In the private room of Fengming Manor, all the people who came to buy Beiqingyun Brocade were women. The appearance of Feng Xin and Dao Nu, especially when Feng Xin went there, the eyes of those ladies and wives would all drop.
His eyes were like fine black jade, his hair was tied up casually, and his lavender brocade robe with cloud pattern made him look like a prince. Just standing there, he was like the early spring cherry blossoms blooming in full bloom throughout the spring.
Especially Hong Yuying, her face was completely red at the moment.
Hong Mingyue, on the other hand, was looking at Feng Xin with appraising eyes.
With Hong Mingyue's intelligence, she couldn't guess the identity of the person for a while.
When Ye Lingyue saw Feng Xin, she was about to speak, but she saw Feng Xin blinking quickly at her, which meant to tell Ye Lingyue to keep silent.
"Shopkeeper, if I want that much?" Feng Xin pointed to the pieces of cloth that Hong Yuying was holding in her hands.
Feng Wang wants her cloth
Hong Yuying quickly glanced at the cloth in her hand. She didn't like these cloths much at first, but she snatched them because she wanted to anger Ye Lingyue and her sisters. If King Feng wanted it, she would be willing to give it to him up.
But the shopkeeper didn't know what Hong Yuying was thinking. He said that Hong Mingyue picked the cloth first in order to curry favor with Hong Mingyue.
"My lord, this piece of cloth was first taken by Princess Mingyue of the Hong Mansion. The rules of Fengming Village are..."
The shopkeeper was afraid that Feng Xin would not know the identities of Hong Mingyue and Hong Yuying, so he hurriedly reminded them.
"Sword slave." Feng Xin gave an order.
Dao Nuo made a noise, took out a token, and waved it in front of the shopkeeper of Fengmingzhuang.
It was a jade tablet with the word "Phoenix" engraved on it.
As soon as the shopkeeper saw the token, his old face suddenly changed.
"My lord, this old slave has eyes that don't know Mount Tai. Please be an old slave. I didn't say anything just now. Those who have Feng Ling can give priority to choosing all the cloth in Fengming Manor." The shopkeeper said apologetically. Looking at Hong Mingyue, she cupped her hands.
Hong Mingyue changed her face slightly, while Hong Yuying stared at Feng Xin in a nympho, and the cloth in her hand was automatically delivered to Feng Xin.
Feng Xin didn't thank her, and completely regarded her as air.
"Sister, since it's Fengming Village's rules, let's sell the shopkeeper to save face. We don't want these horses anymore, and pick a few new ones." Hong Mingyue frowned, and gave Hong Yuying, who was still in a nympho, a look.
Only then did Hong Yuying reluctantly withdraw her gaze from Feng Xin's face.
The sisters picked some of the horses they had picked earlier.
"I've taken a fancy to those horses."
Feng Xin said lightly.
"I've taken a fancy to those horses."
"..."
"I've taken a fancy to those few pieces."
Along the way, every time the two young ladies of the Hong Mansion came back to see what cloth they liked, Feng Xin would always say something lightly. Afterwards, the shopkeeper of Fengming Manor could only wipe off his sweat while taking advice from the Hong family sisters. Under the nose, take the cloth away.
The sword slaves behind Feng Xin also had more and more cloth in their hands, and at the end, the sword slaves said helplessly.
"Grandpa, I can't take it anymore."
That's right, the sword slave who is as strong as an ox and looks like a stone pier is already full of Beiqingyun brocade of various colors in his arms.
At this time, even a fool could see that Feng Xin didn't come to buy cloth at all, he just came to make things difficult for the Hong family sisters.
On Hong Mingyue's pretty face, the smile changed from presence to absence, and in the end, the smile had completely froze.
"Sister, he is the Phoenix King of Beiqing." Hong Yuying reminded Hong Mingyue in a low voice.
Hong Mingyue snorted, his face covered with dark clouds.
She is not stupid, just now when Feng Xin took out the piece of Feng Xin, she had roughly guessed Feng Xin's identity.
The Feng Ling of the Feng Mansion is extremely honorable. In the entire continent, only shops with the imprint of the word "Feng", no matter how big or small, are the properties of the North Qingfeng Mansion.
Fengming Manor was originally one of Feng Mansion's properties in Da Xia. It was a coincidence that Feng Xin came to Feng Ming Manor today, he came to inspect Feng Manor's properties.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he heard that the two ladies from the Lan Mansion and the lady from the Hong Mansion were in the private room and had a quarrel.
"Feng Wang, what do you mean by that?"
Hong Mingyue is from the Sansheng Valley, and her awareness of imperial power is weaker than that of ordinary people.
She had also heard about this Feng Wang, who said he was a gentle person who ignored worldly affairs, but when she saw it today, she didn't see a gentle personality, but it was true that she was aggressive.
"Nothing interesting, just tell Princess Mingyue, 'Status and status are not the same, even if you want to choose cloth, this king will choose first, and it will be your turn to choose the rest'." Feng Xin said leisurely.
He is the prince of Beiqing, although he has no real power, but because of the huge business empire established by the Fengfu, he is the king who calls the wind and rain in the mall.
No one can crowd out his women on his territory!
Anger suddenly appeared in Hong Mingyue's eyes.
Hong Yuying bit her lips tightly in grievance, and felt even more uncomfortable like a cat scratching her heart.
Feng Wang, he was venting his anger for Ye Lingyue and Lan Caier, why, Feng Wang vented his anger for them.
These words were obviously said by Hong Yuying when she humiliated Ye Lingyue and Lan Caier earlier.
"Mingyue will remember what Feng Wang said today." Hong Mingyue glanced at the knife slave, and stopped picking any cloth, pulled Hong Yuying and walked away.
Ye Lingyue and Lan Caier on the side were stunned.
It wasn't until the two people from the Hong Mansion had disappeared that Lan Caier breathed a sigh of relief like a dream.
"Lingyue, pinch me quickly, I'm not dreaming, am I. Those two grass chickens in Hong's house got mad and left?"
As soon as Lan Caier finished speaking, Ye Lingyue pinched her hard, causing Lan Caier to jump up in pain.
"My dear mother, it hurts, it's true. Haha, Feng Wang, you are my idol, slap, slap, you beat the face well. You actually pissed off the little genius of Hong's mansion with just a few words It's gone." Lan Cai'er is now completely in awe of Feng Xin.
Hong Mingyue of the Hong Mansion is famous for being young and mature, and she is calm about changes.
Unexpectedly, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, and she would be so angry by Feng Xin that she has nothing to say.
"Miss Lan, what are you talking about? Feng Xin can't understand, I'm just here to buy cloth." Feng Xin smiled brightly, her eyes were beating mischievously.
"Feng Wang, don't pretend, I know you feel sorry for my family Lingyue being bullied. Otherwise, why are you buying so much cloth? Don't say, you are a big man, you want to wear this kind of powder, Red cloth."
Lan Cai'er murmured in her heart, she didn't realize until today that her baby sister and Feng Xin are simply a match made in heaven.
Both of them have two great characteristics, that is, sullenness and black belly, they are simply a match made in heaven.