The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Lou Feixue looked worried and snorted coldly.

"So what if I'm presumptuous?"

The leader of the Golden Armored Guard smiled embarrassingly: "The little one didn't know that it was the mistress who arrived, so he yelled indiscriminately, asking the mistress to forgive me!"

"Where's Yu Zisu?" Lou Feixue asked lightly.

The golden armor commander immediately gave up the position in front, and said with a flattering smile: "The master is discussing matters in the meeting hall, mistress please!"

Then he bent down and made a gesture of invitation, and the other Jin Yiwei also showed respectful smiles on their faces.

Only then did Lou Feixue drag Yu Qingqian into the meeting hall in a hurry.

And the commander of the Golden Armored Guard behind them couldn't help wiping the sweat off his brow. This cruel woman came at a really bad time today.

Anyway, the Hall Master is estimated to be miserable!

The Golden Armor Commander and the Golden Clothes Guards deliberately slowed down, sweating for their Hall Master, and praying that he would not be repaired too badly today.

As soon as Lou Feixue and Yu Qingqian entered the meeting hall, they saw Yu Zisu sitting at the top, beside him sat a gentle and pleasant woman, and at the bottom sat Yu Jing and several elders of Motian Palace.

When the elders of Motian Temple saw Lou Feixue coming in, the expressions on their faces changed drastically, and they quickly returned to calm.

A middle-aged man stood up and bowed to Yu Zisu, "Master, let's end today's discussion here, and I have to deal with the border affairs."

Several other people also got up one after another to shirk that they had something to leave.

Yu Zisu didn't expect that Lou Feixue would come here with Yu Qingqian. He took a sneak peek and saw that Lou Feixue's face was cold at this time, and his whole body was releasing air-conditioning, so he immediately waved his hand.

"Go, go, you guys go ahead and discuss this matter in a few days."

Several elders got up and smiled respectfully at Lou Feixue and said, "Greetings, mistress, we have to take our leave first!"

Seeing Lou Feixue nodding with a cold face, the few people seemed to have oiled the soles of their feet, and they walked out of the conference hall in a few moments.

Seeing the two of them, Yu Jing got up immediately, with a smile on Qingjun's face: "Mother, Qianqian!"

"Daddy!" Yu Qingqian also showed a big smile on his face, then looked at Yu Zisu and shouted, "Hi, Grandpa!"

Yu Zisu's face was immediately covered with a smile like a rotten persimmon, "My dear granddaughter, I miss you so much!"

"..." Yu Qingqian twitched the corners of her mouth, no wonder everyone said grandpa was out of tune.

Lou Feixue glanced sideways at Yu Zisu, "It's almost like you're an old wretch who is busy making vixen all day long, and you have time to think about my family Qianqian? It's too fake."

Old Yuzi Su blushed, stiffened his neck and said, "You tigress, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I become a vixen? Don't slander me in front of your son and granddaughter."

Lou Feixue put his eyes on that gentle and pleasant woman, and sneered bluntly: "Isn't this what it is?"

"Lou Feixue, you are as sharp-tongued as ever, no wonder Zisu wanted to separate from you." The gentle woman's voice was like water, soft and gentle, but the words she spoke were somewhat cold.

"Really? That's not like you. After so many years of posting, you still haven't become a regular." Lou Feixue was also polite, and the coldness in his eyes was even more intense.

The gentle woman had a bit of anger on her face, "Lou Feixue, don't go too far."

"So what if I'm too much? You shameless vixen, if you want to pick up my broken shoes, it depends on whether I want to throw them away or not." Lou Feixue raised her chin arrogantly.

The gentle woman got angry, turned her head and gave Yu Zisu a hard look, "You just watch her humiliate me like this?"