Hearing her daughter's voice, Wang Fengzhi raised her head, closed the account book, showed a kind smile, and said: "Qing'er, why are you back?"
Feng Qing pursed her lips slightly, went over to hold Wang Fengzhi's arm, and said in a coquettish manner like a little girl: "Qing'er naturally misses mother. Why, doesn't mother like Qing'er coming back to see her?"
Wang Fengzhi smiled happily, "Nonsense, Qing'er is my mother's favorite, how could she not like her?"
Hearing this, Feng Qing also smiled. She glanced at Wang Fengzhi's profile from the corner of her eye, and said tentatively: "Mother, do you know that His Highness brought a woman into the palace a few days ago?"
Wang Fengzhi frowned slightly, then relaxed, and said earnestly: "Qing'er, mother knows that you are high-spirited, but you have to know that the seventh prince wants to... you are his first concubine, and you will also be the number one person in the harem in the future.
, enjoy the supreme glory. There are only a lot more women in the harem than in our house. You have to be generous and learn from your aunt. Although there have been people entering the palace over the years, who can have a higher position than her?
go?"
A flash of displeasure flashed in Feng Qing's eyes. She was tired of hearing this rhetoric. She was generous, but she was only generous to a woman who was not Feng Yao. That woman occupied the man she loved and shamelessly occupied her.
No matter what, she couldn't swallow her husband's heart. Feng Yao was already a thorn in her side and she had to kill him!
Otherwise, she will have trouble sleeping and eating!
With a hint of grievance in the corners of her eyebrows, Feng Qing said: "All these young people know this, but mother, the woman he brought back, Your Highness, is not an ordinary person. That woman is a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River, and her face is five points similar to Feng Qing's."
Yao, do you think a woman can be generous?"
Sure enough, when Wang Fengzhi heard this, her voice suddenly raised, "What? You said that woman looks like a bitch like Feng Yao?"
A smile of success flashed across the corner of Feng Qing's lips, but Wang Fengzhi did not notice it.
"Yes, mother, Qing'er also discovered in the past few days that His Highness actually likes that little bitch. How can this make my daughter feel embarrassed? Moreover, His Highness even had a big quarrel with my aunt in order to bring back Hu Meizi! A few days ago,
On that day, Qing'er just taught that foxy girl a lesson, but His Highness was so cold to Qing'er, Qing'er felt uncomfortable..."
Seeing that the daughter she held in her palm was so aggrieved, Wang Fengzhi felt angry. The Feng family had been the biggest contributors to the support of the Seventh Prince over the years, including her own father. She originally thought that she would not care about the affairs of the court.
, but couldn't stand up to his own instigation, he finally called on the disciples from all over the place to support the seventh prince Yumin. Such a big help, but how could Yumin win over him alone?
They have done so much, and Yumin still dares to yell at her daughter. She really doesn't take the Feng family seriously!
Although Wang Fengzhi was also angry with Yumin's actions, they still did not forget the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers. Even if Yumin was wrong, they could not accuse him openly, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the royal family.
"Qing'er, mother knows that you have been wronged. You should bear with the seventh prince first. That bitch Feng Yao has a short life. When she dies, the seventh prince will not even think about her!"
Feng Qing was even more dissatisfied with Wang Fengzhi's comfort. She glanced at her mother, with a flash of disappointment in her eyes. It seemed that these years of comfort had polished her temper. If it were her previous mother, she would definitely
She's taking it out on herself, but it doesn't matter, she has plenty of solutions.