The Golden Throne Hall is magnificent and golden.

Huangfu Feng sat upright and solemnly in the hall.

As soon as Lan Qingyu came in, she saw Huangfu Feng's gloomy face. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. When she tested the talent before, she didn't see Huangfu Feng's expression change. But in just a short while, his face was already overcast with dark clouds and no trace of kindness could be seen.

Lan Qingyu looked at Huangfu Wenhong who was walking in front of her and smiled knowingly. It turned out that this was the last feast.

"Father, why should you be so angry? She's just a little bitch. Are you afraid that she can cause more trouble?" Huangfu Wenhong walked to the center of the hall, with sarcasm in his eyes.

Huangfu Feng looked down at Lan Qingyu, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with anger.

"How dare you, Lan Qingyu, not kneeling before the Emperor!"

The servant beside Huangfu Feng frowned unhappily as he watched Lan Qingyu standing indifferently in the middle of the hall. As soon as the duck voice of this traitor sounded, all eyes in the hall turned to Lan Qingyu.

Lan Qingyu simply ignored the servant's words, his eyes were deep and cold, his eyes were as dark as ink and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what Lan Qingyu was thinking at this moment.

When Lan Mojie saw Lan Qingyu like this again, the anger in his heart burst out again, and his tone was very unfriendly, "Lan Qingyu, kneel down immediately and pay homage to the emperor."

"Salute?" Lan Qingyu smiled sweetly, her voice cold, "What is that? Oh, is it just like you, lying on the ground like a dog, without any dignity? If that's the case, forget it. This lady's dignity is not worth it.

It was so easily trampled upon.”

Lying on the ground like a dog...

This statement is a blatant slap in the face.

It wasn't just Lan Mojie's face that was hit, it was the face of everyone in the Golden Palace.

Lan Mojie was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. The rage in his eyes grew more and more intense, as if it would burn Lan Qingyu to death immediately.

Lan Qingyu looked at Emperor Huangfu Feng confidently, her voice as clear as a spring, "Isn't it? Ever since this girl entered the palace, the emperor's face has been gloomy. Tsk tsk, aren't you afraid when you see an emperor like this?"

Huangfu Feng was sitting on the dragon throne. When he heard Lan Qingyu's mocking voice, his face turned pale and blue. If this was not in public, Huangfu Feng would have rushed down and slapped Lan Qingyu to death. However, for the sake of the medical book, Huangfu Feng endured it again and again. The bright yellow clothes made Huangfu Feng's face even gloomier. Seeing this, all the ministers in the hall cleverly pretended to be stupid.

Huangfu Wenhong saw that his father was so angry that he looked straight at Lan Qingyu with his sharp eyes, "He is just a small piece of trash. This trash can be killed by me with just one hand. How dare he offend the majesty of heaven? It is really unbearable to look at."

Huangfu Wenhong finished speaking to Lan Qingyu, then turned to look at Huangfu Feng and pleaded, "Father, such a rude and cunning waste is not worthy of being the Second Prince's consort. I request your permission to cancel the engagement, and I hope your father will grant your wish."

Lan Qingyu looked up at Huangfu Wenhong and said coldly, "You want to cancel the engagement? Of course, I've disliked you for a long time. Don't worry, I will cancel your engagement happily. You don't have to worry, you stud."

When Huangfu Wenhong heard Lan Qingyu's words, he naturally understood what the word "stud" meant. Especially Lan Qingyu's tone, which made him very angry, and he looked at Lan Qingyu with even more unfriendly eyes.

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