leng Fei's mouth twitched, he did not want to bother with him anymore, so he tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes to take a nap.

When Feng Xiao saw this, he shook his head helplessly. He didn't seem to do anything to her, right? She didn't have a good impression of him, but he had patience.

Leng Feishuang felt that they had arrived at the Prime Minister's Estate very quickly. She didn't know if it was because the carriage was too comfortable, but when she opened her eyes once more, there was no sign of Feng Xiao Yi.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it and quickly got off the carriage. Leng Feishuang continued to walk towards the side door, but who would have thought that the waiter would refuse to open the door for Leng Fei and would not dare to let Princess Wushuang, who was in the middle of the court, through the side door.

Leng Fei laughed, and could not help but exclaim in his heart at the speed at which the news spread. How long has it been since even the servants in the mansion knew about this, so they quickly walked in through the door.

Passing by the main hall, Leng Feishuang was surprised to find that the hall was filled with people. The ones in the lead were Leng Chengmin and Fang Shuwan, and below them was Leng Hanyi and Leng Feixue.

Leng Wufei took a glance and immediately wanted to circle around to return to his courtyard, but when he had just taken two steps, Leng Cheng's voice could be heard from within.

"Leng Fei Duo, do you have such an attitude towards your father?" Leng Cheng Ren asked in an extremely loud voice. Leng Fei Duo, who was standing outside, picked his ears and walked in.

"What, has the Prime Minister come looking for me for something?" Leng Feishuang spoke indifferently, his expression not one of fear, but rather a bit of ridicule.

Leng Cheng slammed his hands on the table, glared at Leng Feidi and said, "Speak, when did you meet the Ninth Prince?"

Leng Feishuang was somewhat impatient, "I don't think I need to explain this to the Prime Minister."

Wuu ~, Fourth Sister, why did you do this to me? What happened tonight was all part of your plan, right? I didn't expect you to be so scheming, Fourth Sister.

Leng Fei looked at the ceiling. Suddenly, she smiled and asked her how could this family be so interesting. She had nothing to say to that.

"It's getting late. Rather than pestering us here, why don't you all hurry up and prepare a dowry for Second Sister?" Leng Fei said as they walked outside.

Just as Leng Feishuang was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly felt a dangerous sense of oppression from his back. He subconsciously dodged to the side.

Leng Cheng missed a hit with either of his palms, and looked at Leng Feishuang in shock. Although he was a scholar, his cultivation was still at the high level among Orange Rank, but Leng Feishuang was actually able to dodge a trash like him unscathed.

Leng Wufei squinted his eyes dangerously, and looked at Leng Chengming coldly, "You want to kill me?"

"I am going to kill you myself for giving birth to such a vicious daughter like you." At this moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten that the person before their eyes had just been bestowed the title of 'Peerless Princess' by the Emperor.

At this moment, Leng Fei's heart felt an indescribable pain. She knew that this was the remnant consciousness of the original owner, and couldn't help but feel a chill in the heart for the original owner.

Step by step, he walked towards Leng Chengmin and said, "I am malicious, I am vicious if I do not take the place of Leng and Yi marriages? "Is it evil not to be manipulated by you?"

Leng Chengren subconsciously took two steps back, his heart was shocked by the powerful aura emitted by Leng Feishuang, and he could not refute what she had said. Although he did not want to admit it, Leng Feishuang's current value was to replace He Yi.

"Unfilial son, do you know what you're talking about?" Leng ChengRen glared at Leng Feishuang, raising his hands in an attempt to give Leng Feishuang another slap.

Leng Fei slightly tilted his body to the side, dodging the palm, and placed one hand on Leng Chengren's wrist. He then pinched his acupuncture points, throwing him away.

The door was flung open and with a thud, Fang Shuwan, who was sitting on top of the door watching the scene, ran over to support Leng Chengsheng. "Master, how are you doing?"

Leng Chengren raised his hand to indicate that he was fine, but the hand that was hanging down was trembling.