Feng Qingchen hurriedly picked up the teacup next to him and gave the old lady a cup: "Ah Chen is the protector of our country, I have nothing to do every day, how can I compare, even if I have the heart to make a contribution, but I don't have that ability, old lady, you are his biological mother, no matter how powerful he is, you still want to make him more excellent." ”

"I really can't open any pot." The old lady continued: "Our generation is already old, and we still have to rely on you young people in the future. ”

After listening to these polite words, Nie Qinghuan didn't feel it at all, and at this time, he didn't start eating, and he was about to starve to death. Nie Qinghuan saw the fan in Feng Qingchen's hand, how could he keep holding a fan when eating? Won't you feel inconvenient? When did this look become popular in the capital?

Xiaoqing naturally understood the meaning of this young lady next to her, so she stepped forward, everyone present froze, and Yechen looked at Nie Qinghuan next to her viciously.

Doesn't this woman know that this fan is the life of His Royal Highness the King of Chu? His Royal Highness the King of Chu's biological mother liked the peach blossom fan very much before her death, so for this fan, His Royal Highness the King of Chu did not leave his body every day, Feng Qingchen was a little surprised, and then glanced at Nie Qinghuan, Nie Qinghuan was still smiling, as if he didn't know anything.

Feng Qingchen lowered his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head and handed the fan to Xiaoqing with a smile, after Yechen saw it, his face became very ugly, didn't he say that he wouldn't leave when he slept, why did he send it out so easily? is still smiling so mysteriously, could it be said that Feng Qingchen has fallen in love with Xiaoqing? Or is it ......

After thinking of this, Yechen looked at Nie Qinghuan who was sitting next to him and eating and eating, although Nie Qinghuan was very beautiful, but according to Feng Qingchen's temper, how could he fall in love with such a woman who had no sentiment at all?

Although the food here is usually very good, Nie Qinghuan has been eating in the bedroom for several days in a row, where is it so fragrant to sit at the dining table and eat?

After some nonsense, the big guy is not in a hurry to put away the table. Everyone gathered around the table and talked about something interesting.

The old lady didn't participate in the chat of the juniors, but he glanced at Nie Qinghuan meaningfully before leaving.

As if to warn her about something.

"The queen's birthday banquet will arrive in a few days, and the princess must have prepared a gift a long time ago." Feng Qingchen took a sip of tea and said meaningfully.

Since Nie Qinghuan got married, she has contracted the vice of wanting to sleep when she is full. At this time, she was trying to hold her head and secretly catch up on sleep, but suddenly she heard Feng Qingchen calling her, and her sleepiness was completely scared away.

Immediately came back to her senses and said: "Queen Mother, she is my aunt, in fact, I don't need to prepare a gift for her birthday, she said that I just need to send something casually." ”

Yechen seemed to see traces of saliva at the corners of her mouth, and her fingers couldn't help but clench the veil.

Where is a woman who can do such a shame after a meal, who is qualified to become a princess?

Although his face did not show half anger, his fingers were clenched tightly together, and he slammed it on the table, and the teacup in front of him and Nie Qinghuan jumped up directly because of the impact, making a sound.

There was such a commotion, how could Nie Qinghuan still be sleepy.

glanced at Yechen and Feng Qingchen lightly, and the two of them were full of calmness on their faces, as if they had heard the sound just now.

But then he found that Yechen's hands were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting up, and he wondered what the murderer who slapped the table wanted to do? Second Chinese Network

Nie Qinghuan said a little angrily: "What kind of murder are you, if you have any dissatisfaction, just say it loudly, and the table and teacup didn't offend you, why bother to be angry with them!" ”

Feng Qingchen also put down his teacup, took the fan and gently swayed it and said gently: "Ah Chen, you haven't seen you for four years, but your temper has become more and more irritable, you have come back, don't bring the violent temper that you treat the captives to your home." ”

Feng Qingchen and Nie Qinghuan had just known each other, and he was now helping the woman next to him to speak.

Yechen snorted a little arrogantly, turned his head away, and no longer looked at the two.

He took a sip of the tea in front of him and wanted to settle down, but he felt that the food was tasteless.

When the people saw this, they were very clever and took wine.

"Recalling the past when you didn't marry into the palace, the queen's birthday banquet, you would have carefully prepared, you just wanted to please the queen, but now you have become the night princess but you don't know filial piety. Do you want to tell everyone that my Ye family has treated you badly, or do you want to have the Ye family as a backer, so you don't need the aunt of the queen mother? Yechen stared at the wine cup in front of him with a pair of eagle eyes, and said coldly.

Nie Qinghuan was originally very angry, but this matter was indeed her negligence.

If the emperor and the queen knew about it, they would definitely feel that he had taken refuge in Yechen, so he would snub her so much, and she couldn't afford such consequences.

"In that case, then I will go out of the house with Xiaoqing tomorrow and prepare a gift for the queen's birthday." Nie Qinghuan suddenly felt a little weak, and there was no look in his eyes.

"At this Queen's birthday feast, you have to not only prepare the gifts, but also make them shine. When the province got it, all the civil and military officials thought that my Night King's Mansion was a waste shelter. Yechen said lightly, and drank the glass of wine without squinting.

"You!" Nie Qinghuan was so angry that he felt out of breath in his chest, so he simply stood up.

Obviously, she was already looking at Yechen condescendingly, but as soon as Yechen raised her eyes, she instantly lost her confidence.

The hand that was originally pointing at him trembled a few times, and then said weakly: "Who do you say is a waste." ”

Feng Qingchen saw that the atmosphere instantly became awkward, stood up with a smile, and walked between the two.

Slowly put down Nie Qinghuan's hand that was originally pointing at Yechen with a folding fan, and then explained: "Princess, don't blame Ah Chen, he is shouting and killing on the battlefield every day, so he is naturally too straightforward when he speaks." ”

Yechen glared at Feng Qingchen, feeling that they hadn't seen each other for six years, but this guy couldn't speak anymore.

Feng Qingchen smiled helplessly.

In the minds of all the people in Daliang, Yechen is a hero admired by thousands of people, and his calmness in dealing with the enemy is really admirable.