My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 92 92. Someone wants you to look good

There was a long silence between father and daughter, Feng Qiye became more and more calm, while Feng Jingyun became more and more worried.After a long time, Feng Jingyun let out a long sigh, and said in an incomparably condescending way: "Those people still came after them..."

It seems to be a very long story, Feng Qiye really only listened to it as a story, but in the end, the protagonist of the story became himself.

"So, is the jade bottle in Feng's house? Or is it in my hands?" In the memory left by that 'Feng Qiye', there is nothing related to the jade bottle, not even a little bit of it. As for the things related to bottles, in Fenghua College’s Unclean Fengyuan, there is only a big vase in Su Yingying’s room, which is filled with bright flowers every day. On the other hand, there is nothing in Feng Qiye’s side. A girl's boudoir.

Feng Jingyun's eyes slightly stopped on the birthmark on Feng Qiye's right cheek, and then moved away. He didn't answer directly, but just sighed, and then walked out in silence.

Feng Qiye caressed her right cheek, her heart moved slightly.

………The ugly concubine Jinghua………

On the first birthday of the new emperor after he ascended the throne, the royal family will naturally hold an extremely grand ceremony, but after all, the order was issued three days ago, so the time for preparation is very limited, but Liu Wanxiuzhi is not at the banquet, Feng Qiye What's more, the ambition is not here.

The palace is deep and dark. This is Feng Qiye's conclusion after acting in so many costume dramas. The more glamorous the surface, the dirtier the back, and the woman who has reached the highest peak of a woman, But it was as quiet as Lan.

Only the faint cold light from her half-opened eyes from time to time betrayed the truth under her mask.

The princes and ministers came one after another, but Prince Anding came late, but no one had any objections, even the empress dowager, who turned a blind eye.

The seat of the Feng family is separated from the seat of the queen mother by two seats. The middle seat is for Prince An An, and the other seat is for the prime minister. , but no one dared to speak out.

The seven-year-old little emperor sat upright on the top seat. Liu Wanxiu sat almost on the same level as him, but in front of the officials, he was slightly lower by half an inch. Jun Huoshi took a look and half-closed his eyes.

Feng Qiye didn't say a word, Xiao Ba beside him was still playing with mud, Xiao Jiu was still playing with Shen Shen, Xiao Ten started to drool, and the rest of the brothers and sisters sat leisurely, neither happy nor worried.The expressions of the crowd seemed not to be attending a banquet, but more like watching a very boring show.

There were all kinds of unkind eyes sweeping back and forth on the five daughters of the Feng family, and at the same time, everyone locked on the most beautiful Feng Qiwu, and there was only one left, which was coldly locked on Feng Qiye. .

"Fifth Sister, congratulations on winning the prize." Feng Qiye slightly raised her eyebrows at Feng Qiwu, and received Feng Qiwu's undisguised blank stare without any surprise. In front of everyone, everyone was stunned by Feng Qiwu's three rolling eyes.

Feng Jiutian didn't seem to be moving at all, but smiled slowly, and said with a little gloating: "Sister Seven, someone will make you look good later."

Feng Qiye raised her eyebrows, as if she was not afraid of coming, Jun Huoshi smiled softly, and Liu Wanxiu's eyes were a little colder on the throne.

(End of this chapter)