"It's a shame. Look at Feng Ziyan. He's only three years old. He didn't cry when he was hurt. He cried first, or the martial general family."

"Yes, I'm ashamed!"

The onlookers say what you say and what I say. Gossip is the most powerful weapon to kill.

The face in the north of town is even more smelly.

Directly came forward and picked up his son from the ground, "you're still here to make a fool of yourself. Put away your cry!"

Although Zhenbei Hou is a military general, he has now given birth to such a son. Although he is not very gentle to this son, he has never been so cruel to him as today.

Wu Yichen was immediately frightened and stared at his father.

Originally, Zhenbei Hou thought his son was already a genius. At the age of eight, he cultivated the strength of the Yellow rank. Looking at the whole East neighboring country, he couldn't find three or five.

But when he saw steamed stuffed bun today, he knew what genius is!

At the age of three, he is already a junior of the Yellow order. Let alone the country in the East, even the whole Wangtian continent can't find a second one!

The onlookers were talking more and more. He looked at Xiuling sword with complex eyes, turned around and took Wu Yichen to get on the horse

He knew that since xiulingjian had successfully contracted with fengziyan, he couldn't save it anyway.

However, before he got on the horse, a chilly voice came behind him, "is Zhenbei waiting to leave so soon? Have you forgotten something?"

Zhenbei Hou had to stop and turned to look at Feng Jiuxi. He was angry. "Xiuling sword has been given to you. I won't investigate if Feng Ziyan hurt my son. What else do you want?"

He made up his mind that if Feng Jiuxi said anything bad, he would let her go. This woman is really more and more bold and presumptuous. Do you really think she can be arrogant if she goes near Yanqing?

Feng Jiuxi just looked at him coldly, then went to Biyun and looked at the five palm prints on her face. Her eyes were stained with a trace of anger, "who beat?"

Biyun was moved for a while. She looked at Wu Yichen, thought about it, and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt now. Besides, hasn't xiaoshizi helped me out? Let's go back."

Feng Jiuxi had already seen it, turned around and said loudly, "Heaven and earth, at the foot of the emperor, the second childe of Zhenbei Hou's residence unilaterally attacked my personal maid for no reason. Isn't that hitting me in the face? Is Zhenbei Hou unhappy with the princess, the prince, or the royal family? He wants to overthrow the current government? Oh, yes, I forgot. Zhenbei Hou is deeply loved by the emperor If you have this idea, as long as you plan more, it is not impossible to compete for this position with the emperor's trust in you. Is that right? "

The last "yes", the ending is very slow.

Just a few words put a big hat on Zhenbei Hou's head. Originally, it was just Wu Yichen bullying Biyun, but what she said rose to this height. All the words prepared by Zhenbei Hou were useless.

If he goes back and forth with the tough words he had thought of before, the high hat of conspiracy will be a solid seat.