A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The Lord's Mansion is still the mansion passed down from generation to generation, but the feeling is different. The table is made of sycamore wood, the chopsticks are made of ivory, the cup is made of warm jade, the soft red is gilded, the purple is dark, and all the restrained luxury is transformed into a coquettish luxury.

But it just so happens that such a wealthy pairing has no aura of nouveau riche in the Meiyan singer. Instead, it exudes the grace and splendor of an aristocratic person.

Simply showing off wealth is called tycoon, and luxury with deep foundation is called nobility. The same thing will show different styles in the hands of different people. Mei Yange, on the other hand, was born into a royal nobleman and was naturally magnanimous. After spending two years with Wu Qing, the God of Creation, he broadened his horizons. His background was enough to support him in any situation!

On both sides of the main seat, two special low tables are arranged facing each other. In front of one of the low tables, Mulan's eyes were enchanting. He was sitting comfortably on the couch, holding pre-dinner pastries between his lips with his well-jointed fingers. The corner of his eyes occasionally glanced around the hall. , stirred up the hearts of a roomful of girls.

But the other one was empty, and Mei Yange's seat was also empty. It's not yet time for the banquet, so Mei Yange is not considered late. Even if he is late, the guests will not have any problem. After all, he was the Lord of Yiyu, and his status was second only to that of the Shrine.

But, whose is the other vacant position?

The guests who were sitting in their seats, sipping half a glass of sake and waiting, glanced at the empty seats next to the main seat. Logically speaking, the person who can sit next to Mei Yange should be a staff member of the Lord's Mansion, and he is also a staff member that Mei Yange attaches great importance to, equivalent to his right and left arm.

As far as everyone knows, Mulan Yu, the number one genius in the East, is Mei Yange's confidant, even as close as a brother, so he occupies a position next to the main seat. So, what about the other one?

Mei Yange finally won the position of the Lord of the East with overwhelming force, and Mulan Yu and Moyan Pavilion were indispensable!

The guests below looked calmly at Mulan Yu, who was sitting next to the main seat, and then secretly glanced at Mu Liuque, who was sitting not far from Mulan Yu, with a few wrinkles between his eyebrows.

Representatives of Mulan Yu and Moyan Pavilion were already present, not from these two parties. So, who is the person who can occupy the same position as Mulan Yu?

Being able to be "on an equal footing" with Mulan Yu, yet still not appearing in front of the public, this person must have a different status in the heart of Lord Dongyu!

Those who came to the banquet today were all dignitaries from all walks of life. Their minds were sharp and their hearts were deep, and they all smelled something different.

After stroking the pastry crumbs on his lips, Mulan Yu glanced sideways at the thoughtful guests with peach blossom eyes, and the curve of the corner of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood. As expected of his master, he stole the attention of the old foxes at this banquet before he showed up.

Countless speculations had already circulated in the minds of the guests, and the questions that came to their lips were finally swallowed back in their stomachs rationally. Whether it was the harmless-looking deputy master of the Moyan Pavilion or the monster-like Elder Mu Da, these two were not so easy to talk to. What's more, Mei Yange deliberately concealed the existence of this person, how could these two people reveal it?

However, there is one person here who can do it!

When their thoughts turned to this point, the guests' eyes invariably fell on the man in silver who was sitting opposite Mu Liu.

Wearing plain clothes and a wooden hairpin, he was wearing nothing else, and his jade-like face was abnormally pale. He was obviously dressed in such plain and simple clothes, but his body showed elegance and beauty. Even though he was carrying the calculating eyes in the entire hall, his brows were still as calm as if the prosperity had disappeared.

Occasionally, he put a fist to his lips and coughed a few times, while the maid next to him tried her best to pour him a cup of hot tea, put her palm on his back and injected some magic power to heal him.

Mu Liu, who was sitting like a shy boy next door, had his eyes fluctuating a little. He had seen this person before, and so had Wu Qing. Another protagonist in the unprecedented battle between the spell masters at Linfeng Academy, the sky-destroying spell master who saved Lei Xiren!

After that battle, Wu Qing had ordered Moyan Pavilion to thoroughly investigate this person. Regarding this mysterious sky-destroying spell master who appeared without warning to help the Lei family, Moyan Pavilion was ready to mobilize all the informants to investigate. . What is shocking is that almost half an hour later, this person's identity has been transmitted back to Moyan Pavilion.

He is not a cultivator who lives in seclusion in the mountains, nor is he a child of the Lei family who has been carefully trained by the Lei family and tried their best to keep his existence secret. His identity is clearly out there, and everyone knows that he is...

"Lord Dongyu has arrived!" A loud announcement swept across the fallen flowers on the ground!

The cups in the guests' hands were stagnant, and their thoughts were suddenly interrupted. The moment they turned their heads to look at the entrance of the opera garden, an emotion called surprise swirled in their brains with several huge exclamation marks.

Red, red everywhere, peach red is elegant, crimson red is gorgeous, two similar but different reds are like a rainbow penetrating the sun among the pure white pear blossoms on the ground, painting a strong stroke in people's eyes .

It is as bright as a flower, as warm as crystal, and the five colors coexist, incomprehensible. This sentence describes a woman, but it is not out of place at all when applied to these two people.

Although she changed into formal clothes, Mei Yange still wore the same coquettish peach color, but the golden chrysanthemum on the hem of her clothes had turned into a blazing golden rose. The yellow rose symbolizes power!

But at this moment, people's attention has skipped Mei Yange and stayed directly on the person behind him. Not so much behind, but actually just half a step behind Mei Yange. If you don't look carefully, the two of them even seem to be standing side by side. Just from this detail, we can already see how extraordinary the visitor is.

Red clothes, red clothes without any decoration, the girdle that should be worn in a regular manner is missing, the lapel is open, and the mask on the face is not decorated at all. It is simple and grand, with a relaxed and unruly attitude.

No one asked what kind of face was under the silver mask, and no one asked who the visitor was. The two-color pupils wrapped with red gold and silver had already explained everything.

The Lord of Moyan Pavilion! Except for her, it seems that there has never been such a special eye color in the God Realm.

If the Lord of Moyan Pavilion represented mystery a few months ago, now she is a myth! In the battle at Linfeng Academy, the cultivation of the heaven-defying spell master was tied with the head of the Feng family, Feng Lianmo, who had the cultivation of the Heaven-Destroying Realm. This story has spread throughout the east.

Looking past the people who were still in shock, Wu Qing's smiling eyes turned directly to the elegant man who looked pale and sickly among the guests.

Feng Lianmo, a spell wizard from a family of weapon refiners, is the current head of the Feng family!

The Feng family, together with the Lei family, is the most important pillar of the shrine. There are many talented weapon refiners in the family, providing 80% of the weapons for the shrine, and they have the largest weapons shop alliance in the god world. The owner of such a behemoth is actually a man who is less than a hundred years old.

He is less than a hundred years old, which is extremely young among cultivators whose life spans are constantly extending. What's even more amazing is that this person is not a weapon refiner, but is proficient in the art of spells, and has set foot in the realm of annihilation at the age of less than a hundred years old!

It is said that Feng Lianmo has been born with a congenital deficiency, and has always had medicine in his body. His skill as a magician is only comparable to the amber realm. However, just such a person had already taken control of the Feng family when he was more than ten years old. What is terrifying about him is not his spell skills, but his plans.

To conquer the enemy without spending a single soldier is not a myth in his hands. As early as when he ascended to the position of head of the family, he had already helped the Feng family annex several large-scale weapon-refining families. Strategizing, this word is not an exaggeration when used on him.

Gee, the person she fought with that day was really an amazing person!

Sensing Wu Qing's gaze, Feng Lianmo's indifferent eyes flashed with a certain luster. He raised the cup in his hand to signal to Wu Qing, and then took a sip gently.

"We said goodbye a few months ago, but the Feng family master is fine, eh?" The demon-red figure left traces in the air. The next second, Wu Qing, who was standing next to Mei Yange just now, was already standing next to Feng. In front of Lian Mo's table, she bent down slightly and lifted the ink fan closed in her hand upwards, lifting Feng Lianmo's thin chin.

Hiss - everyone gasped. On one side was the master of the Moyan Pavilion who was the enemy of the Lei family, and on the other was the master of the Feng family who had saved the head of the Lei family. From the very beginning, they were so arrogantly provocative!

The atmosphere on the court began to get tense. Mei Yange shook her head and smiled. Quan acted as if she didn't see anything. She walked to the main seat and took a seat with light steps. Wu Qing dared to tease him on the spot on the busy streets of Meidu. What does this matter now?

"Today is the first time that I, the Lord of the East, have hosted a banquet for you all. You don't have to be formal, just feel free to do whatever you want." With Wu Qing's move, Mei Yange raised her hands and sleeves and casually announced the start of the banquet. A lot of useless lines have been omitted, and no one will listen to them now anyway.

Sure enough, the guests raised their glasses and toasted to Mei Yange from a distance, leaving only half of their attention on him, while the other half was focused on Feng Lianmo and Wu Qing.

Being openly provoked by the master of Moyan Pavilion, what would Feng Lianmo do?

Under the gaze of everyone, Feng Lianmo's elegant face did not change at all. He moved the ink fan under his chin and looked directly at Wu Qing, with a light smile on his lips: "Lei Xiren died. "

There was no anger or embarrassment, just a calm and gentle word.

Wu Qing's eyes flashed, and she knew how badly Lei Xiren had been injured. Even if he didn't die, he would be disabled and his cultivation would be completely destroyed. So what surprised her was not the news, but the news itself.

He said this to her as soon as he came up. What did Feng Lianmo mean?

With his eyes wandering, Wu Qing lifted up his clothes and sat down directly next to Feng Lianmo, abandoning the throne Mei Yange had prepared for her. Feng Lianmo didn't mind, but naturally gave Wu Qing a full glass of sake.