In Prince Leng's residence, Yingwu also looked at Feng Cong Lin helplessly. Somehow, he fell in love with riding in recent days and had to ride wherever he went. Now even when she entered the palace, she had to ride a horse instead of a carriage. She had to take a carriage to look at the gifts. How could it make her a bodyguard take a carriage, but the dignified king went to ride a horse.

"You didn't listen to the king." How could shadow fog stop Feng's intention and always use this sentence to pressure her? If he weren't for the Lord, who could bear it.

Soon, Feng Jinlin drove his horse away. Yingwu stood in place and looked at the whereabouts of the horse. She got on the carriage with a cold face. There were gifts prepared by Feng Jinlin in the carriage. She still had to take care of it.

The sound of the horse's hooves came to my ears. Feng Jinlin just caught up with Feng shuocan's carriage at night, and quickly surpassed the carriage. She didn't slow down. She just thought that she should be in the carriage.

Soon he arrived at the gate of the palace. The handsome man dismounted on his side, handed the horse to the guard and entered the palace alone. He received the dinner earlier than Feng shuocan. The emperor said he needed to discuss something with him, so he went straight to the Yangxin hall after entering the palace.

Feng Zefeng took a look at the portrait on the case and turned to see father-in-law Hong next to him. "Do you think lin'er would like this kind of woman?"

This problem is difficult for father-in-law Hong, not to mention that he has defects. Even if he is a sound man, how can he understand Feng's orientation“ The servant dare not speculate on Lord Leng's mind, but Miss Liu is the first talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River. Her family is a big family in the whole East of the Yangtze River. Lord Leng has no reason not to like it. "

Whether from the outside or inside, Miss Liu is one of the best. The Liu family in Jiangdong, the Wu family in Jiangnan and the Li family in Hedong are all the most capable people. Among the three families, the Liu family occupies the first place, and the remaining two can't compare with one Liu family.

Therefore, the Liu family's willingness to marry their daughter into the royal family is not his only choice. After the war King's accident, both the major forces in the court and the vassal kings living far away in the fief were ready to move. It was wise for the Liu family to marry their daughter into the royal family.

Feng Zefeng didn't speak, but just looked at the woman in the painting. Of course, there was nothing to say about her beauty, not to mention her talent. Anyway, whether Feng Jinlin was satisfied or not, he would let him choose one between the princess of Zhulan country and the daughter of the Liu family.

"My son's courtiers paid homage to my father."

"OK, I came to you just to show you something." Then he asked someone to present the portrait to Feng Fulin.

I don't know what the emperor sells. Let him come early to enjoy the paintings? He took the scroll and unfolded it slowly. On it was a picture of a woman fluttering at a butterfly. This painting skill is very high. It depicts the woman's frown and smile, but it looks like she is only 12 or 13 years old. She is childish, but it matches the naive scene of fluttering butterflies.

"How?" Feng Zefeng looked at Feng's report carefully and thought he was interesting.

Feng Fenglin nodded, "I can see that the painter poured a lot of feelings into his painting. Father, you see that the butterflies in this painting are as real as flying out."

Seeing Feng's face seriously explaining, Feng Zefeng was half dead. "Let's see the people in the painting. What butterflies do you see."

"The woman in this painting is the eldest lady of the Liu family in Jiangdong. I intend to promise her to you. What do you think?" He simply pointed out what he meant with Feng Jinlin.

Promise him? Feng Baolin looked at the woman in the painting carefully, frowning tightly, "father, you can't make such a mess of mandarin duck spectrum. The woman in the painting is only in her thirties at most." He's going to run for 20. Let him start with a child, really?

He suspected that Feng Zefeng was too concerned about his previous habit of breaking his sleeves, so he would choose his concubine by any means, but it's too much to say.

"This painting was really made when Miss Liu was twelve or thirteen years old. She is now eighteen years old. However, after this time, she will not allow others to paint for her, so she can only show you this one." Feng Zefeng explained that he cared about his age, so he didn't worry.

Even if he was the same age, he didn't have the idea of marrying a concubine. He closed the painting and put it on the table. "Father, emperor, children and ministers really don't have the heart to choose a concubine. You don't have to rush like this."

Feng Zefeng felt that he was not enlightened. He brushed his sleeve and his face was all serious. "I'm not discussing with you today, but informing you that I must choose one of Princess yurao and the eldest miss of the Liu family, otherwise I'll send caner to rest in other places."

When he heard Feng shuocan, Feng Jinlin's eyes shook. He didn't know when Feng Zefeng learned about his thoughts on Su Xiaoyi. Now he threatened him with Feng shuocan, that is, indirectly threatening him with Su Xiaoyi. Let him know that if he does not obey, Su Xiaoyi will no longer appear in front of him.

Feng Zefeng certainly did what he said. After all, Feng shuocan has not held any position in the court. It's OK to be a fan away from the imperial city.

The hand behind him clenched tightly into a fist, looked at the closed picture on the table, and reluctantly said, "father, please let your son and Minister consider it."

"Three days." Feng Zefeng showed no mercy and only gave him three days to consider.

Under the vermilion city wall, Feng Jinlin was walking in a panic. Now he was going to the banquet hall. He came out of the heart nourishing hall. He kept walking and turned straight. He didn't know where he had wandered. Or shadow fog found him, he found himself so unconscious.

He was the last person to arrive. As soon as he entered the banquet hall, he saw Su Xiaoyi pouring tea for Feng shuocan. Today, she really looks like a princess. Yes, it's only a matter of time before she becomes Princess Feng shuocan.

Su Xiaoyi found that Feng Jinlin was looking at her. She looked up and smiled back at him. She couldn't be black. So many people were looking at her.

Feng Baolin staggers Su Xiaoyi's smile and walks to his seat. He can't be so obsessed with Su Xiaoyi anymore. He should learn to control himself, both people and heart.

Just numb yourself with one cup of wine after another. Before the party officially started, Feng Benlin had already drunk half a pot of wine. Of course, Su Xiaoyi saw it in her eyes. If she drank like this, she would get drunk. Forget it. Whatever he did, she'd better focus on her own business.

After looking around in the banquet hall, there were all familiar faces. The prince, the ten princes, the thirteen princes, and Feng Jinlin, but there was no prince 15. It seems that he is too young to be included in the princess's husband selection range.

Everyone present knows that today's banquet is not only a welcome banquet, but also a husband selection meeting for Princess Zhu LAN.

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