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Chapter 133 Counterattack
When she was about to go over and say it again, a maid came over and said, "His Royal Highness King Chu, Miss Feng, and Concubine Xu are already waiting for you."

Jing Moye's wishful thinking was interrupted and he gave the maid a cold look.

Feng Shuying was a little helpless. Jing Moye didn't hear her words, so he probably wouldn't cooperate with her.

In this case, other methods can only be used.

She thought for a while, took something out of her arms and stuffed it into Jing Moye's belt.

Jing Moye glanced at her, and she smiled softly and cutely at him.

Although he knew that her smile was a fake smile, it was quite pleasing to him, and his originally cold eyebrows unconsciously became gentler.

Concubine Xu saw the two of them not far away, and there was a bit of anger in her eyes.

She had always looked down on Feng Shuying before, but now that she saw the two standing together, she felt that they were quite right.

What surprised her the most was that Jing Moye looked gentle on the surface, but in fact he was extremely cold in his bones. It was extremely difficult for him to get close to others, but he allowed Feng Shuying to get close to him.

If she had thought that Jing Moye was acting towards Feng Shuying before, then the look on his splayed eyebrows now showed that she clearly liked her.

She found it a little incredible that Jing Moye, with his lone wolf temperament, actually fell in love with Feng Shuying.

When Jing Moye felt her gaze, his eyebrows instantly turned cold.

Concubine Xu smiled: "I was worried about you early in the morning, and I was afraid that you wouldn't come. Now that I see you, I'm very happy."

Jing Moye raised his eyelids slightly, with mockery in his eyes, and asked, "Is your injury healed?"

These words were originally a greeting. Normally a mother and son would ask out of concern, but Jing Moye's question was not only sarcastic, but also a bit provocative.

Concubine Xu's face darkened slightly, and her head hurt when she thought of what happened that day.

She squeezed out a smile and said, "It's rare that you care about me. It's already fine."

Jing Moye sneered, and Feng Shuying said warmly from the side: "It was so chaotic that day. I always wanted to apologize to the empress."

"I feel relieved to see that my queen is fine today."

If she had a chance today, she would have to beat Concubine Xu again.

In fact, they had already broken up last time, but today there were many people coming to congratulate her on her birthday, and she had to maintain her gentle image.

Concubine Xu didn't take Feng Shuying seriously before, and she still didn't take Feng Shuying seriously after being beaten last time.

But today, after she saw Jing Moye's affection for Feng Shuying, she really felt that Feng Shuying was not simple.

Because a woman who can catch Jing Moye's eyes must be outstanding.

She also smiled gently: "A few small things, it doesn't matter."

Feng Shuying praised her: "Your Majesty is generous and is really a role model for our generation."

When Concubine Xu was thinking about how to kill Feng Shuying quietly today, the maid came over and said: "Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Highness is here."

The smile on Concubine Xu's face immediately became more genuine, and she hurriedly asked: "Where is His Highness Thirteenth?"

After she finished speaking, she left Feng Shuying and Jing Moye behind and went to see the Thirteenth Prince.

Feng Shuying was also very curious about the legendary Thirteenth Prince and wanted to see what he looked like.

During the last birthday of the Queen Mother, the Thirteenth Prince did not attend because of illness, so Feng Shuying did not see her.

After a while, several eunuchs came over with a sickly young man in their arms.

The young man looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pale complexion and a gloomy look on his eyebrows.

Feng Shuying glanced at his life palace subconsciously. His life palace was dark, which was a sign of dying. She took another look at the other parts of his face and fell completely silent.

Because he was destined to die young, both his physical condition and his luck were extremely poor.

The only good thing about him is the parents' palace, where you can clearly see the deep love.

Moreover, his temperament is extremely gloomy, paranoid, and moody.

It's just that he himself is extremely poor, but there are other fate interferences, and there is a bit of vitality.

Feng Shuying knew that the fate that gave him some vitality came from Jing Moye, but they were stolen and the integration with his own was not good.

Concubine Xu was beside her asking for help, and there was only impatience and disgust in his eyes.

Concubine Xu didn't mind his attitude at all, and handed him a Tang Pozi in a warm voice: "Your hands are a little cold, this is for you."

Feng Shuying then looked at his clothes. It was almost the Dragon Boat Festival and the weather had turned warm, but he was still wearing a winter jacket and a fox fur scarf around his neck.

The Thirteenth Prince glanced at her, and she smiled politely at him. He frowned and did something that surprised her:

He took the soup lady and smashed it directly into Concubine Xu's face, and said coldly: "Get out!"

Concubine Xu: "..."

Mrs. Tang was made of copper. When she hit her, she smashed Concubine Xu's forehead.

She was not angry, but asked him: "Are you okay? Does your hand hurt?"

Feng Shuying: "!!!!!!"

She felt that her eyes had really been opened today. It turned out that there was such a partial mother in the world, which simply shattered her outlook on life.

She turned to look at Jing Moye. His eyes were light, obviously he was used to this kind of thing.

The thirteenth prince ignored Mrs. Xu, walked to Jing Moye and shouted: "Third brother, why are you here today?"

Jing Moye said quietly: "Concubine Xu has to come because of the name of my mother-in-law."

The Thirteenth Prince said a little irritably: "I don't want to come today, my father insisted on letting me come."

"Every time I see this woman I feel like vomiting. After seeing her once, I get seriously ill when I go back. She is just a bad guy!"

Concubine Xu's expression changed slightly after hearing this, Jing Moye said: "She makes you so uncomfortable, why don't you beat her up?"

The Thirteenth Prince picked up the wooden stick next to him and was about to hit Concubine Xu on the head, but was stopped by the guard next to him.

He was very angry and struggled hysterically: "You are so brave, how dare you stop me! I will kill you!"

His body was already in extremely poor condition and could not withstand such torture. He fainted without even a few screams.

As soon as he fainted, everyone in the room became a mess. They helped him to rest nearby, and some people went to call the doctor.

Seeing that he fainted, Concubine Xu felt extremely distressed and cursed: "Why are you helping His Highness Thirteenth like this? You might hurt him!"

"A little gentler, a little gentler!"

Feng Shuying watched this scene from the side and was really dumbfounded.

She turned to look at Jing Moye: "Why does Your Highness, Thirteenth, obey the prince's words?"

The corners of Jing Moye's lips curled up slightly: "Guess."

Feng Shuying: "..."

How could she possibly guess this!
Jing Moye felt very happy when he saw her like this. He rarely explained: "Treat others in their own way."