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Chapter 272 This is not the first time this king has been so presumptuous

"Settling accounts, what is there to settle between us?" Feng Murai looked puzzled.

Feng Muting pointed to his "injured" left hand: "Let's settle this account."

Feng Mulei looked at his "injured" left hand, with a look of surprise: "Why is Brother Tinghuang's hand injured?"

Didn't the killer he sent didn't even hurt Feng Muting's hair?

"Well, don't I have to ask you?" Feng Muting raised his right hand while talking, and moved his fingers and wrist there.

Feng Mulei was taken aback again, and then replied with flickering eyes: "What does Brother Tinghuang mean?"

Feng Muting smiled, then clenched his right hand into a fist, and then punched Feng Mulei to the ground with a straight punch: "That's what I mean."

Feng Mulei covered his purple left eye, and said angrily: "Feng Muting, you dare to beat me openly again. You are too arrogant. This is the East Palace, and I am the prince. You are just a prince, and you are so arrogant. How dare you be so presumptuous!"

"This isn't the first time this king has been so presumptuous, isn't the prince used to it?" Feng Muting walked towards him.

Seeing him coming, Feng Mulei was too scared to get up, so he sat on the ground and moved back: "You, don't come over, I warn you, last time it was your luck, you kicked me and you were still punished by your father." Forgive me, this time you beat me for no reason, father will definitely not spare you!"

Feng Muting looked at his cowardly look, and smiled: "Is this king a fluke last time, you don't have any idea?"

"..." Feng Murai choked, he couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to admit it.

Feng Muting bent down, grabbed his lapel, and leaned into his ear and said, "If it wasn't for this king not wanting this position, do you think you can be the crown prince with your virtue?"

After finishing speaking, he let go and threw Feng Mulei on the ground. He stared at Feng Muting in horror, "Could it be that you..."

"The king is going to see the royal father now, do you want the king to carry you away, or go by himself?" Feng Muting asked.

"See Father... what are you going to do?!" Feng Molei struggled to get up from the ground.

Feng Muting sneered: "You have to ask even this, why are you still a prince?"

"..." Feng Murai looked at him with some fear.

"You have been kicked, and you know that you are going to file a complaint with your father. My king's arm is injured. Can't you go and file a complaint with your father?" After finishing speaking, Feng Muting turned around and left, not even giving Feng Mulei a chance to speak. .

At this time, he had already walked to the entrance of the hall, but seeing Feng Murai still standing there stupidly, he frowned: "Why, you really want this king to be troubled, and carry you away, right? "

Feng Murray couldn't help trembling, and then took a step.

He quickly thought about how he should defend himself when he saw the emperor later.

When he arrived at the imperial study room, the emperor, who was processing the memorial, heard the palace servants say that Feng Muting had come, so he got up quickly.

Feng Muting walked in, unable to clasp his fists, he could only nod his head and said: "I pay homage to my father."

The emperor happily walked towards him, but when he just walked in front of him, his face suddenly changed as if he remembered something, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You still know how to come back?!"

"Father, please calm down. My son brought you back a jar of fine wine brewed by the genius doctor himself. I originally thought that I would enter the palace and give it to my father as soon as I got back, but now I can only bring it back." Feng Muting replied.

The emperor was about to ask the reason, but his eyes fell on his "injured" left hand, he couldn't help being startled, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with your hand?!"

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