Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Jingting went back tremblingly and sat alone in the room for a long time, waiting until Mrs. Chen came back. He had not yet decided how to talk to her.

Mrs. Chen led her son Feng Liang to the door, taught the wet nurse and the maid, dusted her sleeves and walked in with her waist twisted, looking very proud.

"Why did your Majesty tell Alang?"

Feng Jingting didn't dare to look at her face. He picked up the tea cup and looked away.

"Your Majesty asked me to take Daman to Xinzhou."

The air in the room was slightly stagnant.

Mrs. Chen smiled happily and bent down to refill his water.

"Isn't that a great thing? Ever since that damn girl came here, Ah Ying has never smiled... Huh, she looks like a fox. I thought it would last for a long time, but after a few days, Your Majesty got tired of it..."

As she talked, she saw Feng Jingting's expression getting weirder and weirder, and she raised her eyebrows as if to examine him.

"Why are you acting like this? People who don't know this would think you are reluctant to send it back."

Feng Jingting's scalp was numb as Mrs. Chen stared at her.

"Your Majesty wants us to recognize Daman..."

Mrs. Chen looked at Feng Jingting with a sullen face.

Feng Jingting also looked at her.

Quiet.

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time. There was a clang, and Chen's knees went weak. He suddenly hit the low table and swept his sleeves towards Feng Jingting's tea cup...

Tea flowed all over the floor.

Feng Jingting quickly supported her, "Madam?"

Chen looked at him with cold eyes.

"Do you know anything?"

Feng Jingting hesitated for a moment, and the palm on her arm tightened slightly.

After a long while, he nodded tiredly.

"Daman said she is Ah Ling's daughter."

Mrs. Chen sneered secretly and looked over with malicious eyes.

"You are still thinking about that bitch, right or wrong..."

Feng Jingting forced a smile, his elegant and handsome face full of embarrassment.

"No. I have no feelings for Ah Ling at all..."

"Isn't it ruthless and unjust that it's full of things that burst out from the cracks in the rocks?"

Feng Jingting was silent and looked at Mrs. Chen. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a bit lonely.

"At that time, Sanniang was angry with me... I was young and energetic, and refused to bow my head. I listened to Xuexuan drinking alone and got hungover... Then, this happened. Later, my mother found out, and she was afraid of ruining me. Reputation sends people away... It's been so many years, I don't even remember what she looks like..."

Chen sneered.

"Anyway, it's all the fault of others. You drank, had fun, and acted obscenely, but you are the most innocent person?"

Feng Jingting had no way to defend himself and kept begging for mercy.

Chen was extremely angry.

But she didn't just find out about this matter today, she had already passed the most uncomfortable period.

After the scolding, things still need to be resolved.

"So, this wretched servant Daman wants to rely on His Majesty's support to find a future for herself?"

Feng Jingting sighed.

Chen asked: "Then what are you going to do?"

Under Chen's aggressive gaze, Feng Jingting lowered his eyes uncomfortably, cleared his throat, and then said: "Madam, it's not what I want to do now, this is the only way I can do it. I can't make the decision..."

"What does she want?" Chen stared at him with vicious eyes and a ferocious face.

Feng Jingting glanced at her and said hesitantly:

"She said Ah Ling is in Madam's hands? She wants me to clear Ah Ling's name and take her as my concubine..."

"What?" Mrs. Chen stared at him in disbelief, "Aren't you going to slap me in the face if you take a concubine now? No! Don't even think about it."

"Madam, madam, don't get excited." Feng Jingting took her arm and motioned her to sit down, "Daman said that as long as she has the title, her mother will not enter the Feng Mansion."

Mrs. Chen stared at him fiercely, "What's the difference?"

Feng Jingting said: "You are the only mistress in the house, there is no one else. It's just that you give her a title, and besides, it's just a concubine..."

Mrs. Chen looked at him and asked coldly: "What if I don't agree?"

Feng Jingting sat there and looked at her silently for a moment, with a solemn expression and the coldness of late winter in his eyes.

"Daman is favored by His Majesty right now. In my opinion, Your Majesty wants to give her the status of the Feng family's daughter first, and then raise her status..."

He glanced at Chen and said no more.

But why couldn't Mrs. Chen understand the meaning behind the words?

If you don't give the emperor face, it's not Daman who's offended, but the emperor.

"Madam..." Feng Jingting shook her hand, "You need to calm down and give your Majesty this favor. I have already informed my eldest brother about this matter, and he also has this intention."

"I understand." Mrs. Chen looked at him with a sly smile, "I bet you two have already discussed it? I have to agree even if I agree, and I have to agree if I don't agree?"

Feng Jingting sighed, "Why do you care? These years... Daman has not been easy either." From a certain perspective, Daman's identity is actually much cleaner than Feng Ying's.

Her biological mother was a family concubine in the mansion. A child born by a concubine and the male protagonist would not be considered immoral, no matter how noble her status was. Feng Ying was the child of an affair between Feng Jingting and the Chen family. Adultery was indecent. Wife, if you let others poke your spine, you will be shameful.

However, social status determines moral principles. No one would mention Feng Ying's life experience. She was the legitimate daughter of the Feng family and was respected by everyone. However, Daman had been a slave for more than ten years.

Feng Jingting said nothing, but her tone was vaguely dissatisfied, as if she was not satisfied.

Mrs. Chen was arrogant and domineering when she was at her parents' home. How could she stand this?

He immediately hid his face and entered the house, crying sadly.

Feng Ying found out about this a little later. She came over with a sullen face, took Mrs. Chen's hand, cried with her, and said some words of comfort.

Feng Jingting felt sorry for this daughter the most.

Seeing her mother and daughter keep crying, he could only sigh.

"Don't be sad, Mom." Feng Ying gently caressed the sobbing Chen, "It's just a lot of girls in the house. Ah Ling is giving her father a child, and if she is rewarded with a title, others will say that Grandma is generous..."

Mrs. Chen burst into tears after listening to her daughter's words.

"My son is trying to kill me. Haven't you seen it yet? Why did Twelfth Mother send Daman to Bingzhou? Her purpose is not pure, she is clearly planning to embarrass our mother and daughter..."

As she spoke, she glared at Feng Jingting fiercely and gritted her teeth.

"If you want to give that bitch a status, why not divorce me first?"

"Madam, why do you bother forcing me..."

Feng Jingting closed his eyes and sighed.

At this time, a cat meowed suddenly in the courtyard.

Feng Ying turned her head and listened for a moment, then signaled Ningxiu to go and see what was going on.

Ningxiu went out in response and soon came back with a pale face.

"Reply Madam. Yes, Mrs. Huaman's father-in-law brought people here. He said that Mrs. Huaman likes the tortoiseshells in our yard very much. He wants to catch them and let Mrs. Huaman raise them..."

The people in Mrs. Huaman's palace called Daman.

It comes from a saying by Xiao Cheng, "The light rain wears the flower-filled ferry".

It happened that Daman's name had the character "Man" in it, so she was given the name "Huaman".

The tortoiseshell kitten was picked up by Feng Ying after she came to Bingzhou. The three-flowered and white color was very distinctive. Feng Ying originally wanted to keep it in the palace. Later, Ping An told her that His Majesty is very clean and does not like cats to shed their hair, for fear of causing it to fall off. The Holy Heart was displeased, so she reluctantly sent the turtle to Feng Jingting's residence.

When she heard that Daman sent someone to catch her kitten and take it back to the palace to raise, Feng Ying's whole body tensed up, her blood rushed to the top of her head, and her eyes turned red with anger.

"Did you tell him that the tortoiseshell is not a wild cat, but that I raised it, and I like it very much..."

Ningxiu didn't dare to look into her cold eyes and lowered her head.

"My servant said it. My father-in-law didn't listen. He said that if Mrs. Huaman likes something, not to mention a wild cat, even a tiger, your majesty will find a way to get it..."

"That's unreasonable!" Mrs. Chen couldn't listen anymore and didn't care about crying. She wiped her eyes and stood up.

"This wretched maid has gone too far to bully others. She came to my house to catch the cat. I will go to His Majesty for comment..."

Her whole body was furious, and she rushed out like an arrow as she spoke.

Feng Ying was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and hugged her, "Mom, no!"

She knew Mrs. Chen's temper, and there would definitely be nothing good to say about her.

Xiao Cheng is not a submissive master. When he gets angry, isn't she the one who suffers the consequences in the end?

"Mom, for the sake of your daughter, please bear with me...please bear with me first, and we will discuss it later..."

Feng Ying's tears fell down Mrs. Chen's back, and Feng Jingting also stepped forward, cupping her hands and bowing.

"Ma'am, calm down and calm down. Your Majesty today is not Xiao San yesterday. You must not be arrogant in front of the emperor."

"She did it on purpose."

Mrs. Chen was shaking all over, and her voice was filled with anger.

"It must have been that little goblin Feng Yun who instigated her, otherwise she would not have been able to do such a bold thing..."

She looked at her daughter who was looking sad, and then looked at Feng Jingting who was helpless, and she felt even more angry.

"Stop pretending here. Your daughter is lucky enough to be blessed by His Majesty. Are you satisfied?"

Feng Jingting was suffocated and speechless.

Neither she nor Feng Jingyao expected Damanhui to be so favored by Xiao Cheng.

But there is one thing that Mrs. Chen said makes sense.

For the Feng family, although they would prefer Feng Ying to be favored by Xiao Cheng, what if they have no other choice?

Xiao Cheng's doting on the Feng family's daughter is much better than his doting on the Zhang family's daughter and the Xie family's daughter.

The emperor has the city in his mind and a deep scheming mind. He teamed up with the Feng family to seize Xiao Jue's throne. Now that he has the country in his hands, will he still be willing to let the Feng family restrict him?

Everyone in the world is interested in profit, and the happiness of a daughter is too light.

"Alas!" Feng Jingting heard the resentment and curses in his ears, and his patience ran out.

"Madam, there is no need to worry about this matter. My eldest brother said that I will let my sister-in-law take care of it, so you just have to take it easy. Get some rest early, we have to go to Xinzhou tomorrow."

Before his voice fell, he had already left with a puff of his sleeves.

Mrs. Chen was stunned, looked at Feng Jingting's back, screamed, hugged Feng Ying and cried loudly.