Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

"Fifth brother, did you bully the handmaid around you again?" Feng Yuning looked at Feng Wenyu with a cold face. His cold eyes couldn't see that they were sister and brother.

Feng Wenyu shrunk his neck and stirred his fat hands together. Subconsciously afraid of the sister, he whispered, "who told her not to give me meat..."

Feng Yu Ning glanced at the maid who was still sobbing next to her, and then looked at Feng Wenyu and said mercilessly, "look what you've become fat and want to eat meat? She also followed my mother's instructions and forbids you to eat more food."

"Sister, you're starving me."

Feng Yu on one side opened her mouth and made a round, "second sister, you're too worried. The fifth brother is still a child, but he has a better appetite. He's afraid of anything. If he wants to eat, let him eat."

Feng Wenyu nodded again and again, "the fourth sister is the best for me. Unlike my sister, I'm not allowed to eat anytime. It's just a little..."

He looked slightly like Feng Yu than Feng Yuning's sister. Feng Jiuxi watched silently and didn't speak.

"If you say one more word, don't eat today's dinner!" Feng Yuning's face was completely frozen down, turned to Feng Jiuxi, nodded and directly took Feng Wenyu back.

"Sister, you wait!"

Feng Wenyu stopped and stared at Feng Jiuxi. His round face showed an unnatural look. For a long time, he spit out a sentence from his mouth, "that... Third sister, you look good..."

Feng Jiuxi was stunned when he heard the speech. He nodded funny and waited quietly for the following in his words.

Sure enough, after holding it for a long time, Feng Wenyu licked his mouth and continued: "if you have a chance in the future, can you also give me that fruit string..."

Pooh, yes.

However, Feng Jiuxi could see that although the little fat man was unruly, willful and greedy, he had a pure and good nature.

"OK, look at your performance, little fat man."

"You, you are fat!" Feng Wenyu was pulled home by Feng Yuning, and his unconvinced voice kept getting farther and farther away.

Feng Jiuxi involuntarily recalled the corners of her lips. She was a funny person.

"Don't mind the third sister. The second sister and the fifth brother are like this. Don't mind." Feng Yuwei came forward and took Feng Jiuxi's hand and said with concern: "sister, you've been imprisoned for four years. It's really hard for you."

Feng Jiuxi pulled back, "thank you for your concern."

"This is my sister's child Ziyan?" Fengyu slightly bent down and pinched fengziyan's face. "It's too thin to keep, so we should eat more."

The steamed stuffed bun patted her hand and muttered, "I don't want to eat so much. How can I be spiritual if I eat a fat man like my little uncle."

Fengyu smiled awkwardly and then withdrew her hand.

Then, she suddenly asked in surprise, "by the way, third sister, I heard you're going to have a competition with your eldest sister in Dali Temple two days later?"

"That's right." Feng Jiuxi nodded.

This matter has long been known to almost everyone under the deliberate publicity of Feng Yejia. Recently, she has been showing off in front of people like she is about to become a winner, as if she has won the game.

Feng Yu showed her undisguised admiration. "The big sister is really lucky. I heard a few days ago that she would invite her Royal Highness the prince to help. In other words, how are you preparing, sister three?"

She even invited the prince? Feng Jiuxi sneered in her heart. Sima Zhao's heart had been exposed.