My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 93 93. Feng Jiutian is self-defeating

Feng Qiye turned a blind eye, but for Feng Jiutian's schadenfreude, she slapped the boy's head fiercely without hesitation. Immediately, Feng Jiutian's eyes burst into flames, but when he met Feng Qiye's fierce eyes, he unexpectedly He was the first to move his eyes away.

Evil woman.

Feng Jiutian muttered fiercely, at the same time, he pinched Xiao Ba's thigh who was concentrating on playing in the mud.Feng Lili suffered from pain in his legs, which affected the performance of his hands, so when it was almost the end, he pressed his fingers in the wrong place.

Feng Jiutian laughed lowly: "Brother Ba, what a failure!"

Feng Qiye laughed even more heartily, took the little clay figurine from Xiaoba's hand, and laughed: "It is indeed a failure!" The little clay figurine passed through the hands of Feng's family quickly, and finally, it was in Feng Jiutian's hands. With just one glance, the smile on his face froze.

The little clay figurine with its mouth crooked to one side is engraved with the appearance of Feng Jiutian!
"Oh!" Feng Jiutian said madly: "Brother Ba, I hate you!"

Low laughter from the full table.

Soon, the dinner began, and there was an endless stream of maids passing the dishes. Everyone had decent smiles on their faces, and they held cups in both hands and shouted long live.

Of course, it's very light.

Of course, except for the Feng family.

Feng Jingyun has never deliberately cultivated the table manners of her children. When she was in Fengfu, she always talked and laughed while eating. Now that she is eating in such a dull scene, the first person who feels uncomfortable is the snacks Feng Shiyan.

Miss Feng's tenth, who usually drools when she smells the aroma, and pounces on delicious food, now folds her hands on her lap, her fleshy face twitching.

Feng Qiye is not very interested in the food, and the royal dishes are expensive, but it is not the one she likes, so from the beginning until now, she has been drinking tea shallowly, looking at the table with interest dangling.

"Miss Feng." A cold voice suddenly sounded above the main seat, everyone looked up and saw the Empress Dowager gracefully put down the chopsticks, her eyes were shallow, "Do you think the dishes in Aijia Palace are not good enough?"

A cry of Miss Feng attracted everyone's attention to the table in Feng's house. Three of the five ladies in the table were eating with small bites. The dishes are motionless.

Feng Shiyan was still young, so people naturally wouldn't think of her, so people's eyes were fixed on Feng Qiye, and some high-ranking daughters had already started whispering.

Feng Qiye stood up, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "If you go back to your mother, the women think that the dishes in the palace are delicious, and they look like works of art at a glance, and the women are reluctant to do it."

"Oh? What kind of dishes does Miss Feng usually eat?" Liu Wanxiu seemed to be interested, her pair of phoenix eyes shone brightly, but she glanced slightly at Jun Huoshi from the corner of her eyes.

"If you go back to your mother, the food eaten in Feng's house is naturally the same as that of ordinary people, but there are more ways to eat it." Feng Qiye is neither humble nor overbearing, and her eyes do not meet anyone. In people's eyes, she Apart from her unsatisfactory appearance, her advances and retreats are measured, elegant and generous, but she is impeccable.

The Empress Dowager immediately expressed that she wanted to see it, so Feng Qiye personally took a few cooks and maids to the kitchen. After a while, they carried two stoves, two small pots, and some washed vegetables. There are cut meats coming up.

(End of this chapter)