The Rebirth of the First Daughter: The Crown Prince

Chapter 308 Feng Yu (2)

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Slave servant Chunhong."

"Are you making tea?"

Chunhong raised her head and glanced at the young man who was looking for nothing to say. She really wanted to give him a blank stare, but she held back and only responded with a soft "hmm".

"What's the secret to making tea?"

"No." He said coldly, a little impatient.

Mo Xi lowered her head, glanced at the young man squatting there, chuckled lightly, looked away, and continued to look at the history book in her hand.

When Luyao came back, she saw the young man who was squatting aside, asking a few questions from time to time. At that time, Chunhong just nodded or shook her head, and she didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Seeing Luyao come back, Feng Yu's eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior.Just now when he talked about daytime, he wasted a lot of saliva, but Chunhong didn't say a few words in a daze. Immediately, he felt that he had been reputed to be noisy, and he was discouraged, and even doubted his own ability. Seeing When Luyao came back, she set her eyes on Luyao.

He couldn't believe it, the people around this sister-in-law Liu were so difficult to deal with!
So, he excitedly went to provoke Luyao.

However, half an hour later, Feng Yu squatted down in frustration and drew circles, glancing at the three people in the pavilion from time to time, feeling extremely frustrated in his heart and extremely aggrieved on his face.

Since he was born and could talk, he had never felt so frustrated, but he was unwilling to leave like this, so he had to squat aside, not letting an ant go, talking non-stop.

"Tell me, how can you just be so quiet? Are you giving me a reaction? How about not letting me have nothing to say?"

The resentful words were sent to Mo Xi's ears along the wind, and Mo Xi raised her head slightly, looked at the young man squatting in a group over there, and said quietly: "Luyao, am I bullying him too much? "

Luyao raised her eyes, glanced at the group of figures quietly, and said in a leisurely way: "It's not that the girl bullied him too much, but that he bullied the ants too much!" As she said, she glanced sympathetically at the besieged Up Ants.

Mo Xi took a look, and after a while, said quietly: "Luyao, you are right."

The words of the master and the servant fell into Feng Yu's ears, and the figure trembled, a little messy, and the piece of hay that was originally holding the ants froze in its hand, and did not move for a long time.

Feng Yu looked at the ants in front of her, blinked her eyes, and told herself, Feng Yu, Feng Yu, you fucking, give me some backbone, don't cry, don't cry, if you cry, you are not a big man, absolutely Can't cry.

Keep blinking.

When Feng Mingxi stepped into the courtyard, what he saw was such a scene.Not far away, in the gazebo, a beautiful figure was sitting there, with an elegant face, calm, holding a book slantedly in his hand, looking at it earnestly, behind him, stood a servant girl, refilling some tea from time to time, with a corner , a maid was busy making tea, it was a very beautiful picture, but unexpectedly, five steps away from the pavilion, there was a group of unknown things nesting there, destroying the beautiful picture in front of me.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and rubbed his forehead, only to feel the corners of his forehead throbbing, he hesitated for a moment, he walked over there, and stopped beside the shadow.

"Get up." There was a faint sound, not gentle, but not harsh.

Hearing the sound, Feng Yu quietly raised her head, her eyes were filled with mist, she was about to shed tears.

Feng Ming sighed and his forehead twitched, what happened?How could this kid be bullied so far?
"Brother Six~" He called softly, as much resentment as he wanted, as much grievance as he wanted, he opened his arms, and wanted to rush over, but was jumped away by Feng Ming's breath. He fell to the ground and ate a mouthful of ashes.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!" Feng Yu spat out the ashes in her mouth, turned her head to look at Feng Mingxi, and felt more and more sad.

This kid-

Feng Mingxi's face turned dark.

"Get up!" The same two words, but the tone changed, a little more angry.

At that moment, Feng Yu didn't dare to say anything, she quickly got up from the ground, and patted the dust off her body at an unprecedented speed.

Seeing that Feng Yu was fine, Feng Mingxi turned his head and set his eyes on the gazebo. It stands to reason that the people sitting in the gazebo should have heard about such a big commotion, but there was no change there. Those who read books continue to read, those who should stand continue to stand, and those who should make tea continue to make tea.

Feng Yu raised her head, and seeing this scene, she finally felt much more at ease, and she secretly rejoiced, so it turns out that he is not the only one who the sixth sister-in-law doesn't want to see!

Seeing this situation, Feng Ming realized that what happened last night had finally annoyed the woman in the pavilion. After hesitating for a moment, she stepped into the pavilion and sat down slowly. Feng Yu thought about it, and followed her, and sat down next to.

Right now, there is a good show on stage, how could he not watch it because he is afraid of chaos in the world?

Seeing the young man who sat down rudely beside him, Feng Mingxi's face turned dark, he raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face, he looked at Feng Yu quietly: "Yu'er, do you still have something to do?"

"No, what can I do? Sixth brother, you don't know, you know..." Under someone's gaze, the voice became smaller and smaller, and the head lowered lower and lower, almost to the top of the stone table After a while, he jumped up from his seat and shouted: "Oh, I remembered, I have an appointment with a friend, and I am leaving the house today, Sister-in-law Six, I am leaving, don't keep me."

As she said that, Feng Yu gave Mo Xi a reluctant look, and blinked at Mo Xi vigorously.

Mo Xi pretended not to know what Feng Yu meant, and said quietly: "Sixth brother, go slowly."

At that moment, Feng Yu staggered and almost fell off the stone steps. He wobbled a few times before he stood still. He glanced at the two people in the pavilion with resentment, and left the yard step by step, feeling regretful and despised a good show. up.

After Feng Yu left, Feng Mingxi pressed Mo Xi's book, forcing her to look at him.

"What do you mean, sir?" Mo Xi lazily looked at the man in front of her, and said slowly, and then yawned, unable to hide her tiredness.

Shizi?

Feng Ming sighed and raised her eyebrows, somewhat dissatisfied with her title.

"Miss, did you call me wrong?" The peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, showing a little danger.

"Really?" Mo Xi originally wanted to say "So, what do you want me to call", but before she could say it, her eyes fell on Feng Mingxi's red dress. Although it was still a red dress, but But it wasn't joyful. At that moment, his eyes sank, and he became more cold: "How can I call you wrong, I read it, and you should be happy when I call you like this?"

"I--"

"Why is my son unhappy? Does my son want me to call you 'husband'? I think my son would prefer that the name be called by another person." As he spoke, Mo Xi bullied himself and looked directly at him. His eyes were full of smiles, but that smile didn't really mean much: "I don't know how was my husband in the palace last night? Huh?" A soft moan sounded so ecstasy, but only now, it completely aroused Feng Ming's breath anger.

He grabbed her wrist, squinted slightly, and gritted his teeth, "What do you mean?"

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(End of this chapter)