C32 (1/2)

The Prince Consort's Mansion had planned for more than ten years, and was initially hidden in the dark with extreme safety. However, her fear was not exposed just because Feng Qiu wanted to scheme against Tang Su and Tang Qing.

This was simply asking for trouble!

That little thing that the Kun family would never take the initiative to contact actually sent the best Death Soldiers over with such fanfare, and did not even discuss about it with him.

Now that they had reached such a state, wouldn't they be provoking Feng Jiu Li to go and investigate more?

Two children whose mothers had died. She could still hold a grudge until now!

Tang Tian De glared at Tang Qing with a cold face and said coldly: You're actually the eldest miss of the Tang Family.

Qiu Yu was extremely close to Madame Zhao back then, and it was just that you didn't know about it. Now that the His Royal Highness the Prince is looking for the culprit and in the entire residence, only she is left with one person who recognizes those two. ”

He explained in a cold voice and glared at Tang Qing. ”You don't have to care about all this, you only need to know that this is an adult's matter, and children shouldn't interrupt!”

Tang Qing seemed to want to argue with him, but when she looked at Qiu Yu, he saw that she seemed to have resigned herself to her fate.

Feng Qiu's face twitched and she hurriedly looked at her with a comforting gaze. With a frown, she took note of Tang Tian De's dissatisfaction and forced herself to suppress the irritation and anger in her heart.

Qiu Yu kowtowed with a pale face, then obediently walked in front of Feng Jiu Li.

Feng Jiu Li sized Qiu Yu up from head to toe, and revealed a shallow smile, as though he was very satisfied.

”This King will tell royal brother about the cooperation between Grand Princess and himself.”

With a faint smile, he stood up and elegantly tidied his unwrinkled black brocade robe. With a light laugh, he spread his slender legs and left the hall.

Whether it was Feng Qiu or Tang Tian De, both of them were exceptionally angry in their hearts.

Feng Jiu Li was an extremely skilled martial artist, if not for the fact that he could tell that Qiu Yu's skills were extremely good and was extremely adept at assassination and his Prince Consort's Mansion had indeed suffered a huge loss of blood, he would not have left at all.

But Feng Jiu Li's satisfaction was basically equivalent to telling them once again how outstanding this Qiu Yu whom they had lost was!

An expert like Qiu Yu would need Prince Consort's Mansion to nurture for ten years, becoming one in a thousand. It would consume an uncountable amount of manpower and resources.

However, they didn't dare to not hand over their men!

Feng Qiu's eyes burned with fury. She fiercely clenched her sharp nails into her palms, preventing herself from cursing out loud.

However, even though the Prince Consort's Mansion had suffered such tragic losses, Feng Jiu Li still seemed unsatisfied. He had clearly reached the door, but he suddenly stopped moving, turned his head around, and looked at them with a smile that was not a smile.

Seeing that he seemed to still be unsatisfied, Feng Qiu's face immediately darkened!

”What more does King Su want to do?” Feng Qiu's face darkened, she felt herself going crazy.