Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

Feng Jiuxi looked at the steamed stuffed bun and asked, "is there anything wrong with this?"

"Of course not! If I could let my good grandson play instead of you before that, it would be your son. Others don't dare to talk more nonsense, or I can solve it by other methods. But now, the emperor already knows this matter and calls the roll. Whoever you win with Feng Yejia will be his good daughter-in-law. Tell me, what can I do for my father!"

The first time I heard Fengyun day say so many words in his mouth, Feng Jiuxi's heart surged with a trace of warm current.

The man in front of him really wanted to ignore the majestic restrictions of the Feng family owner for himself.

"Dad, I need your help." Feng Jiuxi said calmly.

Feng Yuntian immediately patted his chest. "You can do whatever you want dad to do. If dad didn't help you directly say that you're ill, it's not better. I'm the owner of the Feng family. Look who dares to say no!"

"Dad."

"You say, jiuer!"

"For the competition two days later, please help me invite several resident elders of Dali temple and our Phoenix family elders."

Feng Yuntian almost couldn't believe his ears. "What are you asking these people to do? Isn't the scene more grand then?"

Feng Jiuxi showed a cunning smile, "what you want is grand. What you want is to be known all over the world. Dad, although you know the people with high power and high expectations, don't worry."

At the moment, she has a winning chance and full of confidence. The whole person wants to be painted with a dazzling luster, and the people who look at her can't move their eyes.

Looking at her appearance, she didn't seem to be joking. Feng Yuntian took a deep breath and asked again, "jiu'er, are you serious?"

"Seriously, you can't be serious anymore. Dad, just do it. I'll naturally give you a satisfactory ending at that time."

"But..."

"Dad, you are willing to keep me in captivity for four years. Why is it such a small thing now? You feel distressed and hesitate again and again." Feng Jiuxi came forward and gently hugged him and said softly again.

Even the little steamed stuffed bun said, "Grandpa, I believe my mother must have a way to win the game."

After a long time as like as two peas, Feng Yun sighed with deep sigh. He knew the daughter's temper and was a stubborn one.

"Dad doesn't know how you can win, but you should know that Dad will always stand behind you. I've been sorry for you and Ziyan for the past four years. Don't worry, this will never happen again."

"Dad."

"Grandpa."

A big one, a small one and an old one hold together warmly.

Feng Jiuxi secretly made an idea in her heart. In this competition, she must teach a lesson to those who secretly want to attack the Feng family!

……

The sound of broken porcelain in another part of Feng's house.

"What!" when Feng Taiyong heard the news from his subordinates, the teacup didn't hold steady. He couldn't care so much. He quickly asked, "is that true? The master just invited many princes and ministers, even the elders of Dali temple?"

"Yes, master, I saw it with my own eyes. The news is absolutely true. These people promised to come to the competition day."

Feng Taiyong frowned and felt more and more uneasy.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Feng Yejia just came from the outside and looked at the dignified atmosphere with some doubts.

Feng Taiyong didn't think about it. She took her and walked outside the door. "Go, go with me to see the prince and discuss things."