Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

For several days, Feng Jiuxi went to Linglong hall to see a doctor as usual.

She was unhurried and shameless. Every time she appeared in front of people, she didn't respond to the voice of discussion. Her magnanimous attitude, on the contrary, made some people who had been skeptical give up their ideas.

Especially among the poor, those who had been treated by Feng Jiuxi in Linglong hall actively resisted rumors.

Since then, the rumor has been divided into two factions, one questioning and the other maintaining.

At the moment, Biyun looked at her own young lady in the storm center and even tasted tea at leisure. She couldn't be in a hurry.

Feng Jiuxi looked at her shaking around in front of her, and couldn't help laughing: "what's the matter, there are nails on her ass, can't sit still?"

"Miss! When is it? You're kidding! You don't know what people outside say about you and manager Yang. Those words are disgusting!" Biyun saw that she wasn't worried at all, and she was even more flustered.

"It's not easy for me to rest for a while. Don't hang around. Be obedient. Come and try this osmanthus cake. It tastes very good." Feng Jiuxi continued to calm down, said, and took a bite of the osmanthus cake on the table.

The taste in her mouth is sweet but not greasy. The fresh sweet scented osmanthus fragrance fills her mouth, and Feng Jiuxi gives a satisfied sigh.

"Sister Leng, don't be stunned. Please persuade miss." Biyun saw that Feng Jiuxi was unmoved and turned to lengluo for help.

Because of Feng Yuntian's orders, she was worried that someone would find trouble recently. She specially asked Biyun and lengluo to follow her, one to take care of and the other to protect.

Lengluo just stood aside with her arms as usual and said calmly, "Miss has her own discretion in mind."

Have a sense of propriety? There's a ghost when there's discretion!

"The emperor is really not in a hurry. I didn't say anything. Instead, you little girl jumped up and down." Feng Jiuxi suddenly remembered something and instead said, "I remember not asking you to pay attention to Feng Yejia last time. What's the situation?"

Biyun has been worried about her these days. She can't take care of such a thing, but she still said, "Miss, you must think too much. I saw the fourth Miss feeding the eldest miss in person that day. It's no problem."

Really... Maybe the wounds on Feng Yejia's body were accidentally brought down by herself?

"Oh, miss, don't worry about other people's affairs at this time! You'd better worry about yourself and explain it to everyone quickly." Biyun stepped forward and said anxiously.

It can be seen that she was really worried. Feng Jiuxi finally put down her tea cup and asked, "haven't you found it yet?"

"Ah, what do you find?" Biyun looked at his young lady, confused.

Leng Luo said in silence, "obviously, someone is deliberately behind the scenes."

"Who! Miss, who have you offended?"

This "you" said as if she had offended many people. Feng Jiuxi had no choice but to caress her forehead, "I don't know who it is, but Ouyang Qingqing must have something to do with it. She has always been hostile to me. If she hadn't stood up to testify, the rumor would not have been spread so light. She is a miss of Ouyang family, and her words have a certain weight."

Thinking of the arrogant and domineering Ouyang Qingqing met in Qingfeng town before, Biyun was also a little unhappy. "How could she be like this? It was clear that the young lady was trying to save Yang's mother at that time, but she was so rumored."