The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Father seemed really disappointed with them.

Father is giving up on them!

The three brothers were dressed in mourning clothes, and Feng Zhengxi held Bai Mingzhu's tablet in his arms.

Brothers Feng Zhengnan and Feng Zhengbei followed him on the left and right, and the three brothers exchanged glances in a tacit understanding.

Feng Zhengbei: Second brother, what should I do?

Feng Zhengnan: Second brother, my father must have been really hurt. From now on, will we really... have nothing to do with the Luo'an Palace?

Feng Zhengxi: I know! I do not want this!

The three brothers exchanged glances, but couldn't come up with any results.

But when Bai Chengyu, who was accompanying him, saw it, his eyes were instantly filled with disappointment and contempt.

No matter how much my sister gives birth to, what's the use?

None of them are useful!

The only heir apparent... died suddenly when he was lifted out of the prison!

What's the use of keeping such a useless heir?

Is it because he is afraid that his family fortune will be lost sooner and his mansion will be wiped out sooner?

Although Bai Chengyu was disappointed and contemptuous of his three nephews, they were now a family.

His sister's body was finally found in their county prince's palace. Although it was suspicious everywhere, in the face of real evidence, he could not question King Luo'an at all.

What's more... As a man, he deeply sympathized with King Luoan's experience.

I am especially ashamed of what my sister did.

After word spread about her sister's affair with the Marquis of Yongning, the reputation of the female family members of the county and prince's palace plummeted.

Even married women are often divorced by their husbands' families for various reasons.

More often than not, the engagement of the female family members who had already decided to get married was annulled.

The prince's palace was ridiculed by everyone in the capital.

The female family members in the mansion suffered greatly!

Some people are even ashamed to know the female relatives of the county prince!

Even if he wanted to sternly question where his sister's actions put the county palace, Mingzhu was already dead. What could he do with more dissatisfaction and anger?

I can only hold it in!

At this moment, I saw that the three nephews still had illusions about King Luo An, and I wished I could go over there and crack their heads open to see if they were filled with water.

Bai Chengyu coughed and signaled the three nephews to continue walking forward.

Don't delay the burial.

Feng Zhengbei suddenly lowered his voice and asked Bai Chengyu.

"Uncle, our father really treats us..."

The veins on Bai Chengyu's forehead throbbed wildly.

"Chen Zhengbei, why do you have the shame to call King Luo'an father again? If you still want some dignity, just move forward openly and avoid making a bigger joke, making the prince's palace and yourselves laugh. Maggots have taken root in the pile!”

The surname of Yongning Marquis is Chen, and his name is Chen An.

When the four Feng Zhengdong brothers were in the Baijun Prince's Mansion, everyone called them the Second Young Master Chen, the Third Young Master, and the Fourth Young Master Chen.

However, because Bai Mingzhu died and Yongninghou's mansion was besieged, His Majesty has not yet issued an order on how to deal with Yongninghou, so they still have the surname Feng to the outside world.

Hearing the words "Chen Zhengbei", Feng Zhengbei was in a trance for a moment.

"Uncle, my surname is still Feng."

Changed his surname to Chen.

But he is no longer a direct relative of the royal family.

Moreover, His Majesty's attitude towards the Yongning Hou Mansion is unclear now. Even if his biological father has a gold medal to avoid death, he cannot protect the entire Hou Mansion.

When Bai Chengyu heard his nephew's words, he was so angry that his facial features almost twisted.

"Chen Zhengbei! If you are still a man, stand up and recognize the reality!"

King Luo'an has been humiliated to this point.

What?

Do the nephews still want to eat both ends?

How shameless is this?

Do not!

How shameless is this?

The three nephews could disgrace this man, but the Baijun Palace could not afford to disgrace him!

He, Bai Chengyu, couldn't afford to lose this person!

Bai Chengyu scolded sharply.

"Chen Zhengbei! In front of everyone, do you still want to call Prince Luo'an father? If so, why did you protect your biological father, Marquis Yongning, at the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Feng Zhengbei explained.

"Uncle, I... we were really worried that something would happen to our father, so we... temporarily forgot about my father... King Luo'an."

Bai Chengyu was furious.

I wish I could beat this cartilage thing to death with a stick!

"Human unconscious behavior is the most real thought! So Chen Zhengbei, you brothers chose Yongning Hou at the same time! Then straighten your back and don't give..."

He wanted to say that your mother was a disgrace, but when he thought of what his sister Bai Mingzhu had done, he choked.

His sister is embarrassing enough!

However, Feng Zheng Bei still looked at him curiously.

"Uncle, don't give me anything?"

Bai Chengyu couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him on the calf.

"Stand still! Send your mother on her last journey!"

"Also, if you don't want your mother to be in peace for the rest of her life, then keep your mouth shut from now on!"

Feng Zhengbei's eyes were full of grievance and anger.

Feng Zhengxi and Feng Zhengnan lowered their eyes to look at the road. Bai Chengyu couldn't see what they were thinking, but he could also guess it.

The mud that cannot hold up the wall may have the same thoughts as Chen Zhengbei.

Bai Chengyu's face turned several shades darker.

Bai Chengyu thought that his voice was low, and there was still some distance from Feng Qingjiang and others, so Feng Qingjiang and others must not be able to hear their conversation.

But... Bai Chengyu didn't know that Yan Bao not only saw clearly, but also heard every word.

Yan Bao hugged Feng Qingjiang's neck and repeated the conversation between Bai Chengyu and Feng Zhengbei to Feng Qingjiang word for word.

After finishing speaking, Yan Bao suddenly asked Feng Qingjiang curiously.

"Uncle Emperor, if they want to continue to be your son, do you still want it?"

Feng Qingjiang's mouth twitched wildly.

He looked at the three barbecued bastards getting closer and closer to him in disbelief.

"Are they crazy or am I crazy?"

Yan Bao blinked and touched Feng Qingjiang's forehead.

"Uncle Emperor, if you don't have a fever, you must not be crazy."

Feng Qingjiang: "..."

Feng Qingjiang was amused by Yan Bao's little actions.

"Yes! Uncle Huang is not crazy! So, they are the ones who are crazy and dreaming about the Spring and Autumn Dream!"

He has raised children for Marquis Yongning for ten or twenty years, but he still thinks he is not green enough?

How heartless is he?

Yan Bao nodded very seriously.

The little guy thought about it for a while, and then asked Feng Qingjiang in a sweet voice.

He looked very worried, as if he was afraid that Feng Qingjiang would be tricked again.

"Uncle Emperor, you trust Yan Bao. Yan Bao feels that even if they call you your father, they are not sincere to you! They..."

Having said this, Yan Bao looked carefully at the three brothers Feng Zheng, Xifeng Zhengnan and Feng Zhengbei.

"Their breath is very dirty, and their eyes...want too much!"

Feng Qingjiang felt sour in his heart after listening to Yan Bao's words and looking at the little guy's concerned and alert eyes.

After the sourness, I felt filled with warmth.

That kind of warmth...he hadn't felt it for many years.

Probably when he was still ignorant, the imperial brother had given him such warmth.

Feng Qingjiang glanced at the crowds of people on both sides of the street.

They all came to see him having fun!

In this case, let’s make it more lively!

It's like boiling water mixed with scalding hot oil.

The pot is boiling!

Feng Qingjiang glanced at the guards in the crowd.

The guards understood this and took the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd, bringing the two women and four maids who took care of Qi Sanniang and the two guards who had lost their martial arts to the front of the funeral procession, blocking their way. road.

Princess Qi of Baijun, who was walking in the procession of female relatives, felt cold all over when she saw those slaves.