Silly Concubine of the Poison King

Feng Mixian said coldly from behind, "Wait!"

The butler quickly turned around, slightly astonished, a strange light flashed across his shining eyes, and then stared at Feng Mixian sullenly.

He didn't know why Feng Mixian stopped him at this time, nor did he know why she called him.

However, he faintly noticed that Feng Mixian at this moment seemed to have some weird changes compared with before, but he couldn't tell what had changed.It was as if there was a trace of nobility and arrogance invisibly, and even majesty, which made his feet move back obediently involuntarily.

But how could such a feeling be felt in a fool? !

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

After he sized up Feng Mixian, he thought to himself: "Hmph, but he's a fool after all, is he really afraid of her?!"

Feng Mixian's face is hidden behind the silhouette of sunlight refracted from the window sills, so it's not very real, but the posture of the whole person sitting there, no matter how you look at it, no matter how comfortable it is, there is a natural expression that seems to be inherent in it. The elegant and dignified reserve and the cool and alienated atmosphere.

She had a calm expression, and there was finally an undisguised faint tiredness between her brows. She rubbed her painful and dizzy forehead with one hand, while the other hand was still on the bed, her voice was soft,

"You want to leave before the butler has spoken clearly?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her head slightly, and a pair of cold eyes met the astonished face of the housekeeper.

The butler was stunned for a while, it seemed that the strange feeling in his heart just now became more and more obvious now.

Afterwards, he sneered, the corners of his eyes mixed with sarcasm, and a touch of disdain curled up from his lips,

"The letter of divorce and the compensation have been handed over to you. Our lord and you are settled. What? Could it be that Miss Feng thinks that the 3 taels of silver note is not enough? Don't be too shameless. You Don't even look at the status of our prince, how dare you, a fool who doesn't even want to be in the Marquis's house, dare to climb high?!"

The tone of the words was very strong, very presumptuous, and even had a hint of obvious warning.

But after he finished speaking, he regretted it a little. Can she understand him arguing so much with a fool?What a waste of time!

"Is this the cultivation of Prince Ze's Mansion? It turns out that's all it is!" Feng Mixian was not annoyed after hearing this, and smiled indifferently. She glanced at the butler maliciously, curled her lips, and sighed.

In this ancient time, the religious rules were very strict, even though Feng Mixian was so destitute, there was still a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority, the housekeeper treated her like this, it was an obvious offence.It's just that this housekeeper dared to be so rampant by relying on the strength of King Ze's Mansion.

However, being able to raise such a bullying dog slave shows that its owner is not a good bird!

Hey, this Feng Mixian's eyesight is really not ordinary, and he actually likes that kind of scumbag!

She sighed softly, her black eyes deep.

The butler was stunned for a while, he seemed shocked, but a little bit surprised, and even a little unbelievable.

He never thought that Feng Mixian would say such words.If you can't see what's wrong with her at this moment, then you will be that stupid idiot who can't be any more stupid.

Even Nanny Ling and Xiangru, who were gnashing their teeth with the housekeeper's anger, finally came to their senses. With expressions of disbelief, they stared blankly at Feng Mixian's little bit of gentle face. A few words flashed back and forth, Miss doesn't seem to be stupid anymore, Miss doesn't seem to be stupid anymore, Miss doesn't seem to be stupid anymore...

And Ling Momo looked at her more solemnly, with complex emotions in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

In the end, she narrowed her eyes and hid all her own feelings. The light in her eyes was elusive, as if she was trying to suppress some emotions.

The butler's expression was still changing, he stared at Feng Mixian closely without blinking his eyes.

The sudden change of this fool, could it be that the two nuns and maids around just now taught her not to do it?

It must be so!

With this understanding, he calmed down a little, and immediately turned his face away. There was a biting chill on his bloated and fat face, and his words seemed to be threatening:

"Now, you are not willing to let it go? I advise you to accept it as soon as you see it before my prince turns his face. Don't make too many fearless struggles, or you will tear your face and things will not be so easy. That's good. Besides, our lord will never take a fancy to you. He already has someone he likes, and that is Miss Ruyan from the prime minister's mansion. Compared with her, Miss Feng is a world apart. So, you should accept the letter of divorce carefully..."

Miss Liu Ruyan from the Prime Minister's Mansion is not only outstanding in talent and appearance, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has a good conduct, gentle and kind, and their princes can be said to be a match made in heaven.And Feng Mixian is useless except for her outstanding appearance, the two are completely incomparable.

Speaking of which, he already hated dealing with Feng Mixian, a fool. If Prince Ze hadn't been afraid of some things, and had specially instructed him to do some things, he would not have been so polite.

"Take it when you're ready?! Hehe,"

Feng Mixian repeated those words very slowly, and sneered contemptuously, as if it was such an unbelievable joke, there was no trace of warmth in her clear and soft voice:

"If you want to send me a letter of divorce, you must have that qualification, Lord Ze!"