Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

Chapter 26: No car to sit in?

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Emperor Dali thought it was a good deal to be able to take back the iron certificate of alchemy that was above the imperial power with this trivial matter, and he happily approved it.

No matter how unhappy the prince was, an iron certificate from the elixir would still hold him down and he would not be able to stand up.

When Feng Xingying walked out of the palace, it was raining lightly outside, as if it was going to wash away all the sins in the world.

Feng Xingying's heart also became clear.

Divorcing the prince, although she lost her only gold medal to avoid death, allowed her to gain freedom.

The Feng family's carriage whizzed past Feng Xingying. The owner of the family, Feng Tianhao, opened the curtain and glanced at Feng Xingying with a cold face. His eyes were as cold as ice. He pretended not to see her and continued to move forward.

Feng Xingying didn't speak, but quietly replied with a mocking smile.

Feng Tianhao felt inexplicably upset and kept urging the driver to speed up.

After all, she, Feng Xingying, was also the eldest daughter of the Feng family, the eldest daughter of the Feng family. He didn't even stop the carriage

The Feng family's title came from her father, Feng Tianyi, and several of the Feng family's pharmacies and properties came from her mother's dowry.

In the final analysis, the original Feng family was just a small and unpopular family. Now, apart from the appearance, it is still the same at heart.

The most ridiculous thing is that the huge Feng family actually places all its hopes on her third sister Feng Yuexian who has good qualifications.

As for Feng Yuexian, it is clear that he only cares about His Highness the Crown Prince.

Feng Xingying didn't take it seriously and stood quietly by the official road in front of the palace, like a beautiful iris that was still blooming despite the wind and rain.

Nangong Chu rode a snow-white unicorn horse and stopped gracefully in front of Feng Xingying: "Miss Feng family, are you planning to walk back home? Do you want to take you alone?"

Not seeing the expectation in Feng Xingying's eyes, Nangong Chu's face turned cold and he continued: "It's a pity that I have to go to Tongtian Tower to pick up Xian'er, so we can't see her off. She'd better walk back by herself."

"Ah… "

Feng Xingying smiled mockingly, his eyes full of pity.

Nangong Chu hated Feng Xingying’s look the most! He slapped the one-legged horse hatefully and walked away from Feng Xingying.

If it weren't for the palace gate avenue being made of bluestone and spotless, Feng Xingying would probably have dust all over his face at this moment.

Feng Xingying still had a calm expression on his face, obviously not caring about Nangong Chu's childish behavior at all.

Because he doesn't deserve it!

"Sister, get in my carriage." Prince Ping Ping Nangong Zhuo drove over and made a special detour to stop in front of Feng Xingying.

Although he is young, he is already seriously dressed in royal robes and a jade crown, looking like a young adult.

"Okay." Feng Xingying stretched out his hand, and the smile on his face naturally bloomed, like the pure white moonlight rising in the dark night.

At this moment, a pair of big hands wrapped around Feng Xingying's slender waist and forcibly picked her up.

Feng Xingying raised his eyebrows and met a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This person is naturally the Cold King Qin Molin.

"Put me down." Feng Xingying lowered his voice.

She has just divorced the crown prince, but she is the talk queen of the entire Dali Kingdom. If she is seen riding with His Royal Highness King Leng again, she will probably be drowned in saliva.

Although Feng Xingying didn't care about rumors, she was afraid of trouble.

A useless Prince Charming has already brought her too much trouble. She finally got rid of this big trouble. If something happened with the more troublesome Prince Leng, she would probably have enough to deal with her love rival.

However, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Qin Molin's lips, and he breathed into Feng Xingying's ear in a playful manner: "If you can, just scream, and just say that I have molested you. I don't mind."

"Scoundrel!" Feng Xingying really had nothing to do with him.