Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 36
"Chen Mo~ Er, Ninth Prince, why is it you?" Feng Qing opened her small mouth in surprise, staring at Chen Moyu who walked in with her round eyes.

Chen Moyu glanced at the maid Xiaoju lightly, and walked over.

"Why not the king?"

Feng Qing shook her head, and yesterday's fragments came back to her mind one after another, "Didn't I drink with Junqing yesterday, how could I be here~"

She looked up at him puzzled.

"Junqing?" Chen Moyu muttered these two words in his mouth, his face became a little gloomy, his brows were tightly furrowed, but quickly relaxed, "I just happened to pass by yesterday, and I saw you lying on your knees." At the wine table, there are no other people around!"

"No, I was with Junqing yesterday!" Feng Qing frowned, puzzled, and murmured in her heart, could it be that she was so drunk that she went there alone?

Chen Moyu shook his head, "I didn't see anyone. If you really said that you drank with that person named Qing, maybe halfway through the drink, he would have left!"

"No, how could Junqing leave me drunk at the liquor store and leave me alone!" She shook her head, expressing her disbelief.

"Don't you know what a human face and animal heart are?" Chen Moyu glanced at her, with a burst of anger in his eyes, why did he trust others and not me, and felt depressed.

It was only then that Feng Qing noticed the unsullied expression on Chen Moyu's face, thinking that it was because she didn't appreciate him, and asked so many nonsense, she was a little unhappy, and was about to speak~
"Did you drink the hangover soup?" Chen Moyu asked, instead of bothering Junqing, he kept mentioning him. If he didn't remember it, he should keep it in his heart, so he quickly changed the subject.

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, feeling that Chen Moyu in front of her was a little weird, how her behavior and language seemed a bit like Lan Yu's.

She blinked and inspected carefully for a moment. Both of them belonged to the evil type, but Lan Yu looked even more evil. It seemed that she had not fully recovered from the aftereffects of drunkenness. People are seen as together.

Chen Moyu's expression changed slightly, she must have seen something, it wasn't until Feng Qing looked away that he breathed out slowly in his heart.

If she finds out, his brows will be frowned again, as if after meeting her, he often frowned unconsciously, stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, and slowly stretched it out.

"Um, Ninth Prince?" Feng Qing glanced at him, and said hesitantly, "Well, can I go home?" After all, he was the one who brought him back. If he was alone in the wine shop at night, everyone In the evening, there is no certainty that something will happen. He is also a life-saving grace to himself.

Thinking that Chen Moyu's temper is still pretty good, so he shouldn't be so vicious as to ask himself to repay his kindness!
Chen Moyu nodded slightly, "In a while, this king will send someone to take you back home!"

"Ah, no, no, I'll just go back by myself!" Feng Qing hurriedly waved her hands, if her family saw it, she might say something!

Now she doesn't want to have a misleading relationship with any man, as long as she gets the dragon vein, she will return to modern times, and she must not have anything to do with this place.

Chen Moyu didn't insist on anything, and nodded, "Let's finish breakfast with this king first!"

Her voice was much softer, as if she had thought of something, Feng Qing couldn't refuse anymore, she nodded, sat down, and waited for the maids to bring the food.

The two started to eat quietly, Feng Qing raised her eyes secretly, remembering the days when she sneaked into the palace and worked as a cook, was this person still very considerate to the servants, all the big pots and spoons she used were replaced by others , Said it was the meaning of the prince, and understood the sentiments of the people. If this person becomes an emperor, he should be a very good emperor!
Shaking her head, Feng Qing felt a little sympathetic when she looked at Chen Moyu. He seemed not qualified to inherit the throne, so she sighed softly, alas, it is not within the scope of her change of management, so it is better not to talk too much, thinking Just think about it.

He picked up the rice and ate a few mouthfuls, and suddenly there was a piece of glutinous rice meat in front of him, "Huh?" Looking up, he saw that Chen Moyu had finished eating and was staring at himself.

"Why don't you eat vegetables?" Chen Moyu pointed to the dishes in front of her on the table, it was still full, but the rice was much less.

Feng Qing was a little embarrassed, she was obsessed with thinking about something just now, "Hehe, I'm about to eat!"

Picking up the glutinous rice meat that Chen Moyu gave me, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, look, what a gentle person, what a pity~
Looking at Feng Qing's leaving back, Chen Moyu's mouth curled into a soft smile, and when he turned around, the softness had disappeared.

"Master, Master asked you to come over!"

At the gate of Feng Mansion, Feng Junqing was still dressed in white, standing aside, his face was still gentle, and his eyes were calm, until he saw Feng Qing approaching from a distance, his eyes lit up.

The steps he took seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Junqing, why are you here?" Feng Qing stepped forward, didn't he have something to say today!
Feng Junqing smiled faintly, seeing that there was no change on Feng Qing's face, she thought to herself, "Well, yesterday~"

"Ah, I went to drink yesterday, I didn't expect to get drunk and passed out, but the Ninth Prince saw me and took me back!" Feng Qing said, staring at him.

Feng Junqing smiled faintly, "Oh, so that's the case. I said, after practicing the piano yesterday, you left in a hurry. You went to drink, so you're not afraid of your father~"

Feng Qing also smiled, but felt a little chilly in her heart. Although Chen Moyu said the same thing, she didn't have any memory at all when she was drunk. Whether she really drank half of it, he left, or She couldn't figure out anything else, why did she lie to herself?

"I won't practice the piano today, my head hurts a bit! Junqing, I'm sorry, your trip was wasted!"

"It's okay, you have a good rest, I'll come back tomorrow!" Feng Junqing said gently and smiled.

Feng Qing went back to the room, threw herself on the bed, and sighed, it turns out that friends are not so sincere to each other, maybe only she wants to treat him as a friend!

Sighing, he couldn't help thinking of Lan Yu's monstrous face in his mind, stretched out his hand, took out the medicine bottle, and clenched it tighter!

"Brother Yu, you're back, Dad~"

(End of this chapter)