The two short streets were quickly completed, and in front was the gate of the General's Mansion.

There were a lot of people standing there who came out to greet them. When they saw the two figures walking side by side from a distance, their expressions changed to varying degrees.

Ye Chenghuan raised her eyes and glanced over. The handsome middle-aged man in official uniform was her father, General Ye Nantian. Next to her was Ye Junqi, the playboy third brother who had not yet obtained the imperial examination and was idle at home.

Behind them are the Sixth Lady, headed by the First Lady, and the Sixth Lady Ye Junwu and Seventh Lady Ye Junli who have not yet left the cabinet.

Oh, King Cang's reputation was so great that he even welcomed them all out of the house. Except for the eldest brother who was the commander of the Royal Forest Army and the second brother who was stationed at the border, everyone who was supposed to be there showed up.

"I've met Princess Cang (Concubine)" they approached, a row of people bowed politely, and Ye Chenghuan's lips showed a slight smile.

The original owner didn't even have the qualifications to look up at them, but now he had to salute her reluctantly. How uncomfortable was this feeling?

Now that she is Princess Cang, even her father only needs to turn sideways to return the salute. But when it comes to her, she doesn't even have to turn sideways. Only Feng Cangqiong's cold voice responds, and she bows her hands, "General."

Please get up"

"Prince Cang, please!" Ye Nantian was slightly stunned, and Ye Chenghuan sneered secretly. Do you still want to hear Feng Cangqiong call himself his son-in-law and call you "father-in-law"?

This man's eccentricity is deep in his bones, and he has never paid attention to those false etiquettes.

As if hearing her sneer, Ye Nantian glanced at Ye Chenghuan with his unpretentious old eyes, anger flashed past, and then he stood up and gave way.

Ye Chenghuan automatically regarded it as air and stepped into the general's mansion.

A group of people sat down in the main hall, Feng Cangqiong waved his hand, the guard Zhuiyue presented a gift to the door, the ladies remained calm, Ye Junwu and Ye Junli glanced at Feng Cangqiong from time to time, their envious and loving eyes lingering.

Returning, there is a bit of expectation

Ye Chenghuan lazily took a sip of tea, his eyes swept over their obviously well-dressed clothes, bright colors, like colorful butterfly branches, delicate and delicate faces with blush like clouds, and shy spring colors rippling between their brows and eyes.

It seems that people are more beautiful than flowers

It seems that there is another good show today

Feng Cangqiong was also gazing silently, his carved handsome face was cold and charming, his vast and deep phoenix eyes overflowed with scorching brilliance, his tightly pursed rouge lips outlined a natural aura, and he sat quietly, just like a line of indescribable words.

Scenery, a myth that can dominate the world

Today, he is wearing a deep purple-red brocade robe, also trimmed with gold. The pattern of rising dragons and phoenixes is lifelike. It is paired with a belt of the same color and exquisite brocade boots. It depicts his natural nobility everywhere. The sun and moon shine in front of him.

overshadowed

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Chapter completed!