93. Chapter 93 Who cares about you thanking me for me?
Feng Qianyu bit her lower lip and stared at Jiao Xiaoliu who looked indifferent. Even though she was angry, her voice was still sticky, "Don't say that you are not married yet. Even if you are married, you don't want me to call you a Jianghu."
The entertainer is the emperor's wife..."
Feng Qianchen's face darkened, "Feng Qianyu!" Everyone could tell that Feng Qianchen was trying his best to hold back his anger. However, Feng Qianyu had been used to being arrogant and willful since he was a child, so he showed no fear and instead went to bed.
Taking a step forward, he pointed at Jiao Xiaoliu's nose and cursed, "You bitch..."
With two "pop, pop" sounds, everyone was stunned. Five fingerprints suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of Feng Qianyu's pink face. Jiao Xiaoliu played with her hair hanging on her chest, half-knocking it.
His eyes seemed careless, but the words he spoke were like ice, chilling people to the bottom of their hearts, "Try swearing again."
Feng Qianyu looked at the expressionless Feng Qianchen, and seemed to have no intention of blaming Jiao Xiaoliu. She felt sad and angry at the same time, "I just scolded you, you bitch..." Before she could finish her words, "
Four sounds of "pop, pop, pop, pop" echoed in the air. Except for Feng Qianchen, no one even saw clearly how Jiao Xiaoliu made the move.
Feng Qianyu held her cheeks that had become red and swollen with both hands. Although she was angry and anxious in her heart, she opened her mouth but did not dare to say another word. Tears fell down like broken beads. "You
Keep scolding me!" Jiao Xiaoliu's voice was still cold, but his eyes were staring straight at Feng Qianyu.
"Brother Seventh Emperor, she, she hit me..." Feng Qianyu's sticky voice came again, but it was an extremely wronged complaint to Feng Qianchen.
Seeing Feng Qianyu's aggrieved expression, Feng Qianchen had no choice but to say, "That..."
"Stop talking." Jiao Xiaoliu's voice softened a little, but still had no warmth. He stared at Feng Qianyu and uttered two words, "Apologise."
Feng Qianyu took two steps back, shook her head, and asked Feng Qianchen for help again, "Brother Seven Emperors~~"
Feng Qianchen held his forehead and said softly, "Xiao Liu, let's forget it this time."
Jiao Xiaoliu's originally gentle tone turned cold again because of Feng Qianchen's words, "You mean I was scolded in vain, right?"
As usual, Eunuch Chen shook the whip in his hand and hurriedly came up to smooth things over, "Seventh Princess, you can't say this, right? Look at Princess Qianyu's face, how can you say that you were scolded in vain?"
Jiao Xiaoliu rolled her eyes at Eunuch Chen and spoke again in a cold voice, "She brought it upon herself. She has nothing to do with me. She should apologize when she should."
Feng Qianchen held his forehead and waved to Qianyu, "Come here and apologize to your wife." There was too much helplessness in his words.
When Jiao Xiaoliu heard that, her heart seemed to skip a beat, her eyes drifted to the flowers in the distance, and she waved her hand indifferently, "Forget it, I was wrong just now, I was too harsh." He took it out of his arms.
A delicate white porcelain bottle was thrown to Feng Qianchen next to him, "It is very effective in reducing swelling and removing blood stasis."
Feng Qianchen looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curved into a nice smile, "Well, I would like to thank my concubine in advance for Qianyu."
Feng Qianyu was not really ignorant. Seeing Jiao Xiaoliu lowering his head first, he felt embarrassed. He walked quickly to Feng Qianchen, grabbed the porcelain bottle in his hand, and hummed, "Who cares if you do it for me?"
