Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 272 Sprinkle salt on the wound (reward plus more)

Is this mocking her for being unfavored?

Especially the schadenfreude looks from the aunts around her made Concubine Feng very angry. She didn't expect Mo Xiaowan to be so difficult to deal with. Once she opened her little claws, she would be on guard against someone, and she was a little bit like showing her teeth and claws.

What else did she want to say: "Little bowl..."

"Feng Yi, I'm going to Hehu Xiaozhu to find my master."

Mo Xiaowan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so he yelled towards the woods behind him.

The wind fell from the sky one by one, and landed beside Mo Xiaowan.

"Miss has to rush to Hehu Xiaozhu to look for her wife. Concubine Feng has something to look for, so let's wait another day. If the miss's schoolwork is delayed, the prince will blame it, and it's hard to explain."

Seeing Mo Xiaowan go around, no matter how much Concubine Feng can pretend, her chest is heaving badly, and her heart is full of panic.

You little bitch, just wait and see!
She was so angry that she dug her nails into the palm of her hand and pierced the skin, but she still didn't feel any pain.

"Sister, why bother to be as knowledgeable as that kind of cheap girl."

Aunt Feng stretched out her hand to help the side concubine Feng: "She just relies on the prince's favor, her eyes grow to the sky, and she thinks she is really a serious master. Let's see how long she can dance?"

pet?

Prince's favor?
What the women in this garden lack is the prince's favor.

It's good that Aunt Feng didn't mention this, but when she mentioned it, Concubine Feng was hurt by the thorn in her heart, and she waved Aunt Feng's hand away sullenly.

Feng Yuyan's hands were a bit heavy, Aunt Feng covered her hands and looked at her in disbelief.

"My sister lost her hand for a while."

Feng Yuyan met the sneering eyes of those aunts, and felt that she couldn't lose Feng Yuzhi, a useful chess piece, so she hurriedly covered her hand.

"After all, Xiao Wan is the Miss of the Eighth Prince's Mansion recognized by the prince, and my sister is also angry, Yuzhi, don't talk nonsense in the future."

"Well, it's so cold."

Feng Yuyan suppressed the hatred in her heart, smiled affectionately and said to the aunts: "Sister's Furong Garden burns high-quality silver charcoal, and this weather is most suitable for our sisters to chat about family affairs and drink tea. "

Aunt Sun was wearing a floral jacket and a fox fur shawl, which made her look very luxurious.

"Oh, look at my memory, this interruption, I forgot that my brother was waiting in Haitang Court."

Aunt Sun is also used to seeing the direction of the wind. Seeing that Feng Yuyan is not favored now, and she didn't get one of the new fox fur shawls this winter, she feels that she has fallen out of favor.

Thinking of when she was in charge in the past, she was always pushing herself down, and she felt very unhappy.

"Is this silver charcoal? The prince sent road stewards to reward Haitang Garden with dozens of baskets, and it won't burn all this winter."

Aunt Sun smiled smugly: "Which sister or sister likes it, come with me to Haitang Garden to get some back and use it."

"I don't have enough silver charcoal in my house, can Aunt Sun share some with me?"

"I want to ask for some too."

"Me too, me too."

As a result, several aunts left with Aunt Sun who was swaying her waist, leaving Concubine Feng and Aunt Feng alone in the forest blowing the cold wind.

"Fuck, these shameless sluts, when my sister is in charge, they are eager to please."

Aunt Feng poohed angrily on the ground: "Now that my sister has lost her power, these people all want to come up and step on her, really hateful."

What Aunt Feng said was indeed for Feng Yuyan wholeheartedly, but there was a feeling that someone had sprinkled salt on the wound.

If it wasn't for the fact that Aunt Feng is a useful pawn, Concubine Feng would really like to give her a slap.

　This chapter is updated, thanks to Xiaowu, Siyu, Qinqing, herbal tea Mengbao (cover your face here, Mengbao, save your pocket money for reading, don’t be a local tyrant), and Yiran’s reward, thank you everyone, Well, good night!
　　
　
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