Chapter 1805 The National Teacher's Favorite Husband Is Very Alluring (Thirty-Three)

1803. Chapter 1803 The national teacher's favorite husband is very alluring (33)

Shangguan Yi looked at the person kneeling on the ground with a sullen face, and finally said the sentence: "The bishop of the Feng family has no way, and he will be punished for half a year! The concubine of the Feng family is daring, ignorant of etiquette, and stupid. Deep punishment, but the state-owned legal family has family rules, and the concubine of the Feng family will be closed for three months, not allowed to step into the Feng Mansion, and the family head of the Feng family should also invite more ceremonial maids to teach and teach their daughters."

"Brother Huang..." Listening to the punishment, Shangguan Chen frowned, and said with some disapproval.

"What? Seventh brother makes sense?" Shangguan Yi looked at Shangguan Chen with deep and sharp eyes.

Shangguan Chen was speechless and could only say: "...I don't have any."

Sentencing has been handed down,

Even though Father Feng was annoyed and aggrieved, he had to say on his face, "Your Majesty is merciful, thank you Your Majesty Longen."

Feng Chuge knelt there with a cold face and did not say a word, and was finally held back to his seat by Lord Feng.

Shangguan Chen was worried but helplessly looked at Feng Chuge who was sitting on the seat with a cold expression, anxious in his heart.

Naihe is at the banquet now, no matter how worried Shangguanchen is, Feng Chuge can't rush over to see her directly.

He couldn't know who Chu Ge was, it was impossible for him to do such a thing, someone must be making trouble in this matter!

thinking,

Shangguanchen's cold and dangerous gaze fell on Sun Zhiyan, who looked stunned.

If it wasn't for this woman's request, how could Feng Chuge be punished?

It must be Sun Zhiyan who has ulterior motives and wants to frame Chu Ge!

Thinking of this, Shangguanchen's eyes became a little colder.

Sun Zhiyan has been in a dazed state from the beginning to the present. She just wanted Feng Chuge to make a fool of herself and not come to the stage. How could it evolve into this?

Feng Chuge actually dared to steal masterpieces from masters.

Sun Zhiyan's brain has become a mess, and she has no idea what Feng Chuge is thinking.

Ranbai held the wine cup and gently rubbed his fingertips on the wine cup. Looking at this scene, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "It seems that the children should pay attention to safety..."

Shangguanchen completely blamed all the faults on Sun Zhiyan, and Feng Chuge was not necessarily the same.

The targeted Sun Zhiyan didn't have the heroine's life, so what would happen in the end.

Ranbai clicked his tongue, and his expression was sad and fortunate, revealing an indescribable coldness and coldness.

Feng Chuge's fingers hanging on his side clenched tightly,

She lowered her head, only to feel that the whole banquet was laughing at her.

There was a tingling feeling in the palm of the hand, and the blood beads fell. Feng Chuge didn't know what to think, suddenly raised his head and looked at the young national teacher.

The girl was indifferent, the snow color against the person became more and more cold, and the dark pupils were like a dark abyss, unfathomable.

Feng Chuge immediately thought of the uncontrollable events in Chang'an Street that day.

Then this time...

He was supposed to be brilliant, but ended up like this, is it also that this person is secretly manipulating it? ! !

Feng Chuge stared at Ranbai with burning eyes. If his eyes could kill people, I'm afraid that Ranbai would have died more than a hundred times now.

"Host, the hatred value has risen!"

"Yeah." Ranbai put down the wine cup, and his voice was shallow, revealing a calm and calm voice: "Don't be excited, it will rise more in the future."

The banquet is finally over,

The emperor announced the banquet, and the bureaucrats and nobles left the palace in twos and threes.

Dianbai's one hand was slightly demonic, and there were blood-red marks on the porcelain white wrist. When he lowered his eyes, he was dressed in white like snow, as if he was exiled.

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