Murong Bo looked at the people who were hurrying over. His eyes darkened when he saw that Feng Qingge was not behind them. Without waiting for them to get closer, he asked, "Didn't you bring Miss Feng Mansion here?"
The guards knelt on one knee and said in fear: "Please forgive me, my lord. I will go to the Feng Mansion to pick up Miss Feng, but, but..."
The leading guard didn't dare to raise his head, his voice was hesitant, and he didn't dare to say the rest of the words.
Murong Bo took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Speak!"
"When I went to pick him up, I couldn't even get through the gate of the Feng Mansion. Several Feng Guards came out and told me that their master didn't have time to attend the banquet and would not come."
As the guard spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he lowered his head. After he finished speaking, the surroundings instantly became silent. The oppressive breath and the extremely cold atmosphere were terrifying.
Murong Bo instinctively looked towards the Qingteng Crown Prince Nie Teng. He saw him leaning back and playing with the wine glass in his hand, with his eyes half closed and a faint smile on his lips. He didn't seem to care much, but the whole banquet was uneasy because of him.
"This Feng Qingge is really rebellious! She actually turned a deaf ear to my words? So many people are waiting for her, but she doesn't come? Go again! Even if you have to tie her up, you must bring her to me!" He shouted angrily in a deep voice and ordered the guards to go to Feng Mansion again.
Nie Teng put down the cup in his hand and stood up. He glanced at him solemnly and spoke in a low voice with a dangerous aura and warning.
"She is the woman who will become my concubine. You cannot call her by her name casually." As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and walked away.
Murong Bo sat there with a grim expression on his face, his hands under the table secretly clenched into fists, feeling humiliated.
He was the king of a country, even if it was a small country, he should not be embarrassed in front of his subjects. If it was someone else, he would have been furious and slammed the table, but this person happened to be the Crown Prince of Qingteng Country, and he could not afford to offend him...
Seeing him leave, everyone at the banquet secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But just as they were relieved, they noticed that the king's face looked strange. The worries that had been relieved by them became heavier again. They felt that this dinner had really made them terrified and sweaty.
The middle-aged man in black who was following behind Nie Teng glanced cautiously at his master in front of him. Seeing that he had a gloomy aura and was faintly suppressed with anger, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
Suddenly he saw the man in front of him who was walking with his hands behind his back stopped. He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he didn't follow too closely, otherwise he would have bumped into him.
"You don't have to follow." Nie Teng said, turned around and walked out of the palace.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed and asked, "Master, do you want to go to Feng Mansion to see Miss Feng? Wouldn't it be better if I go and bring her to you?"
Nie Teng, who was walking in front, did not stop and said without turning his head: "No need, it would be more fun for me to go there myself." As soon as he finished speaking, he paused and glanced back at him: "Don't follow me."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped where he was and watched him walk out of the palace. He felt a little worried, but he couldn't help but remind him: "Master, be careful of Miss Feng. She is an expert in using medicine!"