On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the fire on the day of Duanmu's National Birthday Banquet became an unforgettable memory for Songzhou people in their lives. Especially for the Duanmu family, it was a disaster, a shame, and a fear and hidden danger buried deep in their hearts.

The Lotus King led the topic to the fire, Duanmu Satoshi's face changed immediately. His five fingers holding the wine cup were suddenly closed, his arms trembled slightly, and even his eyes were filled with flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "This revenge will be avenged by the Duanmu family!"

The Lotus King laughed suddenly, "Repay?" She shook her finger, "I'm afraid I can't get it back! I heard that the fire was released by the princess of Dashun, a teenage girl. As a result, so many people in the General Palace didn't catch her, but instead let them deal with half of the troops. With this ability, they still want to take revenge?"

In the art of talking, I am afraid of exposing my shortcomings. I can chat with you anyway. I can expose my shortcomings, but I don’t like to listen to them. But this Lotus King doesn’t take the ordinary path and specializes in picking the shortcomings of the Duanmu family. He pokes up the pain points, and pokes one eye at a time, that’s right!

Duanmu Sora was so angry that she almost didn't feel nervous. She could still keep a little awake, but she lost most of her mistakes. The person who didn't dare to provoke this Lotus King also began to fight against him. Will he also - "Hmph! When Qianzhou sent the magic shoot to Dashun to kidnap the princess' brother, trying to threaten the princess with this. What's the result? Didn't he also take all the lives of Jingwei and magic shooters, leaving only the child with one finger? We are half a pound, so no one can laugh at anyone."

King Lian covered his mouth and smiled for a while, saying, "It was just a group of stupid people, but they wanted to compete with Dashun, who had been in the past few years. If they didn't suffer a few losses, how could they remember the lesson? What's more, they had to blame the wrongdoers and had no ability to fight with the ninth prince and Princess Ji'an, but they attacked a child and were useless."

"Your Highness, King Lian, is very generous." Duanmu Anguo interrupted when he heard the conversation here, "Did Your Highness forget how Princess Ji'an treated Qianzhou's princess Ru Jia?"

King Lian raised his eyebrows and looked at him with great confusion: "Ru Jia is the niece of the emperor's brother, not my king's. I worry about anything else! Besides, even Ru Jia's temperament is Kang Yi dares to go too far, it is obvious that she wants her daughter to die. How can I control her biological mother want her life?"

Duanmu Anguo looked at King Lian for a while and didn't say anything. Duanmu Satoshi said again: "According to me, Qianzhou only needs one finger of Princess Ji'an's younger brother, it's too cheap. He should chop the kid and make it into dumpling filling."

The Lotus King grinned, looking disgusting but surprised, "It turns out that Master Tuan's son likes to eat this kind of human meat dumpling? That's good. Those people who were burned to death in the previous Tuan Mansion were just chopping them for you to eat. They had been roasted and tasted better."

Duanmu Qing deeply realized what it would be like to say ruthlessly at the same level. He returned to his seat in frustration and secretly made up his mind not to say anything more to the Lotus King.

At noon, the person who went to the Fu family to send silver and then to Xianzi Pavilion to get the portrait came back and knelt in front of Duanmu Anguo and replied: "I went to the Fu family and found out that there was a daughter named Fu Ya, and she was selected when recruiting in the Magic Hall." He said, lifting the three scrolls in his hand over his head, "This is a portrait stored in Xianzi Pavilion, please check it out."

Duanmu Anguo nodded and signaled his servant to take the portrait over. Feng Yuheng raised his head, as if he was intentionally exposing his true face to let Duanmu Anguo see it clearly.

The three portraits were carried out by three servants in front of Duanmu Anguo. The girl in the painting had a clear eyebrows, beautiful eyes, plain and natural expression, not smiling, not sad, as if everything had nothing to do with it. Beautiful looks is good, but not the kind of bright and beautiful beauty, so much like an ice flower, with frost and coldness in her bones.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Yuheng standing behind the Lotus King. His appearance was almost the same, but he was a little more agile and more angry than the portrait. But this is the most fundamental difference between a real person and a portrait, so there is nothing abnormal.

Duanmu Anguo raised his eyebrows. Although the girl was indeed Fu Ya from the portrait, why did he look like the one who set fire that day? He asked the guard who came back: "Is this portrait really there in Xianzi Pavilion?"

The guard nodded: "That's right, it's a portrait of the Fu family girl painted in Xianzi Pavilion within three years. My subordinates watched the painters take it out of the attic with their own eyes, and the date is marked on it."

Duanmu Anguo glanced at the past days and stopped asking. He could see that the portrait was really correct. If it were painted, the ink mark would never look like this. Could it be that he was too careful?

With such doubts, the Hundred Family Banquet was eaten until three minutes later. When Duanmu Anguo finally announced the end of the banquet, Feng Yuheng reached out and poked the Lotus King who was already asleep on the table, frowned and called her: "Hey, wake up."

The two maids holding the ice lantern looked at her for a while, but didn't say much. But one of them put the ice lantern in his hand closer to the Lotus King. The cold air and incense smell on the lamp immediately woke up the Lotus King.

The woman took a few deep breaths, stretched her waist very comfortably, then stood up, ignored Duanmu Anguo, pulled Feng Yuheng and walked out of the field.

Since Duanmu Anguo expressed his opinion to Qianzhou to surrender, Qianzhou has set up an inn in Songzhou. When the Romance King came to visit, he lived in Qianzhou's inn.

Feng Yuheng followed King Lian back to the inn. Before leaving the Winter Palace, she didn't see the class leaving again. I don't know if it was because of the change of duty or the guy found a new job. Feng Yuheng thought that she knew everything about her experience in the Winter Palace. So, at this moment, in a dark place beside her, is the class leaving hidden there? Just like before, being her shadow?

"This cloak was touched by Duanmu Anguo just now and burned it." After King Lian entered the inn, he picked his cloak and threw it to the servants. "The old man in Duanmu Anguo has a smell and smells disgusting."

Feng Yuheng agreed with this.

A room was divided into her inn, and King Lian didn't ask her to do anything on weekdays, as if the treatment was different from that of ordinary servants.

After Feng Yuheng returned to the room, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Yesterday, the magic hall was in urgent training and had almost never slept all night. In addition, he had been struggling a lot these days, so he was really sleepy now.

Unfortunately, after a short while, no one fell asleep, he heard a slight noise at the door, and then someone sneaked in. Although the footsteps had been lowered as much as possible, Feng Yuheng's ears were still very loud.

She sighed softly and said helplessly: "I can't even sleep well!" After that, she sat up in a flash.

The person who touched in was scared to death by her sudden words. He exclaimed, covered his heart and kept shouting: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes, "Your Highness, is there anything you have to do?"

"Oh, it's not fun at all." The person who came was the Lotus King. This man seemed to prefer red clothes very much. Although the clothes had obviously changed, they were still eye-catching red. It looked very abrupt with her always-white face. "Just pretend you will die?" While saying that, he took a sip of the red date tea in his hand, and then handed it to Feng Yuheng: "You can try it too, it's delicious, replenishes qi and blood, and nourishes the skin."

Feng Yuheng shook her head, "I'm still young and don't need this thing." She had a good impression of the Lotus King, and it was not just a little bit, but she had to control the spread of this kind of favorability and the increase in favorability, because the other party was from Qianzhou, and the Qianzhou royal family. She had a great revenge with Qianzhou royal family. In this life, she did not intend to let go of a person with the surname Feng and those who had the surname Feng.

Feng Yuheng retreated, unwilling to be too close to the Lotus King. Although they were all women, the femininity brought from the other party's bones still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The Lotus King was not unhappy, but just spoke to her, "I asked someone to prepare food for you. After standing in the Winter Palace for a day, I must be tired and hungry. The old man from Duanmu Anguo can just mess with those useless things. He can sing and dance for so long, and he is so annoyed."

Feng Yuheng didn't accept her kindness, "I'm not hungry, I'm very full."

"Yeah?" King Lian was puzzled, "When did you eat?"

"When you were sleeping at the Baijia Banquet, I finished your fish." Feng Yuheng told the truth. The fish was really delicious, and it has made her feel endlessly aftertaste until now.

King Lian opened his mouth wide and looked at Feng Yuheng with admiration: "I'll be good, you're so good! He dared to eat his master's fish in front of so many people. But hey! Tell me, what did that old man from Duanmu Anguo look like when you were eating fish?"

Feng Yuheng carefully recalled Duanmu Anguo's expression at that time, but after a while, he shook his head: "I can't remember, I just spent time eating and didn't look at him at all."

The Lotus King was a little disappointed, "Oh, you must have missed the most exciting expression of the year. Let me tell you, Duanmu Anguo's attention to these fish is much better than that of living people. Didn't you see the two fish when they were brought up? Really, you should have looked at me more or woke me up to see that old man eating, which is a great pleasure."

Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "What kind of grudge do you have with Duanmu Anguo? Also, why did you want me to come? Are you not afraid that I am a bad person?"

King Lian waved his hand, "There are not so many bad people in the world that I let me spread it. If I don't think you look like you, then you are definitely not. As for the hatred between me and Duanmu Anguo, hum!" As she spoke, her face condensed, and in the blink of an eye, she suddenly covered the thousand-year-old frost, just like a human being turned into a ghost and a demon, just like the transformation in the ghost story passed down from five thousand years of the Chinese nation when it comes to the most terrifying place, which makes people shudder after just one look.
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