Guihai Qianyi was stunned by his sister's words for the first time.
Then he thought, maybe this is really normal.
After all, the relationship is between husband and wife, not a female companion.
Guihai Qianyi no longer cares about his sister.
"Be careful, don't talk nonsense, there are live cameras all around."
"Yeah, I know, brother."
Feng Sufei didn't care whether it was a live broadcast or not. Anyway, she was the legitimate young mistress of the Nanrong family. She just happened to be seen by others. She wanted to clear her name.
Let everyone see that Nanrong Huai'an really loves her. Only in this way, she can do something with the help of Nanrong's family background.
She knows that if you have no background, you will be easily provoked during this state banquet.
She said that her background was that of the young lady of the Nanrong family.
Lou Xiaoyun has been a little absent-minded since Feng Sufei and Nanrong Huai'an came and sat in front.
Sometimes when Qin Liuxuan talks to her, she is not in the mood.
She looked at Nanrong Huaian's attitude toward his wife, looking a little dazed.
She seemed to have returned to the previous time. She still remembered that Nanrong Huai'an doted on Zi Wanxun in the past.
No, more than this.
At that time, Nanrong Huai'an had a good face and legs. He was extremely talented, extraordinary, elegant and dignified. Everyone who met him was impressed by his grace.
But it was this kind of person who gave all his goodness and all his love to Zi Wanxun.
He doesn't care about Zi Wanxun's background, he only cares about Zi Wanxun.
He even went against all odds, rejected the royal family and the queen, and chose that woman to be his fiancée.
At that time, he really doted on that woman and loved her to the core.
She, the other two jewels in the capital, couldn't help but be jealous.
She thinks she is better than Zi Wanxun, but whether she is good or not, only Nanrong Huai'an has the final say.
He chose Zi Wanxun, and Zi Wanxun was good.
Lou Xiaoyun even thought of a sentence to describe it, that is, if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid it will melt, and if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid it will fall.
Even if Feng Sufei is now Nanrong Huai'an's wife, she is still not as favored as Zi Wanxun.
If Nan Rong Huaian's legs and face were not like this, this woman would never be able to take the position of young mistress of the Nan Rong family.
Lou Xiaoyun felt a little sad, and his expression became more and more dazed.
Feng Sufei had no idea what everyone around her was thinking. She just liked to declare her position in such a high-profile way.
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The state banquet was prepared by royal staff before, and it has always been like this.
After everyone arrived and the music was changed, the etiquette staff began to go on stage to deliver the opening speech, and then representatives from all parties went up to deliver speeches.
As always, what everyone said was full of fighting spirit, passionate, the same, and without any characteristics.
Si Jueshen's words are still so high-sounding, "...I will use my own power to make our Country H more prosperous and powerful, so that everyone can live and work in peace and contentment..."
Feng Sufei picked her ears impatiently and whispered in Nanrong Huai'an's ear: "I really want to go up and kick him down. I really can't help it. I don't even want to look at him."
Feng Sufei thought that if she was still the queen now, she would really be qualified to go up and kick Si Jueshen down.
Nanrong Huai'an kept listening to Feng Sufei talking in his ear and couldn't help but want to laugh. He felt that because of her presence, the boring banquet speech was not so boring.