to the window.What kind of person is she"It doesn't matter." The smile at the corner of her lips gradually faded.Chu Qingge's brow held no hint of emotion."The past is the past, and I just want to be...Feng Yuhua was so excited, she jumped up directly!
What did she see
She! Saw Nánxīng's eyes! Those, sharp and cold, bright and clear, but emotionless and desireless eyes!
With an innate air of arrogance, he takes everything around him with indifference and a sardonic detachment.
That was Nanshen's gaze, Nanshen's eyes, Nanshen's defiance and disappointment towards this world!
Feng Yuhua couldn't calm down at all!
Even my fingertips are trembling!
The Countess's face darkened, and she said with displeasure, "Don't talk nonsense! Sit down!"
Feng Yining also hurriedly said, "Yu Hua, sit down!"
What is Nanxing doing Nanxing has been dead for so many years, what is this guy making a fuss about
Feng Yu-hua is really excited.
But she gradually saw the girl clearly.
Bright eyes and white teeth, peerless beauty. She really does resemble Nan Xing, the first beauty of Southern Jin from back then.
But, only to a certain extent.
After all, they are not the same person.
She gradually calmed down, sat back in her own chair, but she still couldn't help but glance at Chu Qingge a few more times.
Why are those eyes so familiar
Perhaps others don't know, but she and Nánxīng are close friends. She understands better than anyone the coldness with which Nánxīng despises the world.
"The Ninth Princess" She still couldn't believe it.
If one were to say that the woman before us is the daughter of Nánxīng, it would be plausible.
Speaking of which, the Yun County Princess who often visits our estate is actually Nan Xing's daughter.
Ke Yun, the county princess, had no trace of Nanxing's scent whatsoever. It disappointed her to the extreme.
Feng Yining and the Duchess's gazes were also fixed on Chu Qingge.
With Feng YuHua's antics, both of their hearts inexplicably felt moved.
This girl, she really resembles the beautiful Southern Star Princess of the Imperial City from back then.
But, it's only similar to.
The dowager empress lightly coughed, her majesty returning.
Feng Yining immediately sank her voice and said, "Princess..."
"I've met Lady Guo Gong," Chu Qingge took a step forward. Her words were polite, but she showed no intention of bowing.
The Marchioness originally didn't put any princess in her eyes, so when the Ninth Princess didn't pay respects, her face turned a bit unpleasant.
As for Feng Yining, the moment she spoke, the girl deliberately ignored her, leaving her feeling incredibly frustrated.
This Ninth Princess is too outrageous!
Lan Yi saw the expression on the Duchess's face and was immediately overjoyed.
This heartless wretch even dares to offend her own husband; it seems someone will surely step up and avenge her.
She said in a low voice, "Presumptuous! In the presence of madam, you dare not show respect"
"You lowly wretch! What are you saying Speak up, so this princess can hear you!"
Chu Qingge's indifferent gaze swept past.
For some reason, when Aunt Lan looked, her legs felt a little weak.
She... in front of the wife of a duke, she actually dared!
She also called her a slut!
"You..."
"Audacity! Who gave you the authority to address Princess I as 'you'!"
Besides Feng Yuhua, no one could see how Chu Qingge made her move.
Suddenly, her slender figure flashed past. Lan Yi exclaimed in surprise and knelt down with a thud.
Everyone, faces pale!
She! She dares!
This is the Duke's manor! Not her royal place!
"You..." The countenance of the Dowager Duchess also changed.
Chu Qingge, however, broke into a smile and said to her: "Madam, this lowly servant doesn't know his place. This princess has disciplined him for you so that no one will say that the Guo Gongfu disrespects the imperial majesty."
The statement "despising royal dignity" left the duchess speechless.
Even if the people in their Ministry of Public Works were skilled, openly they would still not dare to act recklessly.
This is a serious crime of rebellion!
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First published on the Traditional Chinese Novels Networkpped forward.Feng Liye lowered his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across Chu Qingge's deathly pale face.As if, watching her face, fragile yet pretending to be composed, crumbling piece by piece."Take...