Golden Age Legitimate Fei

285. Customer-to-guest relationship

Liu Guifei’s face suddenly became ugly and ugly, although she did not know what the so-called Qingfeng Pavilion was, but it did not prevent her from understanding the meaning of the words. She actually compared her to those hunger and slutty sluts! How dare she? !

"Ye! You are this..."

Liu Guifei’s words have not been finished yet, only the white people who have been smothered with blood stains immediately flew out. Directly knocked out of the hall and fell outside the door on the bluestone floor in the garden outside the door. This time, there is no slightest mercy, Liu Guifei fell to the ground and knocked out a lot of sound. The guards guarding the door looked at the nose and nose, but couldn’t help but feel sour. What they just heard is the sound of a fracture?

As soon as he landed, Liu Guizhen made a spurt of blood. The original cold eyes were staring at the white man who walked from inside, as if he had never known this person.

Mo Xiuzhen walked up to her, and looked down at the woman on the ground, but there was no half-filfing pity and moving in her eyes.

"Who is your courage to marry her?" The ink-speaking slang is like ice, and it falls on Liu Guifei's body to make her feel sore.

"墨修尧...你好狠!" Liu Guiqiang stood up with one hand and the other hand fell aside. Obviously, the arm that had just hit the ground and let her hit the ground first broke. . Ink repaired a slight frown, and looked at the woman who was full of hate in front of her eyes. She thought it was ridiculous. "Do you think that you helped the king once or twice, will the king be especially good to you? Even letting you humiliate the king's wife?" "Ding Wangfu does not owe her. In the past, Liu Guifei helped him well, but Ding Wangfu also returned her. It can only be said that it is necessary to take it. It’s hard to laugh at this thing.

"That woman... that woman is so important to you? For her... you would rather give up even if the northern blockbuster is at your fingertips?" Liu Guizhen asked, struggling.

Ink repaired and sneered: "Don't Aria say it is not clear enough? What's more... For her not to say anything that hasn't been done yet, even if it is the whole world, the king can give up."

"You?!" Liu Guizhen stared at the white man in front of him. Ink 尧 尧 , , , , , , , 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨

"Yes, Wang Ye." The guards waiting for the command did not dare to delay, and quickly came forward to pull Liu Guifei to go outside. Liu Guizhen was severely injured and was clamped. He could only move back and hate and stare at the ink repair curse: "Ink repair, you will regret it!" Liu Guizhen was dragged to the outside of the palace, and he was thrown out unceremoniously. Falling on the ground under the steps outside the palace, a heavy collision made her suffocate and apparently injured again. The people who followed her to settle the palace quickly rushed up to want to help her. A few people are making a lot of troubles, and they can’t help but anger and scream: "Go to the palace!"

Everyone was shocked, I really don't understand. How did the noble lady go to a certain palace and it hurt like this. Fortunately, Wangfu is located in the land where the Chu and Wang grand aristocrats live. At this time, there are no pedestrians on the street. Otherwise, the royal face will be lost.

It’s hard, Liu Guifei struggled to stand up from the ground but it was a glimpse. Not far from the corner, a 12-year-old Jinyi teenager looked at her face silently.

"The maiden, is the king of Qin..." The palace lady around me whispered.

"The emperor..." Liu Guizhen whispered.

Qin Wang silently watched Liu Guifei for a while, turned and disappeared into the corner of the street. Liu Guifei’s look at the empty streets is fascinating, and an inexplicable uneasiness spreads quietly in his heart.

Ding Wang Fu Li

Feng Huaiting and the Queen saw the appearance of Feng Zhiyao, but no one asked. Seeing the atmosphere is a bit weird, Ye Liu had to ask himself: "Feng three, isn't it?" Feng Zhiyao is almost grateful to see Ye Li smiled: "Thank you for your concern, a little skin injury is not a big problem."

Next to it, Feng Huaiting and the Queen were secretly relieved.

Ink repaired and sat on one side, casually tapping the armrest of the chair with his fingers. Looking at Feng Zhiyao like a smile: "Feng San, do you have anything to say?"

Feng Zhiyao suddenly slammed his face and bitterly said: "Let the lord punish."

"Very good." Ink repaired and smiled, "Since you confessed, then... How about going to Qin Feng to receive punishment? In recent months, Wang did not want to see you." Feng Zhiyao some eyes widened unexpectedly. For a moment, I couldn’t understand what Wang’s idea was. Going to Qin Feng, why are you punished? Qin Feng does not seem to have this function? The most important thing is, did Murray have been willing to enslave him for a few months?

His accident was seen in the eyes of two other unsuspecting people, but the punishment for ink repair was very strict. The face is a bit hard to look at. For a long while, Feng Zhiyao took some orders from the ink repairing sputum. "Subordinate to obey." No matter how much ink repairs want to toss him, it is not as good as facing it.

"Wang Ye..." Both figures sounded at the same time. Feng Huaiting and the Queen couldn't help but look at each other. Finally, Feng Huaiting said: "Wang Ye, this time is because of the old age, but also ask the prince to look at the old thin face and open one side."

Feng Zhiyao had some unexpected look at Feng Huaiting, whose face was calm and his brow was slightly wrinkled. Obviously, I did not think that Feng Huaiting would plead for him.

Ink repaired a faint road: "Feng Laojiao said that the matter is where Feng San is out of the blame of Feng Lao. What's more, the king has always been rewarded and punished. Feng San has caused such a big thing if it is not punished how to serve the public? "Feng Huai Ting himself is also a high-ranking person, and naturally knows the importance of reward and punishment. However, the words behind the ink repairs made his heart sink. "Reassured... The king will leave him a life."

"Wang Ye... This is not too heavy." Apparently, there was a serious disagreement between the understanding of Mo Xiu and Feng Huaiting. Ink repaired never thought about the life of the phoenix, and naturally left him a life. And Feng Huaiting thinks that one of the ink repairs is just a matter of staying alive.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Huaiting said: "Wang Ye, no matter how Feng Xiaoyao is the oldest son, now he made a mistake and should be punished by me."

Ink repaired his eyebrows and looked at Feng Huaiting: "This king remembers that Feng Jia has already driven Feng San out of the house."

"The name on the genealogy has not been removed." Feng Huaiting firmly said. As long as there is the name of Feng Zhiyao on the genealogy, Feng Zhiyao will always be the descendant of the Feng family.

Ink has been indulging for a moment, shaking his head and saying: "It still doesn't work. Feng Zhiyao has been in the middle of his life and has been responsible for his actions. What's more, this time is a matter of business, not a family. Naturally, it must be disposed of by the king. Third, what can you say?"

Feng Zhiyao was already stunned when Feng Huaiting pleaded for him. Where can he say anything? He shook his head. In the mood of ink repair, I looked back at Feng Huaiting. "You see, Feng San himself has no opinion."

Feng Huaiting bit his teeth and said: "It is the old and the dead child is not square. The old man is willing to accept punishment for him, and also ask the king to complete."

Ink repaired and determined to look at Feng Huaiting, faintly said: "Feng lord can think clearly. Ding Wangfu's penalty is very strict, let alone Feng Lao, you are so old and frail, that is, those who have undergone special training There are also a few young people. If you are punished, you have to double it."

Feng Huaiting firmly said: "Do not teach, the father has passed. This is the old deserved. Please Wang Yecheng."

The smile on the face of ink repair is more pleasant. "Feng San, what do you say?"

Feng Zhiyao finally came back to God, frowning coldly: "When one person does something, who wants him to be punished? This son has nothing to do with him!"

Ink repaired and looked at Feng Huaiting, "Feng lord, you look at..." Ye Zi on the side pulled his sleeve and secretly indicated that he could stop. Feng Huaiting took a look at Feng Zhiyao and said to Mo Xiu: "As long as he is still surnamed Feng in one day, he will not be able to take the lead. Please enlighten Wang."

"Good!" Ink repaired back and gave Ye Liu a reassuring smile. "Come on! Bring the phoenix master and punished."

"Wang Ye!" Feng Zhiqi's jumping feet. Of course, he knows that Mo Xiuzhen can't really put him to death, but those who may have punishment for him are not a big deal. It doesn't mean that he can get a good old man who is nearly sixty years old.

The guards outside the door have come in and rushed to Feng Huaiting. Feng Zhiyao is going to chase the door outside, and a strong wind passes by. Feng Zhiyao only feels that his leg is bent and numb to the ground, and he can only watch Feng Yinting being taken away.

"What run? The king hasn't settled with you yet." Mo Xiu smiled and looked at the phoenix of a leg on the ground and smiled. Feng Zhiyao bitterly said: "Wang Ye, the old man is almost sixty years old. You don't really want to kill him?"

Ink repaired him with a look: "I killed him not exactly what you meant? You don't hate him for hating to die?"

Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth. "He is my sister!" Even if he is not happy, the old man is not eccentric, he can't really want him to die.

"This king remembers that someone just told me that it doesn't matter to him, is this awkward again?"

"Wang Ye..." Feng Zhiyao was anxious to cry, only hope that the brothers underneath did not start so fast. According to the unlucky speed of Liu Guifei, I might have finished the execution after a while. "Wang, I am wrong. What do you want? How can I sell you to death?"

Ink repaired disdain: "You were going to give me a life to die."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let you go with us to the northwest."

"Don't ask... ah?" Feng Zhiyao was dumbfounded. Why didn't he know when Murray saw him?

“Disagree?” Ink repaired his eyes in danger.

"Agree! Agree!" Feng Zhiyao nodded again and again, "but... I am afraid I will not agree."

Ink repaired the leisurely clap and smiled: "This is not the matter of the king. Ah, you can tell him that he does not agree with the king and kill you. Go..." waved, ink repair satisfied The phoenix was sent away. Seeing the side of the glass and the emperor masking the lips, Feng Zhiyao realized that he was being played.

Helpless, pulling his head, Feng Zhiyao went out to find him. There was a clear and pleasant voice behind the ink repairs. "After all, you remember to go to the study and finish the business that has accumulated over the past few days. What you said, sell your life to death..."

Feng Zhiyao's foot is soft. He is a pig brain...

With a smile watching Feng Zhiyao leave, Ye Liu looked at Mo Xiufu helplessly: "Why do you tease him like this?" Mo Xiu snorted and said: "To tease him? The king did not tease him. These few If he didn’t help his feet, he couldn’t help him!

Ye Li shook his head and asked: "Do you think Feng Zhiyao persuaded the phoenix master?"

To be honest, Feng Huaiting’s genius for doing business is really what they need now. Whether it is Han Mingxi or Leng Yuyu, in this respect, it is not a long-term talent. Leng Yuyu’s management of the industry under the Wang’s house is not a problem, but it is a bit stretched to afford the economy of the entire northwest and even larger places. What's more, Leng Yuyu himself was born in the door. In the past few years, in order to make the Wangfu government a quiet businessman, it is a bit wronged. This time he was sent to the Bauhinia Pass, Ye Li knew that Mo Xiu was afraid that he was already looking for a replacement for him. However, I will find Feng Huaiting or make Ye Liu somewhat surprised.

Ink repaired his eyebrows: "Unless he doesn't want the life of the phoenix."

Ye Liu shook his head, and some did not look good: "He can only be a phoenix of a phoenix, and the other side is still two scorpions and a phoenix family. The weight of a person away from Feng Xiao is not enough."

Ink repair said: "It depends on whether Feng Huaiting is a real businessman. Merchants, not enough vision is not enough. If so, don't worry."

The Queen looked at the two and whispered softly: "Wang Ye is very hard to see for the sake of his subordinates. If Feng Jia is following you, he will certainly not suffer."

Mo Xiu looked at her and said, "So what about China?"

The Queen stunned and shook his head helplessly: "Huajia... I can't do the Lord." She is enough to know her father, even if Dachu really wants to perish, he will not leave a big step. For the rest of my life, for the sake of this country, these older generations are actually more important than their own lives. It is impossible to convince them to leave.

Mo Xiuzhen is obviously enough to understand Hua Guogong and nodded: "This king will not reluctantly make a decision."

"Thank you, repair." The Queen smiled.

Ink repaired a faint smile.

In Li Wangfu, Mo Jingli, who had just gotten the whole Fengjia, was quite in the study room and looked at the books that Fengjia had just sent. The lips evoke a cold smile, even if the ink of the Jing Jing prayed to break all his plans? He is still alive, and Mo Jingqi is already dead. Only living people can see the end of the future, and only living people can do everything. Mo Jingqi hopes that Mo Xiu can clean up the mess for him. Unfortunately, Mo Xiu has no interest in these. What's more, with his current strength, even if it is hard to deal with the ink repair, there may not be a fight. Just... I thought of the Zijingguan, which was still glued in the battle, and Mo Jingli snorted, and I still couldn’t provoke ink repair.

"Wang Ye, Liu Guifei is coming." Outside the door, the butler sue.

Mo Jingli’s dissatisfied sorrowful eyebrows: “What is she doing?” Although he is not afraid of any gossip now, Liu Guifei is still the widow of his emperor, and what is the slogan of the emperor’s bones? What's more, Mo Jingli has always been too pleasing to see Liu Guifei, and it is naturally unhappy to hear her rushing to the door.

"Liu Guizhen seems to have been seriously injured, saying that he must see the prince." The housekeeper cautiously screamed.

Mo Jingli said coldly: "Would you like to ask the palace to ask for it?" He stood up without a good breath and said: "Take her to the flower hall, and the king will go."

When Mo Jingli stepped into the flower hall and saw the miserable feelings of Liu Guifei, he could not help but be surprised. The **** stains on the white robe can be seen at a glance. In some places, even the clothes were broken, and the pale blood on the pale face and the unnaturally hanging right hand. "What is going on?" Mo Jingli's dissatisfied silence. Liu Guifei’s appearance came to his house, and it was a storm.

Liu Guifei looked up at him and sneered aloud: "What else is going on? You are not clear? Ink repairs made it."

Mo Jingli carefully looked at Liu Guifei, only to find that this woman seems to have become somewhat different. Originally, the ink repair was brought up. Whenever the woman had an obsessive and admirable color in her eyes, now she is biting her teeth. Although the depths of the eyes are still inevitable with some infatuation, but Mo Jingli believes that at this time, Liu Guizhen’s heart, the hatred of ink repair is definitely more than love.

Mo Jingli sat down opposite her and said indifferently: "I have warned you long ago, don't try to provoke ink repair. Now you should understand it? In this life, besides Ye Liu, which woman is passionate about? Even if it’s a drunken butterfly... isn’t it still in the hands of ink repair?”

"Don't compare that woman to the palace!" Liu Guifei disgusted.

Mo Jingli licked his mouth and said in his heart: "Do you think that you are better than Sue Drunk?" I was too lazy to pay attention to her thoughts. Mo Jingli asked impatiently: "At this time, you don't go to Liujia to run to the palace." What are you doing here?" Liu Guiyu coveted, faintly said: "Liu Jia? Ha ha... My father told me earlier that I intend to assign my little niece to Li Wang. Li Wang is good for blessing. My little niece is the bean fragrant, It is also considered to be one of the best women in Beijing."

Mo Jingli frowned, and soon understood the meaning of Liu Guifei and what Liu Jia played. Staring at Liu Guiwei: "What do you want to do?"

Liu Guizhen smiled and said: "I know that you want Liu family to support you, but you don't want to be restrained by Liu Jia. I can help you, get the whole Liu Jia... I don't have to marry Liu Jia."

"What are the conditions?" Mo Jingli asked crisply and neatly, Liu Guizhen naturally could not help him for no reason. Liu Guizhen smiled and said: "Li Wang is really refreshing. The condition is... I want you to help me kill Ye Li!"

Mo Jingli stunned, coveted: "Hilled Yeli? I am crazy? Killing Yeli will attract ink repair. What kind of revenge can bear?" At the beginning of the glaze, always repair, ink repair It’s just a matter of ruining and breaking the big Chu’s large piece of land in the northwest of Dachu, and it’s almost a big mistake. After so many years, Mo Jingli can certainly find some things of the year. At that time, after the fall of the glaze, the body of the ink repairing was very bad. If it wasn’t, it would only be feared that the ink repairing would dare to attack the big Chu. Not to mention that the two have a child now, and the feelings must be even more so.

Liu Guizhen sneered: "Is the strength of the king of Lebanon still used to fear the king's palace? As long as there is the power of the Liu family, at least half of the people in the court will support you, and then you can wait for the throne to be bright and honest..."

"Stupid woman." Mo Jingli is unceremonious. The Mohist army may not have been so terrible, but now the situation between the countries seems to be calm and real. And Da Chu is already facing the attack of the North, as long as the Mo Jiajun is intervening in the big Chu is the enemy on both sides, Beibei will certainly benefit from it. Now Dachu is offended by ink repairs.

"Do you really agree?" Liu Guiyan said: "So your son still wants?"

In the eyes of Mo Jingli, there was a sigh of anger, and it quickly went down again. "Change a condition. You can't do it without killing the glass. If you don't say anything else, Yeli himself is also a master of the first class, and he is still following the secret. Kirin. If you kill her so easily, would you come back to find this king?"

Liu Guizhen bit his teeth and meditated for a moment: "Kill the son of Ye Liu!"

“Why?” Mo Jingli asked with a frown.

"I want her to be born better than death!" Liu Guifei's beautiful face is like a devil. "I want her to lose the most important person. I want her to live in the pain of dying heart and night forever and forever."

Silence for a moment in the hall, Mo Jingli said: "I refuse."

"You!" Liu Guifei glared at Mo Jingli, and Mo Jingli smiled coldly: "Don't think that every time this trick is useful, until now the king has not seen my son with a glance. The king said... dare to lie I, I want you to be born to die!" Liu Guifei's body trembled slightly, and the pain that she had tried to ignore was so faint that she couldn't help but scream.

With a pale face, Liu Guifei stood up and said: "Since you don't believe in this palace, there is nothing to talk about. The palace is leaving."

Mo Jingli stared at her: "No matter what you want to do, you don't want to move the glass."

Liu Guifei raised his eyebrows with amazement. He looked back and looked at Mo Jingli’s half-way: “Don’t move the glass? It seems that Li Wang refused to promise me not because he was jealous of the king, but... really missed the woman of Ye Liu. Ah? It’s really rare... Does Li Wang actually miss a woman she doesn’t want? Or is it that men are so embarrassed that they can’t get the best?!”

Mo Jingli sneered with a cold smile. "Without your management, you will not be willing to take a look at it if you send it to your door."

"You...hey!" Liu Guizhen gritted his teeth and went away. Her heart is arrogant, and she has countless thoughts and calculations, but she does not know that the really unfortunate thing is still behind her.