Chapter 50 (1/2)

His sitting posture is casual, but he can't hide his arrogance; his eyebrows are dim, and his arrogance makes people afraid.

Behind him stands a man in grey. He is handsome, elegant and gentle. Even in the former's unique domineering atmosphere, he also has his own irreplaceable sense of existence, which can't be ignored.

Fengyu gradually approached, after seeing her, beimingchen's dark eyes seemed to fluctuate faintly, and soon calmed down.

”Chen Wang, night childe, let two long wait, sorry.”

Feng Yu smiles faintly. Her attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and her tone is natural and familiar. It seems that the man in front of her is not the only prince who has been granted the throne among the 19 princes of the Haoyuan Empire, but a friend she has known for a long time.

Beimingchen thin red lips pursed, plain voice way, ”no harm,” this seems to be reply to Fengyu, then again way, ”night wind, give Phoenix girl a seat.”

”Yes,” said the night breeze, pulling aside the chair. ”Miss Feng, please sit down.”

”Thank you very much.”

Fengyu doesn't refuse. She goes over and sits down politely. The night wind takes a strange look at the mask on Fengyu's face and quickly draws back her sight.

He lowered his eyes and covered his inner thoughts.

This girl is really a weirdo. Since she has a mask on her face, why doesn't she cover the whole face and show the scar on half of her face instead?

What about the half of her face blocked by the mask?

When he saw Fengyu last night, he wore a half mask on her face, so he didn't know what happened to the other half of her face, so he was more curious.

But as if a couple of fengmou son to explore the aroma of the table, she did not notice a quick overflow.

The North Ming Chen Mou light takes back from the Feng feather body, saw a night breeze, ”night breeze, pass meal.”

”Yes.”

The night breeze gave orders to the door. Several bodyguards came in, and exquisite dishes were put up. Beimingchen picked up his chopsticks and said, ”girl, please.”

”Yes, Wang Chen, please.”

Feng Yu said, then picked up chopsticks, all the attention to the front of the meal, the kitchen of the palace must be good, now the opportunity is rare, she should cherish.

At the end of the meal, Fengyu's stomach is swollen, and her mouth seems to have fragrance in the aftertaste. The cook of the palace is really superb. It's a great blessing that she can taste it.

”Mr. Wang, can I borrow your calligraphy?”

After dinner, Fengyu starts to do business. She doesn't forget why she lives in the palace. Only by removing the evil Qi from beimingchen can she get what she wants earlier.

Beimingchen looks at her with dim eyes, which are so indifferent that there is no emotion, but Fengyu seems to see the meaning of inquiry from it.

She has some funny hook lip, when she is so powerful? Actually can see through this man's mood.

”The evil spirit in the Lord's body is very fierce. It's not easy to remove it. I need to prepare some things for assistance, but I'm too weak to take out these things. So I want to write it down. With the help of the Lord, I can gather them in the shortest time.”