Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Seeing that Bai Yangyang was also here, Steward Fei was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fei Hang cautiously: "Wang Jue."

Bai Yangyang was dumbfounded.

Looking at Fei Hang, and then at Steward Fei, a moment of disbelief flashed: "You, the Lord Fei Hang?"

No wonder, she always felt familiar before.

Looking at it now, she realized that the man in front of her was very similar to Zhan Beixiao.

Lord Feihang was exposed and felt guilty for a short while, then said: "Little girl, I didn't know you were Ah Xiao's wife before, it might be fate."

When Bai Yangyang heard this, he felt that the credibility was not high.

But nothing was said.

Prince Feihang smiled, pretending not to see Bai Yangyang's suspicion: "Let's go, the dinner party has started, you can go in with me."

Bai Yangyang pursed her lips and followed behind.

Zhan Si was dumbfounded: ...

Sister-in-law has such a good relationship with Prince Fei Hang?

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The scene of the welcome banquet.

The atmosphere was in full swing, Steward Fei pushed King Fei Hang to appear, and many people turned their attention to Fei Hang.

As the most powerful man in Hwaseong, Fei Hang is still an unattainable existence even if he is emptied out.

"The prince is here."

"Why is Wang Jue and Bai Yangyang together? These two people know each other?"

"I don't know, but Bai Yangyang has some tricks. He has only been in Huacheng for half a month, and he can climb up to the king... I really don't know what is so special about it."

When Zhan Beixiao saw them appearing together, he was a little surprised.

Then he stepped forward, held Bai Yangyang familiarly, and looked at Fei Hang: "This is my wife, Bai Yangyang."

"I know, we've met before."

Fei Hang smiled: "He is a good boy, I am very satisfied."

Bai Yangyang smiled, maintaining his superficial calm.

"Tonight is your welcome banquet, and it can be regarded as the first official meeting between Yangyang and I. I have prepared a gift in advance."

Fei Hang raised his hand, and Steward Fei behind him took out a scroll, and handed it to Bai Yangyang respectfully: "Young Madam, this is a gift from Wang Jue."

Bai Yangyang obviously didn't expect that Wang Jue would prepare a gift for himself, so he took the scroll and unfolded it.

The next second, the audience was silent.

Duke Fei Chong, who was standing in the crowd, turned even bluer.

The picture scroll in front of me is a masterpiece handed down from ancient times - "Su Qing Tu".

From the hands of the painter Su Yao, it has been passed down for thousands of years and is invaluable.

Fei Chong's favorite painter is Su Yao, and he covets the "Su Qingtu" in front of him.

He had known for a long time that "The Picture of Su Qing" was in Fei Hang's hands, but he never expected that Fei Hang would give this painting to Bai Yangyang as a gift.

It seems that he is really satisfied with Bai Yangyang!

Realizing this, Duke Fei Chong only felt his face turn blue.

Bai Yangyang was also a little shocked, and then closed the scroll: "Wang Jue, this painting is too precious, I can't accept it."

Fei Hang waved his hand: "Good boy, take it."

He really likes Bai Yangyang.

He played against Beixiao in the imperial capital, and he had heard a little about things in Jingbei.

She really likes Zhan Beixiao, so why would he be willing to make things difficult?

He wanted to make up for Zhan Beixiao, wishing he could bring the best things in the world to him, but he knew that Zhan Beixiao was not rare.

Bai Yangyang is an excellent candidate.

Bai Yangyang hesitated, and looked at Zhan Beixiao.

The latter obviously knew what Fei Hang was thinking, and pursed his thin lips slightly: "Since it was given to you by Wang Jue, you can accept it."

Bai Yangyang squeezed the scroll tightly, with a smile on the corner of his eyes: "Thank you, Wang Jue."

"I am Ah Xiao's father, and you are his wife. Don't call me Wang Jue." Fei Hang said at the end, obviously hesitant.

Zhan Beixiao never thought of changing his mouth, he wanted to hear his father even in his dreams.

Some words were left unsaid: "It's still the same as before, call me Uncle."

Don't be in a hurry to change your mind.

Bai Yangyang nodded and called uncle.

Prince Feihang was so happy that he could see it with his naked eyes. He led Bai Yangyang through the crowd, and he was really satisfied with him.

Fei Chong's face was extremely ugly: "Brother is hitting me."

Knowing that he was looking for "Su Qingtu", but in front of everyone, he gave "Su Qingtu" to Bai Yangyang, which was undoubtedly a warning to him.

He, Fei Hang, has the final say on the whole Huacheng, no matter how good Fei Chong is, he can't overstep.

Fei Li stood behind his father, "If you want "Su Qingtu", I can help you."

It's just a painting, it's not worth getting angry about.

"You really think it's about this painting?" Fei Chong gave Fei Li a hard look: "This is his warning to me, don't be afraid of things that don't belong to you!"

"..."

"Fei Li, I don't care what method you use, get rid of these two people as soon as possible, 30 years of planning, I don't want to fail!"

For the past 30 years, he has held back.

It's not to give up the position of crown prince!

"I see."

After Fei Chong explained, he left quietly.

Fei Li stood there, waited for a while, and saw Mrs. Hua Rong walking towards him: "Ma'am."

Mrs. Huarong smiled meaningfully: "Fei Li, we are a family, don't be so unfamiliar."

Fei Li's smile faded a little.

The aunt in front of her is a good hand at calculating benefits.

He had to be afraid.

"Auntie, what do you want me to do?"

Fei Li was too lazy to go around the bush, and went straight to the topic.

Mrs. Huarong smiled and said, "Fei Li, Auntie knows that you also want to be the crown prince. Auntie wants to join hands with you. After that, all I need is a lifetime of glory and wealth. How about it?"

Fei Li remained calm, Mrs. Huarong can occupy an important position in Huacheng because she has a lot of contacts and property in her hands.

These things are all needed by Fei Li.

But he also knew that Mrs. Huarong was not easy to deal with.

"Auntie, are you sure you only need glory and wealth?" Fei Li said warmly.

"Of course not." Mrs. Huarong thought that Fei Li was moved: "I want you to marry Duo'er, Fei Li, I know you have a family now, I won't force you to divorce, but you have to show sincerity."

Andor.

Fei Li was not interested in her.

"Auntie, maybe I can consider another person."

"Fei Li, I know you like that girl from the Bo family, but she doesn't have much use for you. Instead of entangled with her, you might as well listen to me and marry a wife who is good for you. I think she is from Beijing. Shouldn't mind."

Mrs. Huarong lowered her voice: "Fei Li, think about your father's 30-year plan, and think about the crown prince you got...I'll wait for your answer."

After Mrs. Huarong left, An Duoer came out from the dark with a strange expression.

"lady."

"Where did you go just now?" Mrs. Hua Rong looked at An Duo'er impatiently.

An Duo'er's legs felt weak, and there was a burning pain behind her waist after being touched: "I went to the bathroom just now."

"Well, I will send you to Fei Li later, take good care of you, don't make it difficult for me, you know?"

Hearing this, Anduoer's face turned pale: "Madam, I don't want to follow Fei Li—"

"What do you know, Fei Li is the only hope, Duo'er, don't forget, I didn't raise you to make you disobey me, think about your parents again, don't let me down."

Mrs. Huarong scowled with a sullen face.

An Duo'er was caught in a weak spot, and her face was extremely ugly.

After Mrs. Huarong finished speaking harshly, she gently touched An Duo'er's face: "Duo'er, I know that marrying Fei Li really wronged you, he doesn't love you, but he can bring you a lot of benefits , you have to be obedient, you know?"