Chapter 1839 Phoenix Clan Chapter: Look at your performance
"Mrs. Wang, are you okay?"
Feng Jiuer put down her teacup and asked softly.
"I'm fine."
Mrs. Wang waved her hand, "Princess, this time, it's really thanks to you. I..." "Sit down."
Feng Jiuer looked at the person holding the table and trying to stand up, and waved her hand.
"I didn't grow up in a palace and don't pay attention to these etiquettes."
Feng Jiuer drank another full cup of tea, put down the teacup, and raised her eyes.
"What's more, if you kneel here and there, I won't gain an extra piece of flesh."
"Princess, I..." Mrs. Wang looked at Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiuer waved her hand and picked up the teapot again.
"I have also read City Lord Wang's desperate letter. To be honest, I am also responsible for why he ended up in the situation he is in today."
"It was my people who intercepted the letter he wanted to send out. That's why Feng Qiongcang didn't know about the situation here at the first time."
"However, I have my plan, and I will never allow this kind of thing to happen."
Mrs. Wang was stunned for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses.
"Princess, this little girl is not talented, but she also understands what the princess does."
"My husband only does two things in his life. One is to repay his father's kindness, and the other is to develop Ruchuan City so that the people in the city can live a good life."
"Maybe it's not that he doesn't understand right and wrong, but it's a pity that he can't help himself."
Feng Jiuer frowned and said softly: "I have also investigated the favor Feng Qiongcang gave to the Wang family back then."
"Over the years, City Lord Wang has indeed been loyal."
"And because he is loyal, we will not choose to believe him easily."
"It's okay, let's take it step by step. If you don't want to leave here, you can continue to live here."
Mrs. Wang was anxious for a moment and took Feng Jiuer's hand.
"The princess means that you can protect our family, right?"
Feng Jiuer lowered her eyes, and Mrs. Wang immediately retracted her hands.
"Sorry! Princess."
"It doesn't matter."
Feng Jiuer shook his head, "The current situation of the Feng Clan is only temporary, and the Feng Clan will be complete in the future."
"Since you are in the area under my father's jurisdiction, there is no need to be afraid of Feng Qiongcang."
"As for whether we want to protect the Wang family in the future and whether we will use the Wang family, it all depends on your performance."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and stood up.
"I have to go out beforehand. Follow my instructions and take good care of the Lord of the City."
"I will come over again after nightfall."
"Yes, yes."
Mrs. Wang stood up, bent down, and waved her hand, "Princess, please go and do your work first."
"Today, it's all thanks to the princess, otherwise Yutang really wouldn't be able to wake up."
When Feng Jiuer left, everyone in the Wang family knelt in the front hall to see her off.
She didn't say anything, took Little Cherry and the groom's brother Jianyi, and left.
In the carriage, Little Cherry held her stomach and asked, "Jiu'er, should we go find Qiao Mu now?"
"I'm hungry. I didn't dare to eat anything from the palace just now. I'm so hungry!"
"Be patient."
Feng Jiuer glanced at her.
Just as she was about to open the curtain, her stomach growled.
"Jiu'er, you're still glaring at me, and your stomach is growling!"
Little Cherry muttered, turned around, and opened the curtain beside her.
"Didn't Qiao Mu always say that there are many delicious foods in Ruchuan City?"
“Should we get out of the car and have something to eat first?
I'm so hungry."
Little Cherry stuck her head out of the window.
"You must be more hungry than me when you are helping the Lord of the City to perform energy and detoxification. Jiu'er, there are many people in front of you. I wonder if there is anything delicious to eat."
Feng Jiuer ignored Little Cherry and the carriage continued to move forward.
When passing by the crowd, Little Cherry saw with sharp eyes what everyone was holding in their arms to eat.
"Jiu'er, Jian Yi, brother Jian Yi, stop the car, I want to get out of the car and take a look, Jian Yi..." No matter what Little Cherry shouted, Jian Yi seemed not to hear it, and the carriage seemed to speed up a bit.
Little Cherry looked at the crowd in the distance, despairing.
She sighed, turned around, and just as she was about to sit down, the carriage began to slow down and finally stopped.
Little Cherry walked out and opened the curtain.
"Jianyi, do you want to buy something to eat?"
Jian Yi did not look at Little Cherry, but looked at Feng Jiuer who appeared behind Little Cherry.
"Jiu'er, what do you want to eat?
I'll buy it."
"No need."
Feng Jiuer shook her head and gently pushed Little Cherry.
"Come on, let's go down and take a walk."
"Yeah!"
Thinking of having something to eat, Little Cherry suddenly became energetic, jumped up, and got off the carriage.
"Jiu'er, look over there, there are a lot of people there, it must be delicious."
Feng Jiuer didn't say anything and followed Little Cherry.
Jianyi tied the horse to a pillar nearby and followed the footsteps of the two people in front.
Soon, two girls came into the crowd.
Little Cherry pulled Feng Jiuer and walked inside.
"It smells so good! I wonder what it is?"
Little Cherry stopped, tiptoed and looked forward.
"Chuancheng Sticky Cake, girl, haven't you heard?
Are you from out of town?"
The last person in the team looked back at Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry.
"The two girls are so good-looking, but they still have unfamiliar faces. They must be from out of town."
"Is Sichuan sticky cake famous?"
Little Cherry doesn't care if it comes from outside, as long as it's delicious.
"tasty!"
The woman nodded lightly, "I come from a nearby town. I come here every four or five days, and I buy at least thirty pieces each time."
“The sticky pancakes here have a lot of flavors, and they suit my family’s tastes very well.”
"In Ruchuan City, this one has the best sticky cakes in Sichuan City."
"Yes, it's quite far for me to come here."
The other woman nodded, "I can't help it, all the kids at home like it."
When Little Cherry heard this, she became even more excited.
From time to time she would stand on her tiptoes, counting the number of people in front of her, and from time to time she would look sideways at the people eating beside her.
"Jiu'er."
After waiting for a long time, when she finally saw the stall, Little Cherry became anxious.
Feng Jiuer met her gaze, frowned, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"How many do we want to buy?"
Little Cherry raised ten fingers.
"Thirty?
It shouldn’t be enough, right?
By the way, are we going back today?
Or spend the night at Qiao Mu’s house?”
"I wonder what the flavors are?
I want to give it a try, what should I do?”
"Ouch!"
Without waiting for Feng Jiuer's response, Little Cherry turned around and stood on tiptoes again.
"Why haven't you arrived yet?
I’m very hungry!”
Feng Jiuer looked at the head dangling in front of her and shook her head lightly.
"It's a good idea to take two more for Ronger to try. Maybe she can make them."
"Okay! I want a hundred."
The little cherry nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
She had no idea how many pairs of eyes were looking at her from the left and right after she said these words.
Feng Jiuer reached out and knocked on Little Cherry's head.
Little Cherry covered her head and turned around, frowning and looking at her.
"Jiu'er, what's wrong?"
"I want thirty, you can choose the flavor yourself!"
Feng Jiuer warned.
Little Cherry looked around, blinked, and finally nodded.
