Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Prince Fei Hang's eyes widened: "What's going on?"

"I met a flock of birds, but I saved my life." Zhan Beixiao looked cold.

Fei Chong on the side was obviously regretful.

Zhan Beixiao took this scene into his eyes and pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

King Fei Hang was worried about Zhan Beixiao's health, so he hurriedly called a doctor to check him up, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no serious problem.

After a simple reminiscence, King Fei Hang said in a deep voice: "Bring her some other day, I want to meet the person you like, is she the same as your mother—"

Speaking of his late wife, Prince Fei Hang was obviously a little depressed.

Zhan Beixiao flashed a bit of ridicule at the moment, he couldn't protect her back then, but now he misses her, what's the point?
"I see."

King Fei Hang was in poor health, and after chatting for a short time, he was taken back to his room by Steward Fei to rest.

In the royal family, Fei Chong has a much higher right to speak than Fei Hang. Although Fei Hang is a prince, he is in poor health, and Fei Chong handles most of the affairs under his command.

The family is also waiting for Fei Chong to take over.

Unexpectedly, a Zhan Beixiao appeared on the way.

As soon as Fei Hang left, Fei Chong immediately looked at Zhan Beixiao: "I heard that that girl is the granddaughter of the Mo family in the imperial capital?"

"Yes."

Zhan Beixiao raised his hand, and Qi Bei who was beside him immediately poured tea for him, and handed it over carefully.

Holding the teacup, he rubbed it carefully, the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and the steam was dense, covering the flash of disgust in the man's eyes.

"The Mo family can be regarded as a wealthy family. Now that they are backed by the Gong family, they should not be underestimated."

Fei Chong didn't expect that Zhan Beixiao's wife was still a powerful person.

If it is an ordinary family, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But everyone from a wealthy family has a deep background. If Zhan Beixiao is determined to compete with them for the reserve position, they have little chance of winning.

Unless, they can find a family marriage with a deeper background.

Fei Chong looked at Zhan Beixiao with a smile, as if he was looking at his deeply affectionate nephew: "Since you are back, you should come to Wangjue's Palace more often to accompany your father. It has been very difficult for him these years."

These words were particularly meaningful, and Zhan Beixiao's eyes flashed a little dark.

"I try my best."

"Second brother, why don't you come back to see more, he doesn't show up sooner or later, but he shows up when elder brother is seriously ill, maybe he came back to snatch the crown prince!"

The luxuriously dressed lady couldn't sit still, and sneered again and again.

"This is Mrs. Hua Rong, and also your aunt." Fei Chong introduced intimately.

Zhan Beixiao knew that Mrs. Huarong was the most beloved princess of the royal family before she got married. After marriage, the sons and daughters she gave birth to were very competitive, so she had a lot of say in the royal family.

According to the information provided by Cen Si, Mrs. Hua Rong is very dissatisfied with Gu Mian.

There are many secrets.

There are even data showing that Mrs. Huarong made harsh words many times back then, wanting to make Gu Mian die twice.

Zhan Beixiao smiled instead of anger: "Don't worry, Mrs. Huarong, even if the position of crown prince is not mine, it will not belong to your two sons. According to the law, I am the first in line of succession. As for you, you can only It's number three."

Mrs. Hua Rong's face turned blue with anger when her thoughts were exposed.

Fei Chong on the side raised his eyebrows. He was right to underestimate Zhan Beixiao.

How can someone who can make a living in the imperial capital and north of Beijing be an ordinary person?

Zhan Beixiao stayed in Wangjue's palace, had dinner, went upstairs again, met Wangjue, and then left.

After he left.

Wang Jue looked at his back and sighed: "He's still blaming me."

Steward Fei cared to protect Wang Jue: "Wang Jue, what happened back then is no wonder to you. It is normal for the Duke to be unhappy for a while. After all, he has been away for 30 years, and it cannot be reconciled in a day or two."

King Feihang knew this truth, coughed a few times, his face turned pale.

"I know I can't be in a hurry, but I can't hold it anymore. Everyone in the royal family is coveting the position of crown prince. How can I not be in a hurry?"

Prince Fei Hang was unwilling to leave his position to Fei Chong.

He wanted to leave it to his own son.

"His wife, what kind of person is she?"

"Young Madam is kind, extremely capable, and from a superior background, and she was the one who turned the tide and saved everyone in this air crash."

Butler Fei had a very good impression of Bai Yangyang, and his boasting was even more extravagant.

King Feihang was quite satisfied when he heard this: "You can make arrangements, find a chance, and let me meet her."

"Don't let her know who I am."

Butler Fei nodded: "Yes."

……

Zhan Beixiao left the Wangjue's Palace, and just walked out of the gate when a black Bentley galloped towards him.

The black car stopped.

The door is open.

Fei Li led Bo Qing out of the car slowly.

"Long time no see, Lord Zhan."

After Fei Li returned to Hwaseong, it can be regarded as a change of appearance.

The previous half-length hair was cut, revealing a flirtatious and flirtatious face, and there is a mole at the end of the eyes, which reveals a bit of flirtatiousness that cannot be concealed.

White shirt, black trousers, sharp and serious.

It is completely different from the casual laziness before.

Bo Qing was as noble and glamorous as ever, she shook off Fei Li's hand and walked in front of Zhan Beixiao.

"I heard that you were in an air crash, were you not injured?"

"No."

After Zhan Beixiao got in touch with Bo Qing, he still had some friendship with her.

A smooth cooperation is a good thing for both of them, and he doesn't want to cut off their friendship because of Fei Li.

"That's good."

Bo Qing has a lot to say, and wants to remind Zhan Beixiao to take precautions, but he hasn't said anything yet.

Fei Li, who was thrown away, came over and held her waist intimately, but his words were somewhat sullen: "Qingqing, you are mine, why do you have such a good relationship with him?"

Seeing Bo Qing's concern for Zhan Beixiao, Fei Li gritted his teeth angrily.

In the past, Bo Qing only had him in his eyes, and all good things belonged to him.

But now, Bo Qing began to care about others.

He watched Bao Qing's indifference day by day, and inexplicably felt an illusion that he was about to lose control——

It was as if Bo Qing would not belong to him soon.

He frantically wanted to leave traces on Bo Qing and swear his sovereignty, but Bo Qing didn't respond.

Bo Qing frowned in disgust.

Zhan Beixiao turned and left.

After he left, Bo Qing pushed Fei Li away, "Fei Li, am I not even qualified to talk to my friends?"

Fei Li was stabbed by her eyes: "You know very well that Zhan Beixiao and I are enemies."

Knowing that they are from different camps, but still getting so close to him, she is deliberately taking revenge on him.

Bo Qing sneered: "Don't forget, I am a partner with him, and before that, I didn't know your identity at all, Fei Li, you have my handle in your hand, you want me to stay, I I promise you, but if you interfere with my friendship and disrespect my friends, I don't mind fighting with you!"

Fei Li's face turned pale, and he watched Bo Qing get into the car.

"I think your parents don't like me, so I won't go in, you go in."

Fei Li pursed his lips, ordered the bodyguards to keep an eye on Bo Qing, and then walked into the palace.

Just getting started, Fei Chong picked up his teacup and threw it straight at Fei Li with a cold expression: "Explain what you did in Beijing North."

He didn't object to Fei Li targeting Zhan Beixiao, what he objected to was being caught.

Fei Li pursed his lips: "Father, it's my fault. I will be more careful in the future."

Duke Fei Chong sneered, seeing no one behind him: "Didn't the woman you raised in Beijing come with you?"

"She is not raised by me, but my wife." Fei Li retorted.

"Your wife?"

Duke Fei Chong frowned: "Divorce immediately, I have already planned it, you have to find a strong backer to marry, so as to have a better chance of winning."