A look of fear flashed deep in Mu Chenxiao's eyes: "But anyone who has been there will see some strange things, so..."

"What strange thing?" Feng Qingcheng's heart trembled inexplicably.

"I don't know, Shuzong said that the other party seemed to be a taboo about this and did not dare to say it deeply. Even if he tempted money, the other party would firmly keep silent..."

"No..." Feng Qingcheng frowned and said, "I remember that although it was a cave, it looked clean and refreshing, not like it was a long time without anyone to live in..."

Mu Chenxiao suddenly curled his lips and smiled evilly, and whispered in Feng Qingcheng's ear with his head held high, which made her look a little embarrassed.

"Is this possible... Is it okay?"

...

At the banquet prepared by the palace for the envoys of Beiyuan, many ladies and sons from the officials were waving and dressed in beautiful clothes, chattering and chatting.

Mu Chenxiao was surrounded by the king and a group of ministers, smiling and making witty comments. He seemed to be a friend of many years, and kept talking nonstop.

Compared to his repeated words, Feng Qingcheng seemed much more low-key, sitting alone in the corner, saying something to Hailan.

Hailan's eyes passed behind Feng Qingcheng, and suddenly froze a little, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "Miss..."

"Yeah, isn't this the Regent Princess of Beiyuan? Why are you sitting here alone? Why? Are you not with the Regent?"

Feng Qingcheng curled his lips and smiled faintly, and took the teacup in his hand as if he had not heard of it.

She knew that this voice was the gentle gentle one who deserved to be beaten.

Hailan took a cold look and said, "What? Is this your Canglan's hospitality rule? Is it so unethical?"

"Hailan..." Feng Qingcheng suddenly said lazyly: "You are not educated, why are you not educated? You are so unruly?"

"yes……"

"Feng Qingcheng..." Gentle gritting his teeth and slapped the table beside Feng Qingcheng, "Don't think that in such an occasion, you can do anything else to me..."

"Green Rou... Don't think that in such an occasion, I dare not do anything to you..." Feng Qingcheng raised his lips and sneered, and made a cold curve: "If you mess with me, you will be polite to you..."

"You dare..."

"Bang..." Feng Qingcheng also slapped the table, "You try..."

What is completely different from the gentle momentum is that the gentle slap is like raindrops in the sea, without any ripples.

Feng Qingcheng's palm made a harsh sound like a storm.

Just as the sound of a bang, the table shattered with a "slam".

The gentle "ah" who originally used the opportunity to support her body screamed and fell to the ground in a mess, and her gorgeous dress was stained by tea.

Feng Qingcheng dodged to one side when the table was shattered, and looked at Qingrou with a smile on the corner of her lips and was helped up by the maids with a very ugly face.

"Miss Qingrou, this is my gift to you. If the gift is heavy, please take more responsibility..."
Chapter completed!