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Chapter 117 People's hearts, she really can't believe it.

What's the situation, what's his situation?
Haohan Yezhen came out of Jiaojiao's boudoir to adjust his belt!
He...wouldn't be...

Feng Chupin was a little sluggish.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask at this time, and his expression could not be seen.But the food box that he snapped in his hands shocked An Qiao.

She rubbed her slightly sleepy eyes, and walked towards him: "Seventh Young Master, it's late at night, where are you here?"

An Qiao looked at the food box that fell under his feet.

Feng Chupin turned and left, holding the remnants of the food box in his hand.

He said angrily in his heart: You Haohan Yezhen, how dare you molested his Jiaojiao!

"Strange..." An Qiao looked at Feng Chupin's leaving back in a strange way.

This posture looks a bit like killing someone!
When did the seventh son look so happy?

She didn't think about it, but looked at the crumbled food box on the ground.

Open it up, it turned out to be a box of wishful cakes!

Fortunately, Young Master Feng Qi remembered that his young lady liked to eat this.

Coincidentally, the princess should not have fallen asleep at the moment, so she took it in to have a look.

At this time, Feng Jiaojiao was sitting on the bed, slightly lost in thought.

She didn't know why she suddenly lost interest in playing when she thought of Feng Chupin just now.

He wants the power of the Feng family, which is undoubtedly not good for her.

But she also knew Feng Chupin's situation.

Even if it wasn't him who ascended the throne, someone else would fear the Feng family.

And from a macro point of view, the Feng family is powerful, which is really not good for the stability of Daliang.

Power can easily erode a person's heart.

No one can guarantee how far you will go for your rights in the future.

She couldn't help but recall the words Feng Chupin said to her...

"Don't worry, with Jiaojiao here, my brother will never bloody Feng's family."

MD, meet a love brain!
But she was still inevitably poked by his love brain, and she smiled unconsciously.

And suddenly lonely down.

She really couldn't believe it.

She knew that there would be a day when she would be shaken, but she never expected that it would come so soon!

An Qiao came in with the food box in her hand, and as soon as she came in, she saw Feng Jiaojiao sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Princess, why haven't you slept yet?"

This Chongming is over, why does the master still look not sleepy?

Feng Jiaojiao glanced at her and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

It was too dark in the room, there was only one bedside lamp.

An Qiao replied: "It's Young Master Feng Qi, who came just now."

"Brother Seven is here?" Feng Jiaojiao had a secret in her heart, and she raised her eyes to An Qiao.

An Qiao came to her bedside: "Yes, it's Mr. Feng Qi. I guess he guessed that the princess is not asleep. He is afraid that the princess is hungry, so he brought food."

"What else did he say?"

An Qiao shook her head: "Young Master Feng Qi didn't say anything, and left the food box behind.

It can't be said that it was thrown away, because the food box broke suddenly, and Mr. Feng Qi suddenly became angry for some reason.

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, he left in a hurry. "

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the damaged handle on the food box, and her heart moved slightly.

"When did he come in?" Feng Jiaojiao asked.

An Qiao opened the food box, and took out a plate full of wishful cakes: "It should be Mr. Feng Qi who came in when Chong Ming was leaving."

In fact, she was not sure, after all, she was a little sleepy at that time.

If Chongming hadn't come out, she would probably have slept outside.

A flash of clarity flashed across Feng Jiaojiao's heart.

An Qiao offered her the wishful cake: "Does the princess want to eat it now?"

Feng Jiaojiao nodded, feeling inexplicably happy, with a smile on her lips, took a piece, and put it in her mouth.

Seeing that Feng Jiaojiao finally regained her joy, An Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it is small, and a little delicious food can satisfy you.

But she also felt that she didn't take good care of her, otherwise, such an easy-to-satisfy princess, she would have let her down for so long.

Although she didn't know why Feng Jiaojiao was upset just now, she still took the responsibility on herself.

After all, her task is to take care of the princess, to make the princess happy and grow up comfortably and healthily.

It seems that she will learn more skills in the future, and cook more delicious food for the princess, so that her princess will be happy!
She thoughtfully brought warm goat milk and handed it to Jiaojiao.

It was the milk she warmed with a small sling on the partition fan, and she warmed it up a little every day. The purpose was to prevent the princess from being hungry in the middle of the night and not being able to find food and drink.

Drinking tea and thirsty bayberry water at night is not good for the stomach and refreshes the mind.

That's why the goat's milk is warmed every night, just in case.

Feng Jiaojiao was impressed by An Qiao's thoughtfulness, and she also offered An Qiao a pastry: "You eat it too, this is delicious!"

An Qiao also ate a few under her feeding.

She was happy in her heart, she had such a good master, it was hard to find with a lantern.

So he started to serve the lady all his life and never get married.

Why do girls have to get married?
How good it is to follow her lady all the time!

The next day, Feng Jiaojiao woke up from An Qiao's awakening.

She closed her dazed eyes and let the little girls toss about.

She forgot she had to go to school and get up early!

Fortunately, An Qiao still remembered.

She sent the little girls to a busy meal.

And combed Feng Jiaojiao into a cute bun.

An Qiao whispered in her ear: "Princess, please wake up first, Chong Ming was transferred away by Young Master Feng Qi yesterday.

Young Master Feng Qi is still waiting in the courtyard to play chess with the third son, let's hurry up a little bit? "

She looked at Seventh Young Master not happy.

Although she couldn't see the other person's face.

But that neutral look is already scary, okay?

Among the young masters of the Feng family, the seventh son is the most intimidating.

Don't look at the seventh son who is usually tepid, gentle and refined, when he gets cold, he doesn't need to say a word, just a light look in his eyes is enough to make them kneel!
This innate kingly spirit really comes out from the bottom of his bones!

Feng Jiaojiao closed her eyes and murmured: "...take away..."

Suddenly thought of something, she opened her eyes suddenly, and raised her voice: "You... what are you talking about, brother Qi left Chong Ming tune?"

As soon as she uttered a word, she felt that she was reacting violently, so she suppressed her voice.

An Qiao didn't understand what it meant, she could only look at Feng Jiaojiao in the mirror and nodded.

Feng Jiaojiao was completely awake, she watched An Qiao busy on her head in the bronze mirror, and thought to herself: Feng Chupin won't kill Chongming, right?

Then he denied it in his heart.

No, no, he's not that crazy.

She lowered her eyes, remembering the decision she had made until midnight.

A trace of deep meaning flashed in her clear eyes.

The corner of her lips twitched, it seemed that she made the right decision.

When she packed up and went out, she saw Feng Chupin and Feng Shanyu playing chess in her courtyard.

She walked over and said politely: "Good morning, third brother, seventh brother."

Her lowered eyes, following the rules, seemed to be a different person.

(End of this chapter)