Hearing this, Murong Yixuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "No one can compare to her!" As soon as his voice fell, he turned and strode out.

Murong Bo frowned and watched him stride away, worried that he would go to find Prince Qingteng, but he still didn't worry about following him personally.

The royal family affection is as thin as paper, but he attaches great importance to this son, among his many sons, only his talent is the best, and he hopes that he can make great achievements in the future, and he doesn't want him to be tied up by the feelings of his children.

This eldest lady of the Feng family, whether she wants to or not, she has to become the woman of Prince Qingteng! Only in this way will Yi Xuan break off his thoughts about her and devote himself to cultivation!

Just as Murong Bo was worried, Murong Yixuan really found the palace where Prince Qingteng lived, but there were powerful monks guarding his palace, and it was not easy to get in.

"The trouble is all over the place, and Murong Yixuan asks to see him."

He looked at the gray-clad monk with a powerful aura, and his heart sank slightly. Sure enough, it is a person who is a strong country, and if such cultivation is in their sunshine, it is more than enough to be the head of a clan.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man glanced at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is resting, and no one will come." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yixuan's face sank, and he was about to step forward, when he saw that his shoulder was pressed, he turned sideways slightly, and saw his father holding him down and pushing him behind him, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "Hehe, Xiao'er has admired the prince for a long time, and when he heard that the prince came to the palace, he wanted to come over to meet him, and almost disturbed His Royal Highness the prince's rest." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he looked back at Murong Yixuan, who had a dark and calm face, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't go back quickly!" ”

"This king has something to say to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and please let Your Excellency know." Murong Yixuan didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the middle-aged man, and said without being arrogant or humble.

Hearing this, the gray-clothed middle-aged man glanced at Murong Bo, who had an ugly face on the side, his eyes fell on Murong Yixuan's body, and after looking at it, he said unceremoniously: "You will see you at the banquet tonight, if you have anything to say, now, leave immediately!" ”

"Someone! Send the third prince out of the palace for me! ”

Murong Bo shouted in a deep voice, and several guards stepped forward, but they didn't dare to do anything to him, but said respectfully: "Third prince, please!" ”

Seeing this, Murong Yixuan had a dark face, stared inside, and said in a deep voice: "Since you can't see Prince Qingteng, then tell me on your behalf, Feng Qingge, the eldest lady of Fengfu, has never agreed to this family business, you better not waste your thoughts!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, he ignored his ugly father, flicked his sleeves and strode away.

When Murong Bo heard this, he felt a fire rushing from his heart to the top of his head, he couldn't wait to have a good relationship with Qing Tengguo, but he was pulling his back legs behind him, this, this is really damned!

"Hehe, don't listen to his nonsense, tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that it's okay to have a family affair, no problem." He smiled and strode away.

After the two left, the middle-aged man in gray walked inside and reported what had just happened to Nie Teng and then withdrew.

After hearing that, the middle-aged man in black who was waiting on the side glanced at the master who pursed his lips and did not speak, hesitated, and said: "It's just a Feng Mansion, I don't dare to go against our Qingteng Kingdom, not to mention, it is her blessing that the master takes a fancy to her, whether she wants to or not, she will be the master's woman." ”