Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

"Nanny, do you believe me?"

"Believe it!" whatever the young lady wants to say, the nanny believes it.

Mu Yunyi just likes the blind worship of nanny. Although the former original owner basically has no reputation, from now on, she will let her say every word and do what she says!

"Nanny, I will treat you well in the future. I will let you live a good life, I will!" she promised!

"Well, well, we'll have a good day." the nanny quickly wiped her tears and nodded, and smiled on her face. Just because of Mu Yun's words or a bad check that has been made countless times, the nanny came out of the haze just now.

Sure enough, such a simple person will be bullied and have no power to fight back.

But later, not anymore!

"Nanny, what do you have to eat?" Muyun feels that the back moves of Mufu are not over yet. She must get better as soon as possible. Although she doesn't expect the food of Mufu, she faints every meal these days. She is really hungry at the moment.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot." the nanny quickly brought out the things in the food box.

A small bowl of chicken soup. The soup is just a little higher than the bottom of the bowl. It is pitifully few, but it can't stand. There is a big yellow chicken leg in the bowl!

"Look, miss, there is chicken soup in the kitchen today. I specially robbed a big chicken leg for miss. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it's cold."

"Mrs. Zhang has changed her sex today?" how does Mu Yun think the chicken leg in her hand is strange.

Mrs. Zhang, who is in charge of the kitchen, is the person of aunt Wan. What they can eat and whether they have anything to eat these years depends on Mrs. Zhang's mood on that day. For so many years, there are only a few times to see meat residue, such a big chicken leg

With all due respect for her limited imagination, she really can't imagine how much good things happened to Mrs. Zhang.

"You don't care what she does. Since she gave it to you, just eat." the wet nurse pushed the bowl.

Mu Yunyi thought it was the same. She didn't have to compete with a chicken leg. She wanted the nanny to divide the chicken leg with her. The nanny didn't agree with anything, so mu Yunyi had to solve the chicken leg by herself.

As soon as I took a bite, the chicken was still chewing, and I heard a laugh outside the door.

"Donkey, how does the chicken leg taste in your hand?" the voice just fell, and a 12-year-old woman jumped out of the door.

A tender pink dress, coupled with a pair of green embroidered shoes, the collision of the two colors does not have any sense of conflict. On the contrary, the woman who inherited is like a lotus in early summer, ready to bloom, beautiful and not vulgar.

If it weren't for the arrogant look of contempt in those eyebrows, even Muyun would like to praise it.

"Hello, miss three." the nanny gave a proper salute, but mu Yuyao didn't even shake her at the corner of her eye.

He tilted his mouth and raised his chin. "I said, donkey, you haven't answered me yet. What's the taste of the chicken leg in your hand?"

"Donkey, who are you asking?" Mu Yun smashed it twice and swallowed the meat in his mouth.

"Of course I'm asking you!" Mu Yuyao rolled her eyes.

"Oh." Muyun nodded and tore another piece of meat. "What did the donkey ask me? You say it again, I didn't hear it."

"Just now I asked you..." Mu Yuyao was about to repeat what she had just said, when she was pushed by the servant girl Xiaoxing nearby and stopped: "Miss, she's scolding you."