Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 1002 Attacking the Poisonous Owner

But this is enough to make Jingguang happy. God knows that she is almost suffocated to death when no one talks these days. She was afraid of scaring him, so she thought for a while and said: "My name is Fengguang, and I am... a little fairy that lives on the willow tree outside. , it’s not a ghost.”

"You are a god, so why can't I see you?"

"My mana is low, my cultivation level is not high, and I can't transform into a physical body. Of course you can't see it." After the first flicker, I found that the next flicker became more and more logical.

"Oh." He replied, and sat down on the corner of the bed again, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Feng Guang asked, "You haven't told me your name yet?"

"I don't have a name." He was born in the dungeon. If he didn't have the royal birthmark on his body, he would have died on the guillotine with his biological mother whom he had never met. The old eunuch who raised him died four years ago. He died, he was nice, but full of pedantry, even though no one recognized him as the prince, he offered him up like a master. The old eunuch would never dare to choose a name.

Feng Jing could imagine how difficult his situation was, she smiled and said: "If you don't have a name, then let me pick one for you, um... My name is Feng Jing, so can you be called Feng Yan? Feng is unrestrained, Yan It is also unrestrained, the little guy will be an unrestrained, free and easy person in the future."

He raised his head, and after a long time, his small mouth moved, "Okay..."

Fengguang subconsciously raised her hand to touch his head, like a gust of wind blowing on top of his head, "Then you can call me sister from now on, Xiao Fengyan."

"Hmm." The cuteness made people feel distressed.

Ever since Ah Wan disappeared, the palace people seem to have forgotten the existence of Feng Yan, and there is no other person to take over Ah Wan's food delivery, but the scenery is so happy, no one will bully this child again, and she will always solve the problem of eating , she enjoys raising this little guy to look fat and white.

"Xiao Fengyan, I haven't asked you how old you are yet." Fengqing sat on the tree, her feet dangling.

There is a well in the yard, and he is working hard to fetch water. Although Feng Feng wants to help, she just went to the imperial dining room to steal food, and the power of touching things has not yet recovered.

Holding the bucket, he said, "I'm twelve."

It's twelve!She thought that he would not be more than ten years old at most. This child lacks nutrition and looks younger than his peers. Feng Feng couldn't bear it, "12 years old, still young."

Standing in the yard, he began to undress.

"Hey, Xiao Fengyan, what are you doing?"

"Wash clothes." He thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, take a shower."

"It's good to love cleanliness, but are you going to wash in cold water directly? Also, you don't plan to wash clothes naked, right?"

"I don't have any other clothes." The movement of his hands paused.

After a while, he said, "It's okay for you to take cold water in summer, but what about winter?"

Feng Yan untied her belt, "Naturally, it's the same as summer."

Feng Feng really wanted to yell at him. He used cold water to come here in winter. At least he didn’t freeze to death, and he didn’t get sick. This child is also the son of the emperor. Well, counting his age, he is only in the sixth grade of elementary school now, secretly cursed at this evil feudal society, and made a decision.

When Xiao Fengyan was about to take off all her clothes, she stood up and turned her back and said, "Xiao Fengyan, don't worry, my sister will let you live a good life."

After speaking, the scenery floated down from the tree and left the dilapidated courtyard.

Feng Yan raised his head and looked at the slightly moving branches and leaves on the tree. As usual, he showed no expression. He raised the bucket, and a bucket of water poured down from above his head.

(End of this chapter)