Thinking this way, Feng Yuan immediately felt a rush of blood to her head.
"Slap!"
With a resentful expression, she threw the just-signed treaty in front of Luo Qingtong.
Then she turned around and said to the Dayong people who had rushed to her: "Let's go!"
A group of people then left the Great Chu Imperial Palace in disarray.
The previous arrogance and presumptiveness of Feng Yuan and the Seventh Prince of Dayong were now matched by their current disgrace.
The group, like defeated dogs, ran off, tails between their legs, under the mocking and contemptuous gazes of those at the Great Chu Imperial Palace.
"Your Highness Princess!"
After Feng Yuan and her party left, a servant from the Great Chu Imperial Palace immediately took the stage.
Picking up the treaty that Feng Yuan had tossed onto the ground, he handed it to Luo Qingtong with a delighted expression and said, "Congratulations to Your Highness Princess on your great victory!"
