Hearing this, the seven middle-aged men looked at Fengjiu. If the palace invites her, will she go
Feng Jiu raised her lips slightly and looked at the housekeeper: "Is he still outside?"
"No, the message has been passed back." The butler said respectfully.
"Okay, that's enough, go and get busy!" She nodded and motioned for him to leave.
"Yes." The butler responded and then walked out.
"Miss, are you going to the banquet?" one of them asked, looking a little serious. I'm afraid this banquet was specially arranged for her.
"I'm busy! I don't have time to attend the banquet." She brushed her skirt and stood up. Seeing that the seven of them all looked serious, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, nothing serious will happen."
As soon as she finished speaking, she headed towards the main courtyard, intending to visit her father so that he wouldn't worry after hearing the news.
In the palace, Murong Yixuan came to his father's palace with an ugly face. As soon as he entered, he asked: "Father, are you planning to use Qingge to arrange a marriage? The people in Feng Mansion have already expressed their attitude towards this marriage. They will not marry Qingge to Prince Qingteng as a concubine. Didn't you tell him the truth?"
Murong Bo flew into a rage upon hearing his interrogative tone. He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "How dare you! How dare you talk to your father like that? You are really losing your manners!"
However, Murong Yixuan was not afraid of his anger at all. His eyes sank slightly, and his usually gentle and elegant face was now filled with anger: "Father should know that I like her, but Father still made such a decision. I really want to ask, does Father treat me as his son?"
Looking at his son who was not afraid of his majesty, Murong Bo took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and said calmly: "You have already called off the engagement with him, and she has nothing to do with you anymore. What's more, if she liked you, she would not have called off the engagement with you. Now, why bother with the affairs of the Feng Mansion!"
"You have to know that if she becomes the concubine of Prince Qingteng, not only can she stabilize their now shaky Feng Mansion, but she can also help us climb up to the strong support of Qingteng Country. What reason do you have to stop such a good thing that kills two birds with one stone?"
He paused and glanced at him: "What's more, Prince Qingteng has taken a fancy to her, can you stop him? You should know that in this world, the strong are respected and strength determines everything. Although you are the pride of my Yao Ri country, you are only limited to Yao Ri country. In front of the prince of a sixth-class powerful country, you can't protect her!"
Hearing this straightforward and ruthless fact, his face turned pale and his hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists. Although he was angry, he had to admit that he could not protect her!
If he could protect her, her father wouldn't have been assassinated and seriously injured and unconscious!
If he could protect her, she would not be forced into marriage by his father and asked to marry Prince Qingteng as a concubine!
If he could protect her, she would not have been ordered by his father to dress up and accompany Prince Qingteng!
Strength! All this is because he is not strong enough!
If he had great strength, who would dare to treat the person he loved like this? He had never realized the importance of strength like today! And he had never been so eager to have great strength as at this moment!