Chapter 10

The dozen or so servants behind him stepped forward with trays. He just lifted the red handkerchief at will. The whole tray was filled with gold bars that were piled high like a hill. And what followed was hundreds of years of blood like jade, thousand-year-old ginseng, ten-thousand-year-old coral, and countless envious treasures.

"A stupid person has a lot of money." The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Feng Qingge complained to himself in his heart. Although these things couldn't be compared with Murong Hao's things, they were comparable in value. This kid did this to make Murong Hao look ugly.

However, Feng Qingge's worry was unnecessary. Instead of being angry, Murong Hao stood up to please, "It turns out that it's the young master of the Zheng family, please take a seat."

"Who is Zheng Zixu?" Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning and asked in a low voice.

Cui Chun paused, looked at Feng Qingge with a difference, and said with some doubts: "Miss, don't you know the young master of the Zheng family? Just like His Royal Highness King Cen's Faxiao, in the country of Yun, he has one-third of the The property is all managed by him, and he allocates one million taels of silver to the treasury every year, and even the emperor has to give him three points."

"Hey!" No wonder he has such financial resources, I thought he was a rich second generation, but he didn't expect to be an entrepreneurial talent.

Just thinking about it, that fiery gaze suddenly fell on Feng Qingge. She looked up and saw Zheng Zixu's eyes staring at her, the corner of his mouth raised, and he asked in confusion, "Who is this fat sister? Why does it look so special. Um... The heaven is full, the ground is round, and the ears are removed, it is a dumpling. Hey, sister dumpling, what's your name?"

"...Feng Qingge." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely. Feng Qingge just shrugged her shoulders indifferently and made a goodbye gesture at will. After this farce ended, she didn't need to stay here any longer. .

He hummed a little tune and turned to leave. But the sudden voice called out, and her steps stopped abruptly.

"Feng Qingge, are you Qingge?" Murong Hao shuddered. Just now, he was disgusted and didn't pay much attention to it. Now, looking at that fat and huge body, it was really terrifyingly ugly.

His dark eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he hurriedly walked off the stage.

Damn... Feng Qingge frowned slightly, and there must be nothing good to be diligent about.

"This kid Qingge has grown up and is so strong, he's almost as old as the two of us." Murong Hao couldn't help laughing, and reached out and patted Feng Qingge's arm.

The fat flesh trembled slightly, and Feng Qingge just smiled lightly.

On the contrary, other people almost spat out when they heard this sentence. Is this called sturdy, this is completely a heavyweight killer.

"Feng Aiqing, you see that Qingge has grown so big, so it's time to arrange a marriage, but there are people who come to propose marriage?" Murong Hao smiled mockingly and retracted his arm.

If Feng Qingge weighs 200 pounds, who would be willing to propose marriage to Feng's house?

A woman in Xingyue Continent is usually thirteen years old and scorpion. She can marry your Excellency. She is already twenty years old, but no one cares about her. In addition to this figure, she is also disliked because of her low IQ. If there are normal men, how can they like her?

Feng Lingyun knew that Murong Hao was watching his jokes, so he could only bite the bullet and answer: "Go back to the emperor, Qingge is not married yet."

"Just right, the third!" Murong Hao exclaimed excitedly, perhaps because of the reason he just took the medicine, his face became rosy, and he turned to look at the desolate figure.

What is this! A bad thought rose from Feng Qingge's heart. She frowned lightly and asked her if she was married. Is this the rhythm for her?

Lightly tapping the wheelchair, Mu Cangyun raised his eyebrows slightly. He was thin and thin, and he looked like a child who had not grown up. He was very thin and inconspicuous.

He seemed to have expected something, and just lowered his head and said, "Father, what's the matter?"

"You are twenty-three now, the boss is not too young, and this Qingge is Feng Aiqing's granddaughter. In the boudoir, you are now crippled with legs, and you are sick with tuberculosis. You are not the King Cen who was galloping on the battlefield. In my opinion, , how about you two make a pair?" Murong Hao smiled, glanced at King Cen contemptuously, grabbed Feng Qingge's wrist, and laughed, "Look, Qingge looks like a flower and jade, beautiful. Ruo Tianxian is just a little fat. The royal father has asked you many times, but you always refuse. This time the royal father makes the decision and chooses a wife for you, are you still satisfied?"

Pushing Feng Qingge over, Murong Hao's expression was at ease, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

The people around were quiet, and they lowered their heads one by one, and occasionally glanced at the two people in front of them, and the goose bumps all over their bodies rose. Even if Mu Cangyun lost his legs, he was still King Cen, the former god of war, and his morbid posture was astounding. And Feng Qingge's body is full of meat, just like a butcher who kills pigs. It's completely a flower inserted in cow dung, what is the match?

However, the emperor personally ordered the marriage, they naturally did not dare to say anything, and no one even dared to stand up and speak for Mu Cangyun.

The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and Feng Qingge glanced at Mu Cangyun subconsciously, the emperor is mocking her, what kind of beauty is not related to her at all, this is completely blind and confused. .

Mu Cangyun's expression remained the same, like a blank sheet of paper, without any emotional fluctuations, he seemed to be used to it for a long time, his black eyes lowered, his fingers on the wheelchair tapped lightly, and he said softly: "Father's will, How dare I refuse to obey. However, if I don’t want to do something, no one can force it. I also ask my father to see that my son is still too young to be married. years."

Trembling all over, Feng Qingge's back was already wet with sweat. He thought that Mu Cangyun had just accepted the imperial decree.

The meaning of those words couldn't be simpler. Mu Cangyun agreed to get married, but if he wanted to have children, he had no hope. To put it bluntly, it was just a name and a marriage. No one else could force this Prince Cen.

As expected, Murong Hao's face turned gloomy. Mu Cangyun only needed to accept the order, and there was no need to say the following words. Now, in front of so many ministers, it was clear that he could not be removed from the stage. How could he not accept the marriage given by the royal family when he said he didn't want it!

"Hey, I didn't expect that I'm here today. Your Majesty, don't you understand the temperament of Cangyun's boss?" Hip-hop's voice broke the deadlock, the red robe caressed, and Zheng Zixu played oranges He smiled and said, "I'm quite satisfied with this Tangyuan sister. Maybe she will be a great beauty after losing weight. Yuci's marriage will definitely be accepted, but look at the emperor, Cangyun's legs are not good, and Tangyuan sister's body shape is too big. Well, you have to give them some time."