C65

After announcing the results, the match officially ended. In the end, Duan Jingqiu was first, Mo Qingfeng was second, and Li Ye was third. Of course, this was only the result of the martial arts exam. After that, there would still be a written test to test one's strategy. Mo Qingfeng prepared to go to the stables to bring the horse back to the villa. However, when the famous Yu Lin Wei came, he informed Mo Qingfeng that a feast was prepared and invited all three of them to attend.

When Qin Xiao heard this, he jumped to his feet. He was wondering what kind of good intentions he had. It was likely that they wouldn't have a good gathering or a good feast. Dan Qing He didn't have any disagreements with the results, but she had her disagreements with Mo Qingfeng not being able to return to the villa to rest even after a whole day of competition, especially since the process of the competition was bad. She didn't dare interrupt the three of them and only silently took out a handkerchief from her bosom and carefully wrapped Mo Qingfeng up. Qin Xiao coldly snorted as she turned her head away, unwilling to look at them. Qing He might sound like a servant, but in terms of education, she was much stronger than little hoodlum Qin. In fact, all of them were more cultured than little hoodlum Qin. Laifu really couldn't be bothered with these few people's love affairs. He was only worried for Mo Qingfeng's safety, and felt that their Dragon Sword Villa had a grudge with Feng Ji in the first place.

Mo Qingfeng thought to himself that the other party had already set up a trap for him.

"Give me two of the True Jade Pills that you brought with you!" At the very least, I have to give Uncle Gu some face. Although I do not wish to become an official, at least for now, I shouldn't offend him. "

With no other choice, he gave the entire bottle of medicine to Mo Qingfeng. However, he was still a bit worried, so he suggested that Qin Xiao should go with him. When Qin Xiao saw that he wanted the True Jade Pill, he had a bad feeling. When he first saw him shooting the arrow, he had a strange feeling. Even though she had been tired for a day, it wasn't that useless. As she thought of this, she stretched her hands out to connect his pulse, but she was blocked by Mo Qingfeng. She smiled and whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, your husband is fine." Qin Xiao rolled his eyes. In the end, he raised his hand and did not hit her. He said with concern: "Lucky is right. Let me accompany you."

"Who are you to come with me? You can't call him a horse boy, can you? " Mo Qingfeng shot a look of disgust at Qin Xiaomeng. His relationship with her was best not to be known by anyone. It would be best to keep a distance, and it would be more convenient if he could help her in the future. Take Little Qin and Qing He back to the Villa. Tell Big Brother that I'll probably be back later tonight. "

"Why did you bring Lucky to bring me back? I'm not a two year old." Although Qin Xiao knew what he was thinking, he still sized Mo Qingfeng up with a suspicious and vulgar look, "Could it be that this old scoundrel wants to bribe you and have you as his son-in-law?"

Mo Qingfeng suppressed the swelling pain in his chest and angrily rolled his eyes at her. Qin Xiaobao's brain was forever different from that of a normal person's. He still had the nerve to say that he wanted revenge on her. Speaking of her enemy and teasing him like nothing had happened, who knew if she was being overly clownish or had a terrifyingly scheming mind. No matter what, it was a wise choice to not let her go with him.

Qin Xiao didn't want to pester him too much, so he happily went home with Lai Fu and Qing He.

When Mo Qingfeng arrived at the restaurant, both Duan Jingqiu and Li Ye were already there. Seeing Mo Qingfeng arrive late for three cups of wine, Mo Qingfeng could only agree to it.

"How does the wine taste? Is Young Hero Mo satisfied with it?" Seeing that he had drunk the wine, he asked with a smile.

"The palace of the country's uncle is naturally full of good wine." Mo Qingfeng laughed lightly, "But Qingfeng doesn't like this path, I can't tell what it feels like."

After hearing that, Luo Ju laughed, he then took the wine jug and filled it up Mo Qingfeng's jug, "Which one of us martial artists is not good at drinking, Young Hero Mo, please do not be humble."

"In that case, Qingfeng, no need to be so polite." Mo Qingfeng no longer refused. Raising his wine cup, he gulped it down. When the wide sleeves covered the wine cup, he secretly took out another True Jade Pill and put it in his mouth. He had sustained some internal injuries during the martial arts exam because of his hidden tricks. After drinking a few cups of wine just now, his chest and stomach felt extremely stuffy and his throat tasted sweet. He only wished to be able to hold on for a moment longer.

At the feast, the several people toasted each other, seemingly in peace. When Feng Ding Bo took his horse home, he saw the scene where all the guests were having fun.

"Eccentric dad, why didn't you call me at the banquet!" Feng Dingbo quickly ran over to his father's side, and Luo Ru tactfully made way for him. Feng Dingbo picked up the wine pot and gulped down a mouthful of wine, then smacked his lips: "Pear blossom white? "Good wine!"

"Even if I'm called out, I still have to find you!" Feng Ji glanced at his son, "Look at your rouge smell. You went to the Dew Flower Pavilion again?"

"Dad, you have a really sharp nose. You can even smell which yard I go to." Feng Ding Bo smiled mischievously as he hugged her and took the opportunity to take another bite of the beef mince.

"Do you have anywhere else to go other than the Lew Pavilion?" "If you don't even know about this, how can I be your biased father?"

The father played the role of father and son in front of the guests. Feng Dingbo was touched by his father's words and did not say anything as he nodded with a smile, "Father will introduce these people to you. They are Duan Jingqiu, Mo Qingfeng, Li Ye, and are the top three in this martial arts exam. You guys are about the same age, so young people should get closer and be harmless to you."

Feng Dingbo took a glance at the few people on the other side and casually nodded, then turned around and spoke to his father. He did not put them in his eyes at all. Duan Jingqiu pursed his lips, Mo Qingfeng acted as if nothing had happened, while Li Ye had a look of unease on his face.

After saying a few words, Feng Ding Bo seemed to have recovered from his shock, he turned and glared at Mo Qingfeng: "Mo Qingfeng? "You are Mo Qingfeng?"

"I am Mo Qingfeng, I wonder what kind of advice you have." Mo Qingfeng didn't know what was going on, and he clasped his hands together and asked cautiously.

Feng Ding Bo used his picky eyes to look at Mo Qingfeng from top to bottom, and said: "I only look like this, my skin looks a bit more pleasing to the eye. I thought you had three heads and six arms, how could Bing Xin fall for a pretty boy like you. "

"Husband and Bing Xin are acquainted? "Oh, by the way, I'm not a pretty boy. My face isn't as white as my husband's. My husband is truly flattering me." Normally, Mo Qingfeng and Qin Liufeng would have already fought to their limits, how could he lose to Feng Dingbo? At first, he had thought that he had offended Dan Bo in some way. However, when he heard that it was for Bing Xin, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Not only do we know each other, we're also familiar with each other." Feng Ding Bo looked at Mo Qingfeng arrogantly.

"Oh, there are many dragons and phoenixes among my husband's men. It is my good fortune to be able to befriend my husband." Mo Qingfeng was at a loss as to how to reply. He considered Bing Xin as a friend, and who Bing Xin was on good terms with was her freedom. But this person in front of him seemed to be thinking of him as an enemy.

"You have nothing else to say?" Feng Dingbo frowned and looked at Mo Qingfeng.

"I don't quite understand what you mean." How could he not understand it? He understood it so well that he could only pretend to be stupid.

"It's fine if you don't understand," Feng Dingbo stood up and adjusted his sleeves, "I just didn't think that Bing Xin would like someone as unromantic as you." With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Qin Xiao still resented the fact that Mo Qingfeng abandoned her to go to the Imperial Uncle's banquet alone. He couldn't help but to say that he was a little worried for Mo Qingfeng. She felt that it was necessary to find out what intentions her uncle had towards Mo Qingfeng. This matter had a far-reaching impact on him, the Dragon Sword Villa, and her grand revenge plan. En, Qin Xiaoliu would never admit that she was also curious about whether beautiful older sisters would sing and dance at the banquet. For someone who wanted revenge so much, it was simply too flashy.

The normally unglamorous Qin Xiao found a corner of the Feng Residence that was neither gorgeous nor eye-catching. He was slightly out of repair. He slowly peeled away the loose bricks and inelegantly drilled through. Although she was always in a daze, she didn't suddenly change directions when she arrived at the Imperial Uncle's estate. She originally wanted to look for the banquet hall at the Imperial Uncle's estate, but she didn't expect to find the kitchen and even more so didn't expect to stumble upon a good show.

Fontainebleau sauntered out of the hall and into the kitchen, which was large enough to hold twenty stoves at a time. Feng Dingbo waved his hand to let the servants out, then took out a small paper bag from his bosom and mixed the white powder within it with a wine pot. He then called a maidservant to whisper something into his ear, and the maidservant at first shook her head in shock, but under the pressure of Feng Dingbo, she eventually nodded her head and carried the wine pot to the hall.

Qin Xiaolian picked up a roasted chicken from the kitchen and gnawed on it as he followed the female servant out of the hall. With a flip of his body, he climbed onto the roof and carefully removed two tiles. Originally, the few people in the room should have been able to detect the commotion with their martial arts. However, Qin Xiao's lightness skills were not bad, and secondly, these people were in a situation where they were intoxicated to the ear. Even Mo Qingfeng, who was the least drunk, was feeling a little hot at this moment.

When the maidservant brought the wine jug over, she was about to fill it up for everyone. At this moment, Luo Ruiheng was quite enthusiastic about the wine jug, and did not care about the worried maidservants taking the initiative to pour wine for them. However, from above, Qin Xiaoliu could clearly see that when that person was pouring the wine, he seemed to turn the lid of the wine jug.

Qin Xiao spat the chicken bone in his mouth towards the wine pot without even thinking. With a "dang dang" sound, the wine pot was smashed to smithereens.

"Assassins!" Duan Jingqiu stood up with a "whoosh" and struck the wine cup in his hand towards the ceiling. This hidden weapon that was as fast as a shooting star caused Mo Qingfeng to squint his eyes.

Feng Sheng waved his hand: "Sit down, sit down. The assassin will have someone to take care of the meal. We'll drink." The few of them looked at each other in dismay. It was true that they didn't seem to care about the results, but they slowly sat down.

He then looked at Luo Qiu's hand and asked, "Are you alright?"

Luo Ru laughed without a care, "The flesh injury is not too serious. Uncle requests Lunatic Xu to go down and bandage him. He will come over later to serve him."