I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 345 The little prince wants to hold high 18

The sun is fine today.

Outside Qiuquan Palace, there is a small pavilion located next to the small pool of Qiushui Palace.

There is a bit of cold air in the Tan, and there are a few clear lotus plants growing, which are a bit dull in color, but it does not have a special flavor in this kind of weather.

Feng Rang sat in the small pavilion.

The palace people next to him knew that he didn't like outsiders dangling in front of his eyes, so they just waited outside, not daring to pass by.

Only Liyu was left by Fengrang's side.

The brazier was also lit in the pavilion, although it was not very useful in such an open-air environment, but it more or less offset the cold air coming from the small pool.

Feng Rang sat there with his eyes downcast. He had been well nursed these days, and his breath became more and more cold and noble, just like the lotus in this Tan.

Li Yu offered hot tea at the side, seeing her highness not moving at all, she couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips, and said carefully, "Your Highness, the prime minister hasn't come back today."

Feng Rang frowned slightly when he heard the words, and waved his hand slightly, signaling him not to mention Tang Zhou again.

This period of time was enough for him to calm down from that daze.

Think about what Tang Zhou meant.

Maybe it's just fun to tease him?

Want to see how he should deal with himself when he is on the cusp?

Otherwise, there would be no news after three days like that.

Moreover, there were rumors outside the palace in the past that the Tang family's prostitute was idle and full of bad tastes, so the Tang family dared to sever ties with Tang Zhou so easily when she was in contact with Feng Sheng.

So much so that I regret it now. I heard that when Tang Zhou was here a few days ago, the Tang family sent people many times to please Tang Zhou and asked Tang Zhou to go back to the Tang family to have a look. I didn't see any face.

The people in the palace were still trembling, but Feng Rang could still clearly feel that some people had become tired these days, as if a sword hanging above their heads had disappeared and he was relieved.

People really couldn't see what Tang Zhou wanted to do.

So during this period of time, he was just doing what he did before, and he ignored the unnecessary fawning.

He pursed his lips, thinking about it.

He heard Li Yu's gasp coming from his ear, and then he took a step back respectfully, his voice deliberately louder, also reminding Feng Rang, "His Sixth Highness is well."

Feng Rang turned his head, and saw a well-dressed young man proudly raising his chin, followed by four or five palace servants walking towards him arrogantly.

"Seventh brother."

Feng Qing spoke softly.

His voice was soft and soft, and he was dressed like a rich flower in the world, and he had always been the representative of the so-called prince outside.

His attire and appearance once attracted everyone to follow suit.

He himself is beautiful.

Because they are about the same age as Feng Rang, they were often compared a long time ago.

It wasn't until Feng made something happen at his father's house that the voice stopped.

But it doesn't prevent Feng Qing from hating this younger brother, and likes to fight for him in everything.

"Your Highness Sixth."

Feng Rang spoke in a low voice, well behaved without any emotion, while standing up, looking at him so lightly with her cold peach blossom eyes.

It is this look of indifference to the world that is the most annoying.

The smile on Feng Qing's face twisted for a moment.

In the end, he still couldn't keep the smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)