Divine Doctor's Daughter: Black-bellied Crown Princess

Chapter 137 Ripped Face

In fact, this situation is also inevitable.

After all, they are not very sensible. Knowing that the prime minister is behind his family, it is impossible for that person not to drift.

The old lady has been on airs for too long, and she can't change it for a while. Although there have been times when the old lady has no way to solve a problem, the old lady does not panic at all, and her children They are all very filial, so nothing major happened.

But even so, the old lady didn't think about controlling her temper well, and she even kept standing in the front of everything that happened, as if she had a lot of face, and no matter who she was, she had to give her face.

"Grandma, you have to decide for us."

When the girls entered the door, they cried and complained, emphasizing what they had said to Feng Ziyu before.

After hearing this, the old lady was very angry: "She actually said that?"

The girls looked at each other and nodded without fear.

They knew that even if their grandmother went to confront Feng Ziyu, if she found out they were lying, she would definitely stand by their side.

The old lady was really angry, and she didn't notice the expression changes on her granddaughter's face.

"You are really capable, and you also said that you grew up in the countryside. What do you mean? You say we are in the countryside? Are you looking down on our Feng family? You can't forget your roots!"

The old lady was so angry that she hurried to ask others to call over, and called Feng Daoyuan's family over.

When everyone left the yard, they still looked strange.

"Father, what did my uncle tell us to do?"

Feng Nuanyu has been thinking about how to implement her plan these days, and she didn't go out, so she doesn't know what happened outside.

Feng Daoyuan shook his head.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Feng Ziyu.

When he saw Feng Ziyu's lips with a little smile, Feng Daoyuan understood everything.

"What happened?" Feng Daoyuan asked Feng Ziyu.

Feng Ziyu told what happened in the afternoon.

Feng Daoyuan pursed his lips and did not speak.

Feng Nuanyu didn't speak to Aunt Fang.

In their view, it is a good thing for Feng Ziyu to match up with the Feng family here.

After all, there is nothing good about these people, Feng Nuanyu and Aunt Fang wish they could fight to the death.

"I don't think this matter is serious. I will apologize to them later." Feng Ziyu said with a smile.

Feng Daoyuan knew that Feng Ziyu must have his own ideas, so he didn't say anything.

When a few people arrived at the old lady's yard, they saw that a group of people had already gathered in the yard.

"Ziyu, although we all respect you as the future eighth concubine, you can't humiliate us like this."

When an uncle saw Feng Ziyu coming, he opened his mouth and cried.

The rest of the people also looked at Feng Ziyu accusingly.

Feng Ziyu raised her eyebrows, and asked incomprehensibly: "Dare to ask Tang Shu, what have I done? Why is everyone dying?"

Everyone:"……"

Originally, they just wanted to take the lead and suppress Feng Ziyu with arrogance, but now they were resisted by Feng Ziyu's words of "death or life", and they suddenly felt uncomfortable.

A sarcasm flashed across Feng Ziyu's eyes, and when she saw that the uncle had stopped talking, she turned to look at the old lady who was sitting on the first seat, and said with a smile: "My great-uncle was ill a while ago, and we didn't even go to worship the ancestors. Staying in the yard all the time, today is a good day?"

No one answered.

Feng Ziyu didn't follow the script they prepared at all, and for a while they didn't know how to proceed.

A cousin coughed, and the old lady came to her senses immediately, crying and said, "It's because of my poor health that I've dragged you down. It's also my fault that I'm always too kind, so I always meet some wolf-hearted people."

The rest of the people followed the pace of the old lady and started to speed up.

Feng Ziyu suddenly laughed.

Everyone was crying, Feng Ziyu's smile was really a bit abrupt.

"What are you laughing at?" A young girl couldn't help but blame Feng Ziyu: "Do you still know etiquette?"

A sharp light flashed in Feng Ziyu's eyebrows, and the aura of her whole body seemed to have changed.

"I don't know etiquette?"

Feng Ziyu looked at the girl who asked the question, and asked: "Then you understand it very well?"

Before the girl could speak, Feng Ziyu said, "I know why this is happening here. Do you think your Feng family is so polite?"

The old lady and her uncles jumped their eyelids.

Several people looked at Feng Ziyu, and felt that Feng Ziyu was really amazing at this moment, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Daoyuan! Do you still care about your daughter? Is this an attitude towards elders?!"

Someone said sharply.

Feng Ziyu turned to look at that person, and asked with a smile: "That's good, then let me ask you, do you know who my father and I are?"

There was silence all around.

Feng Ziyu continued to laugh: "My father is the current prime minister. In the capital, except for the members of the royal family, no matter who he sees, he will bow down to my father!"

Everyone's mouths widened.

Although everyone knows that the prime minister is a very big official, in Fengxiang Town, the official position, no matter how big or small, is actually just a code name for them. As for how much energy this official will bring, they have no idea of.

Now that they heard Feng Ziyu's intuitive description, they were immediately stunned.

"Do you know who I am? The future eighth concubine, I will describe it to you in this way. As long as I get married, my father will have to kneel and bow when he sees me in the future!"

Feng Daoyuan's brows and eyes twitched fiercely.

He knew that Feng Ziyu didn't have a good word to say when she was fully fired.

It seemed that he was saying good things about him just now, but he was actually setting off his own status.

"There is a sentence I will leave here. When we go back to our hometown to worship our ancestors, it is not you people who worship. You think you are slapping your face, and you dare to play tricks on us like this?"

"Before, I treated you very politely, and you were not happy to act with you. Do you want to be happy now that you are tearing up your face?"

Everyone was stunned by Feng Ziyu's words.

After living for so many years, I have never seen someone as snarky as Feng Ziyu.

Although what they said was completely different from the quarreling words they often heard, they had to admit that everything made sense after hearing it.

Several people looked at each other, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What do you mean? What tearing face?" Grand-aunt looked at Feng Ziyu, her hands were trembling, her lips were trembling, and she looked as if she would pass away at any moment.

(End of this chapter)