Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

The King of Zhenbei is here, the head of the Beiming Mansion is here, and Beiming Nan is also there.

In the past, Nan Qingfeng was only qualified to stand guard outside the door like a maid, waiting for orders to bring tea and water. How could she be like today, sitting on the lap of the King of Zhenbei in front of so many people, like a woman?

He spoke like a master and interrupted everyone.

"Your Majesty is here, how can you speak? Why don't you come down quickly? What a shame!"

Bei Ming endured the shock for a long time, and originally wanted to ignore Nan Qingfeng, but this girl actually started to act like a troublemaker again and again, refusing to give her any clues, fearing that she might have forgotten her identity.

Nan Qingfeng not only did not come down, but also put an arm around Dongfang Chuye's neck, burying his head and saying aggrievedly.

"It's so cruel. I really can't stay in this North Hades Mansion for a second. Your lord... no matter when we get married, I will leave here tonight."

Getting married is not as important as leaving this hellish place.

She has been planning for so long, waiting to leave and start a counterattack, and then get out of this ghost book as soon as possible.

"Leave? Where is Feng'er going?" Bei Mingnan frowned, with some concern in his eyes.

"As long as I can leave this place, I can go anywhere," Nan Qingfeng pretended to be pitiful, "My mother has broken off the relationship with me, and no one in the house wants to see me. It's useless for me to keep her, so I just want to say goodbye."

When the two are wide, everyone will be happy."

Bei Mingnan's expression remained unchanged, and she lowered her eyelashes to cover up the flash of light.

"If you have severed your relationship with Bei Ming Mansion, you are no longer from Bei Ming Mansion, and the marriage granted by the imperial decree just now... will not count."

Nan Qingfeng's heart thumped.

She never expected that her plan to sever ties with Bei Ming Mansion and leave Bei Ming Mansion would be ruined by the imperial edict requested by Dongfang Chu Ye.

Bei Mingnan raised his eyelids again and said in a light voice, "I just came back. I don't know what happened specifically, but severing the relationship cannot be done just by saying it. Mom is stupid, so Feng'er shouldn't follow suit."

Nan Qingfeng thought about it for a moment, and immediately said, "What the second brother said is that I just said it out of anger, but do you really want to come with me? If the prince hadn't arrived in time, one of my hands would have been beaten."

Mother, chop it off. If I continue to stay in Beiming Mansion, something will happen sooner or later, and the prince will be at odds with you. This is not what I want to see, so let me go..."

Dongfang Chuye didn't feel the slightest bit panic when he heard the woman's voice. Instead, he could faintly hear a hint of joking.

If he hadn't been close, he would have been deceived by his superb acting skills.

Dare to tease Bei Mingnan...

This little fox...is quite courageous.

However, he was very satisfied.

Nan Qingfeng felt the loose hand on his waist tighten again, and the man sat up straight.

"I am also very worried. If something happens to my sweetheart, I cannot guarantee what I will do."

Nan Qingfeng had a smile on his face, but his heart was full of disbelief.

You've gone dark and killed indiscriminately because you have a twisted and perverted heart. Don't blame me.

"How about... Qingfeng, get married to this king tomorrow, and no one will dare to bully you after entering the Zhenbei Palace." Dongfang Chuye took advantage of the situation and took her hand.

Nan Qingfeng withdrew his hand like lightning, as if holding his hand, what he just said would come true.

Tomorrow, tomorrow is a ghost, she doesn’t want to get married.

It's just that the foundation is not stable at the moment, so I'm just giving you a hug, and by the way, I can get closer to you so that I can gain your favor.

Just a paper person, a toad wants to eat swan meat.

Nan Qingfeng was about to decline, but Bei Mingnan spoke before her.

"I'm getting married tomorrow. I'm afraid that rumors about Feng'er getting pregnant out of wedlock will spread to the outside world. If the prince loves Feng'er deeply, he will not allow such rumors to spread and ruin Feng'er's reputation."

Directly linked to love or not, Dongfang Chuye frowned slightly, unable to continue talking.

Nan Qingfeng struck while the railway was hot, "Your Majesty, I think what my second brother said is right. The wedding date is set for March next year in Yangchun, and it will only last a hundred days and nights. I have been waiting for Your Majesty for many years, and I don't care if I wait for these days anymore.

Dad, Mom, what do you two think?"

Since we can't sever the relationship, then these "parents" will come before they even open their mouths.

Bei Mingzhen and his wife looked at each other, then looked in the direction of Bei Mingnan.

The latter nodded his head and lowered his eyebrows without saying a word. He was dressed in a white robe and looked like orchids and jade trees.

Bei Mingzhen took a deep breath and said, "I don't have any disagreements. I wonder what your Majesty wants?"

Even Nan Qingfeng said he was not in a hurry. During those days, Dongfang Chuye seemed to be anxious and had other agendas no matter what he said.

"This king wants to marry Qingfeng back to the palace as soon as possible, but Qingfeng has said so, so let her follow her."

"The wedding date has been set, so I just talked about living out..."

Bei Mingnan replied, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you."

Nan Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction.

After finishing his work, Dongfang Chuye had no need to stay here any longer. He stood up, exchanged a few polite words with Beiming's family, and left with his men.

The orange torches were removed like fiery snakes, and the cinema became peaceful again.

It was very quiet inside and outside the house.

Nan Qingfeng noticed that the needle-like gaze was directed towards his face again, and he sat at the table nonchalantly and poured himself a cup of tea.

Having said so much just now, my mouth is dry.

"You bastard!"

Helianru gritted her teeth and was about to stand up, but as soon as she moved, she suddenly felt a sharp tingling sensation in her knees. Seeing this, Grandma Wang next to her quickly helped her up.

"What the hell is going on!"

Bei Mingzhen held it in for a long time and finally broke out. He grabbed Helianru's collar with one hand and asked angrily.

Helianru was extremely frightened, "It's all this bitch, she..."

"That's enough."

Bei Mingnan stood up unhurriedly and brushed off the dust on his clothes, "No matter what happened, it's not early today, so we should rest early. If anything happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Nan Qingfeng listened to the conversation of several of them, and took a sip of tea as if it was nothing to do. After a moment, he felt a white robe appear in his peripheral vision. He stopped his movements and raised his eyes to see Bei Mingnan's elegant face.

Right in front of you.

"This place is filthy and we can no longer live in it. The house we have arranged for you is some distance away. It's getting late. I'll take you there tomorrow. How about spending the night in my house tonight?"

If he hadn't known that the man in front of him was probably the one who plotted against Dongfang Chuye, Nan Qingfeng would have been deceived by his elegant and harmless aura.

"Where will the second brother sleep?" Nan Qingfeng blinked, feeling a little guilty.

Are you the only one who can pretend?

"It doesn't matter to me, I'll just go and sleep with my eldest brother or third brother in the courtyard for one night."

"Oh well."

Nan Qingfeng was very rude. Under Helianru's almost murderous gaze, he followed Bei Mingnan with his bracelet to the Qingzhu Courtyard where he lived.

"Have a good rest and don't worry about other things. My second brother will help you. Good night."

Looking at the closed door, Nan Qingfeng fell back on the bed.

Next to her, Zhuo'er looked at the door with a look of infatuation, "Miss, the second young master is so perfect...Luckily you have such a brother."

Nan Qingfeng sneered, "Perfect? ​​It is indeed perfect... a perfect chameleon."

The perfect brother?

Doesn't exist at all.

I'm just afraid that tomorrow, when he knows the whole story, he will settle the score with her.

I don’t know what kind of means it will take...