Although the Twelve Palaces are not in line with each other, they have taken full care of their skills on the surface. There is not no fight in private, but after the fight, naturally both sides know how to avoid suspicion. At least no one can blatantly send the "culprit" to their birthday party.

Isn’t this causing trouble for others?

In Jinghong Palace's cognition, most of the things that Feiyan did were the idea of ​​Zhulong Palace.

At this moment, Feiyan's arrival made the people in Jinghong Palace feel that Zhulong Palace is too bullying.

However, there were many guests, but for a moment they couldn't break up, so they could only stand there with a stiff smile and stare at Feiyan.

"Yan'er, aren't you doing well yet?" At this moment, a handsome man slowly came. He was wearing a brocade dress and looked very beautiful, but his eyes were staring at Fei Yan's or not.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Feiyan's eyes, and in a flash, he turned his head with a smile on his face and looked at the man and said, "Young Master, I don't know what's wrong. Jinghong Palace doesn't seem to welcome us very much." As he said that, Feiyan lowered his head a little aggrievedly, and his eyes slowly became lonely.

The man frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but not his attitude towards Feiyan, but towards the disciples of Jinghong Palace.

"Below is Zhuge Yin, Zhuge Yin, came to celebrate his birthday in the name of his father. I wonder what you are dissatisfied with?" Zhuge Yin spoke gently, but there was a hint of toughness in his tone.

When several disciples from Jinghong Palace heard Zhuge Yin’s report to their homes, they felt a cold sweat.

Zhuge Yin is the only son of the Lord of Zhulong Palace!

Although they could be more contemptuous to Feiyan, they did not dare to neglect the young master of Zhulong Palace.

"Where, where! Come in quickly." The disciple of Jinghong Palace secretly wiped the sweat beads from his forehead and hurriedly welcomed the person in.

Zhuge Yin nodded slightly, but there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes. He turned to look at Fei Yan and said, "Yan'er, we can go in."

"Yes." Feiyan nodded obediently.

Zhuge Yin sent a total of seven or eight people this time, among which Zhuge Yin was the one who took care of Feiyan from the beginning. The disciples of Zhuge Yin, who saw him in their eyes, naturally did not dare to say anything.

"Yan'er, you don't need to blame yourself. Jinghong Palace is not strict in discipline, so you will have such a bastard. Don't let yourself be wronged. Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you this time." Zhuge Yin looked at Feiyan walking beside him and spoke with concern. In his opinion, Feiyan treats the people in Jinghong Palace too "weak" and shouldn't have been.

But then I thought about it that pretty people should be cared for, and Zhuge Yin was very satisfied with Feiyan's "softness".

"Young Master, I don't think there is any need to... We are here to celebrate our birthday this time. If I get anything off because of my affairs, I am afraid that the people from Jinghong Palace will not give up. If I hurt the young master, I really shouldn't do anything." Fei Yan bit his lip and lowered his head slightly, looking aggrieved.

Zhuge Yin's heart was pounding when he saw that look. If it weren't for the wrong location, he would have wanted to take Feiyan into his arms and take good care of him.

"Take me? Just rely on Jinghong Palace? Do they have such courage? Don't worry, don't let yourself down, I will make the decision for you." As he said that, Zhuge Yin's hand subconsciously wanted to climb up to Feiyan's shoulder and "please comfort him."

The result is at this moment...
Chapter completed!