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With that, he withdrew.

Looking at Bai Zheng's leaving figure, Zhuo Lingxiao slightly tilted his chin upwards, and glanced at Feng Linyuan with the corner of his eyes. "I didn't expect that after so many years, not only has Dingyuan Marquis grown in age, but he also has a temper, to the point of being less sensible than your little madam."

"This lady of mine is timid, but she has always been gentle and considerate towards others. Naturally, she is very sensible." Feng Linyuan's eyebrows relaxed, he did not care about the ridicule from his words.

"Father said that the Marquis' eyes must be extraordinary and that the new Madam Hou must have her strengths. Looks like Father's words are true." Zhuo Lingxiao said meaningfully.

"Zheng is indeed the most considerate and gentle one." Feng Linyuan nodded with a faint smile.

"Speaking of the Xuanning King, this marquis had the honor of watching the Xuanning King's charm from atop the walls of the Yancheng seven years ago.

The corner of Zhuo Lingxiao's eyes twitched, and he quickly laughed: "Thanks to Master Hou, royal father's health is healthy. From time to time, you would tell this Decedent about the new Dingyuan Marquis of the Great Zhou. When you were young, you were exceptionally talented, peerlessly talented.

Feng Linyuan's expression did not change, and calmly said: "Prince is praising me too much. This time, seeing the Decedent, we can see that the exceptional grace of the Xuanning King is also someone who has a successor. "

Just as the two of them were talking casually, Bai Zheng took Qingzhi back to the main hall.

Seeing that Bai Zheng had appeared with the tea, Zhuo Lingxiao stopped his verbal confrontation with Feng Linyuan, leaned back, and leaned his entire body into the chair.

She glanced at Feng Linyuan provocatively and waited for him to bring his tea to apologize.

Bai Zheng seemed to not have noticed, and indicated for Qingzhi to bring the green spring water to the few of them.

Seeing Feng Linyuan smiling as he accepted the tea from Qingshao, he took a sip and had no intention to get up.

Qingzhi then respectfully brought the tea over.

Zhuo Lingxiao, who was originally relaxed sitting in a chair, instantly sat up straight. His gaze was like a blade that swept across Feng Linyuan's calm and gentle face, and then turned to look at Bai Zheng.

"What do you mean?"

Bai Zheng sat Bai Yinan and drank a mouthful of tea. Only then did she have the time to turn around and look at him.

"Are you playing dumb with this Decedent, or are you letting the servant girl replace you when you serve tea?" Zhuo Lingxiao endured his anger, "Or did Master Hou go back on his words and refuse to acknowledge what he said just now?

Feng Linyuan smiled and did not say a word.

Bai Zheng chuckled instead. "Did Decedent misunderstand something? When did Master Hou want to apologize to you?"

"No apologies? Didn't he just say it himself? If you slander this Decedent, then you will personally apologize to me. What does he mean by this? Zhuo Lingxiao spoke with disdain.

"Decedent misunderstood." Bai Zheng said with a smile, "Master Hou did say it earlier. If you slander Decedent, you will have to compensate, but Master Hou did not slander Decedent, so there is naturally no need to apologize to Decedent."

"No slander?" Zhuo Lingxiao opened his eyes wide, pointed at the sword and blurted out: "Dingyuan Marquis, do you recognize what you just said, that this Decedent did not do anything to the sword?"

"Indeed, His Highness did not lie to us on this point." Feng Linyuan nodded.

"Then why did you say …"

"But the Decedent lied to us saying, you can't pull out the sword." Bai Zheng interrupted him with a smile.

Zhuo Lingxiao didn't quite react, and answered: "I really can't pull it out."

Abruptly, he widened his eyes, "Could it be that Master Hou thinks that this Decedent will use this matter to deceive you?"

Bai Zheng looked at Zhuo Lingxiao with a smile that was not a smile, and her gaze landed on the Phoenix Cry Sword in the box.

He then took out his sword, and with one hand holding the blade and the other lightly touching the plain and unadorned sheath, his gaze gradually grew from serene to appreciative.

"Although I do not know much about the Dao of the Sword, I still feel that this sword is not as hard to pull out as the Decedent had described."

Seeing that, Feng Linyuan relaxed his eyebrows: "Zheng's words are reasonable. Phoenix Cry s are indeed not those types of ill-tempered swords. They only kill fiercely on the battlefield, and normally treat their own people with extreme gentleness. "

Zhuo Lingxiao glared at Feng Linyuan, "Master Hou, are you not admitting it because you feel that it's too embarrassing to apologize to me?

This sword is not bad, why would I lie to you all?

Could it be that it's to allow you all to easily pull it out so that it will fall on this Decedent's face and my entire face? "

Bai Zheng turned a deaf ear to this argument, she only focused on looking at the sword in front of him.

His hand brushed the blade of the sword as he examined it closely.

No one noticed that a handkerchief had suddenly appeared between Bai Zheng's sleeves, and something was dripping down through the gap between the sword sheath and the blade.

Feng Linyuan lowered his head and chuckled, "This marquis indeed didn't understand Decedent's intentions. Maybe it's because Xuanning King had put in a lot of effort and wholeheartedly wanted to gift Zheng a gift.

"Who's playing with you?" Zhuo Lingxiao was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head, this was the first time he was so angry!

He obviously couldn't pull out this sword, yet she said he was lying?

Was he really that free to eat!?

He glared at Feng Linyuan, his chest heaving violently.

Feng Linyuan, on the other hand, was sipping his tea leisurely: "Zheng, this is indeed a good tea, I'll have to trouble you to make this trip."

Bai Zheng turned her head back with a slight smile. "Master Hou thinks that since it's good to drink, it's worth it …"

Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was snatched away by Zhuo Lingxiao.

"If you can't pull it out, you can't. If you have the ability, Miss Bai, pull it out for me …" As he spoke, he squeezed the scabbard with force.

"Crack!"

The sword left its sheath, and half of its silver body was pulled out by him.

The teacup in Bai Yinan's hand dropped to the ground, shattered into pieces.

Wen King and Old Duke Zhou, on the other hand, could not hide their mouths agape in excitement.

"Phoenix Cry! The Phoenix Cry has been pulled out! "

Zhuo Lingxiao looked at the sword in his hands that was half pulled out, and was stunned for a long time. He blinked with all his might, and once again rubbed his eyes.

"How is this possible? It's clear that you can't even pull out your royal father … "

He muttered to himself, and then suddenly came to his senses, and threw the sword out. "This is fake, this is definitely not a Phoenix Cry!"

Bai Zheng anxiously picked up his sword, carefully putting it in her bosom, then spoke out.

"Decedent is cautious, this is something that Xuanning King has instructed me to protect all the way to the Bai Mansion, how can Decedent keep on saying that the Phoenix Cry are fake, how will I explain it to Xuanning King then?"

Zhuo Lingxiao stopped speaking, but he still looked at the sword in Bai Zheng's hand hesitantly: "But this sword, I was unable to pull it out no matter what …."

"Is that so?" Bai Zheng laughed, holding the sword hilt in one hand and raising the sword with the other.

He slowly pulled it out.