Xu Shizi, although Xiaoying has never seen this person, she has also heard about it.
He is actually a member of the Nanmen clan, and is actually the queen's nephew. However, I heard that among all the princes, only Prince Xu has the most miserable life. Nan
The Men clan is so powerful in the imperial city. They have so many troops that even the emperor wants to avoid them. Nan
The princes of the clan also have military power in their hands. In the court, it can be said that they are evenly matched with the power of the royal family. This
Such a powerful sect, but there is a prince who has no military power and is nothing. This is
Anyone with a little bit of knowledge in the imperial city would know about this.
Feng Jiu'er didn't speak, just looked at Feng Qingyin with an indifferent expression.
No wonder when her grandfather persuaded her just now, he said that as long as she got along well with Prince Xu, although she would not be rich and powerful, she would still be able to live a comfortable life.
Even if he has no real power, he is still a prince and his life will not be miserable.
In everyone's eyes, she, an ugly and notorious girl, can marry a prince, regardless of whether the other party has power or not, it is already a high achievement. "
What's wrong? Are you so angry that you can't speak?" Feng Qingyin covered her lips and smiled as softly as the wind.
"Don't be afraid, sister Jiu'er. No matter what, he is still a prince and can still make you eat well."
"But you are about to get married, so why are you still staying in the academy? Why not go home early and embroider a pair of mandarin duck pillowcases so that you can win your husband's favor when you get married."
"Eighth Miss, she looks like this. Even if she embroiders a pair of live mandarin ducks, the prince will not like her!"
The maid behind Feng Qingyin said with a smile.
"How could you be so rude to Jiu'er?" Little Cherry was going crazy. A mere maid dared to mock the young lady in her own house!
"What, what did I say? Didn't I tell the truth?"
Feng Qingyin's maid, Qin Xue, shrugged with a look of disapproval: "I'm just telling the truth. Of course, I also hope that Miss Ninth can live a good life after marrying her. I mean well."
"Really?" Feng Jiuer suddenly took two steps forward.
Qinxue was frightened by her suddenly approaching cold breath and subconsciously took two steps back. But
When she thought that Feng Qingyin was here, she stopped panicking and immediately took two steps forward: "Of course I'm talking about...ah!"
With a scream, followed by a loud slap, Qinxue was like a kite with broken strings, being slapped and flew out. Very quickly
Quickly, he fell heavily to the ground, blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and he almost fainted.
Feng Qingyin couldn't react at all. When she did, her face turned green with fright.
"Feng Jiu'er, you... you dare to hurt my people!" She pointed at Feng Jiu'er, her fingers trembling with anger.
"Your people?" Feng Jiuer stared at Qin Xue, who was lying on the ground and still vomiting blood, and sneered: "A mere maid of a good lady actually dares to speak arrogant words to me, the real lady of Paijiu!"
"Sister Qingyin, do you think this is disrespectful?"
Since Sister Qingyin doesn’t know how to discipline her servants, let me do it for her, so as not to offend others when I go out in the future and ruin Sister Qingyin’s reputation.”
you……""
Miss, she is bullying!" Qinxue finally got up from the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and immediately started crying."
I'm just bullying you, what?" Feng Jiu'er strode over, grabbed Qin Xue's collar, and suddenly gave her a hard shake...
