"Mom, seriously, you must never let anyone see you below your neck."
Feng Jier asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"At that time, I could tell at a glance that my mother's face was blackened deliberately. Wu Huan hugged my mother to sleep every day. The skin on my mother's body is so white...it's so different from the one on her face!"
"You brat!" Feng Ji'er aimed at the back of his head and gave him another blow.
"Ah! It hurts so much, mother. If you hit Wu Huan again, when I see my father, I will definitely tell him that mother smells so good and she looks so beautiful. She is the best in the world! Look at mother.
How can you pretend!"
…
"Wu Huan!" Feng Ji'er suddenly hugged Wu Huan tightly, her words full of vigilance, "Can you hear the sound of horse hooves? There is at least a group of about a hundred people coming in this direction. You get in the carriage, mother.
If you don’t speak, you are not allowed to come out.”
Wu Huan stiffened his body and refused to move his buttocks. He stayed motionless in Feng Ji'er's arms for life and death.
The team of men and horses appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye. The horses galloped, raising dust all over the sky. Feng Jier covered her face with her sleeves, pretending to lower her head and continued on her way.
Pull up the hat on the little liver's coat and cover it tightly
It looks like just an ordinary woman on the road with her child, but here's the problem
Women from the Feng Kingdom mostly stay at home and rarely go out, let alone drive a carriage with their children.
This was something Feng Ji'er didn't expect.
The leader of the group of men and horses stopped the horses and ordered the whole group to stand by. He rode on a high horse and wandered to Feng Jier's carriage.
"Why is Fengguo so poor that he wants a woman to be the head of the family? And he has a child with him? This is the first time I have seen him haha." He was very rugged, and with such a smile, Feng Ji'er felt like horses were under him.
Shivering
She hugged Wu Huan and huddled up, trying to appear as timid as possible, looking as if she was frightened.
Judging from his accent, it doesn't sound like he's from the Feng Country, coming from the north, so...
"Boys, get the portraits! Let me compare them." His voice was rough and made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
After getting the portrait, he just rode on horseback and strolled back and forth beside Feng Jier's carriage for two times. The distant view was not enough, so he actually got close to her, stretched out his fingers, and lifted Feng Jier's chin.
!
"Hey... a pretty black beauty!" Feng Jier felt sick in her heart when she saw his pair of turbid rat eyes moving back and forth on her face and paintings, and the coldness gradually appeared in her eyes...
"I'm a little confused. Why do you think you look a bit like the person in the portrait? Except for the skin color and the birthmark..."
Feng Ji'er didn't think much about the portrait in his hand. She didn't know that the person painted in the portrait was her!
She only counted silently in her mind, if he didn't take back the hand holding her chin, he would definitely let him go to find it three meters away!
Five...four...three...
"Fuck you! You brat, how dare you hurt me with a knife?!" The strong man withdrew his hand fiercely, frowning in pain, staring at Wu Huan, his eyes seemed to bulge out!