Xue An then said: "Don't worry, you will hand over Lanhua and a pair of children to me, and I swear by the country of Xiting to protect their safety!"
Feng Qingchen slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "You must remember what you said today!"
"Remember what?" Before Xue An could agree, An Yi's cold voice sounded outside.
The curtain of the tent was lifted, and Mei Ge pushed An Yi in.
A flash of panic flashed across Feng Qingchen's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and looked at An Yi. His eyes were dark and cold, like a blade stained by the cold winter and autumn.
Xue An clearly saw the changes in Feng Qingchen's eyes. He glanced back at An Yi and said with a smile: "Brother Feng plans to unite with our Xiting Kingdom. We are discussing a joint plan!"
Xue An was still worried that An Yi wouldn't believe it, so he looked back at Feng Qingchen and said, "Is it Brother Feng?"
Feng Qingchen didn't say a word, but gave Xue An a cold sideways glance with her cold and beautiful eyes.
Xue An quickly shut his mouth obediently and stood aside.
Anyi raised his eyes and looked at Xue An: "Xue An, I haven't seen you for a few days, how dare you lie in front of me?"
Xue An couldn't help but shrink his neck and didn't dare to speak.
He can¡¯t afford to offend these two people anyway!
An Yi signaled Mei Ge to push her in front of Feng Qingchen. Although An Yi was sitting in a wheelchair and was shorter than Feng Qingchen who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, her aura could not be underestimated.
Feng Qingchen lowered her eyes, looked at her nose and heart, her slender jade-white fingertips pressed on the black robe, leaving faint marks. The expression on her charming and beautiful face was cold and desolate.
"Husband, do you want to unite with Xue An?" An Yi asked word for word, staring directly at Feng Qingchen, not allowing him to dodge in any way.
Feng Qingchen slowly raised her face. In the past, the handsome man like spring smoke who kept smiling at her had a terrifyingly cold look in his eyes.
"Yes!" Feng Qingchen nodded lightly, "The King has official business to discuss, and Madam shouldn't have come!"
An anger instantly rose from his chest. An Yi stretched out his hand, reached to the man's thigh, and twisted it hard through the black silk pants.
Feng Qingchen took a breath of air, but the coldness and coldness on his face continued.
Seeing pity, his upper body was almost numb, and his arm could not even feel the pain and pain, but why was the second half of his life so sensitive?
An Yi twisted the tender flesh on her thigh and refused to let go. She stared at Feng Qingchen coldly, her heart filled with anger.
This time she must deal with this man properly. He hid everything from her and took matters into his own hands. Now he is giving her and her child away. Do you really think she is anything?
An Yi twisted the tender meat and turned it in a circle.
Beside, Xue An could not help but grinning as he looked at it, as if he felt the same thing.
It was so painful that Feng Qingchen finally couldn't stand it anymore. His cold and handsome face was instantly broken. He couldn't help but stepped back, but the chair pushed him over. He screamed in pain. Had to bend down.
An Yi showed no mercy at all. She stared at Feng Qingchen coldly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is going to sell me. Don't I still know who the buyer is?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com