Mrs. Feng stood up leisurely, put on her heavily woven dress that shone with golden light, and held on to the shaky hairpin by her ear, before slowly walking in under the guidance of the female historian.
Passing by Cui Yun, Mrs. Feng glanced at Cui Yun proudly, her eyes conveying: Who do you think you are, how dare you stop my provocation.
Of course, Mrs. Feng's face would only be shown to servants like them, but she would change her face in front of the Queen Mother, crying and pretending to be aggrieved, seeking favors for her son and her mother's family.
In the past few times, the Queen Mother had rewarded her with some insignificant gifts because she was her legitimate mother.
But the repeated indulgence only resulted in intensified demands, and the method changed from the previous tactful hints to crying, making trouble, and hanging himself.
Later, I had to reach out to the front!
If Master Feng's first wife hadn't died after giving birth to three daughters, and now this Mrs. Feng would have given birth to a son to make Master Feng happy, otherwise how could she have climbed from a nameless concubine in the backyard to her stepmother?
on the seat.
Cui Jun lowered his head and thought about how every time the Queen Mother and Mrs. Feng broke up on bad terms, the Queen Mother would always be secretly sad for a long time, while Mrs. Feng was always so proud that she could not help but grit her teeth and clenched her fists.
It’s really annoying to watch. If it weren’t for the Queen Mother, how could Mr. Feng be promoted? Mrs. Feng’s appointment was also based on the fact that she is the Queen Mother’s stepmother. These people are just greedy!
What a thick skin!
spit!
The Queen Mother wouldn't even let her enter the palace, and she even came here licking her face.
Cui Yun did not expect that the Queen Mother would be soft-hearted again. Last time, she clearly said that Mrs. Cheng'en would never be allowed to enter the palace again!
Mrs. Feng walked into the back hall proudly, but she did not put on a good face when facing Sheng Shaoqing, who was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch and staring at her all the time.
I bowed casually and sat down on the chair.
Sheng Shaoqing looked at the middle-aged lady who walked in, and only one word came to his mind: vulgar.
So tacky!
Feng Qing’s father has such a bad taste!
Sheng Shaoqing couldn't help but shook his head. Mrs. Feng wished she could pile all her belongings on her.
Mrs. Feng didn't know that her carefully matched outfit had aroused Sheng Shaoqing's suspicion. She thought that this would definitely make Feng Qing, who had seen a lot of things in the palace, marvel at how proud her stepmother was in the Feng Mansion!
Sheng Shaoqing suddenly felt that the late emperor must have had his considerations in finding Feng Qing to be the queen mother.
The Feng family does not look like a nouveau riche. They have no foundation in the court and can only rely on Feng Qing.
And Feng Qing is an extremely well-behaved person.
The only shortcoming is that I am a bit high-spirited, and every time I am beaten to death by such vulgar and unqualified people.
To deal with such incompetent people, of course you cannot have quality.
You can't just try to reason with someone when someone slaps you in the face, right?
Of course, when dealing with such a person, you must exhale with greater strength, so that he can know what pain is, what it means to do something he does not want you to do to him, and do not do it to others!
Although we have lost our quality, we have gained happiness, right?
Adhering to the concept of "Since I can't take care of everyone, I can only take care of myself." Sheng Shaoqing also responded with an even worse expression.
There was silence for a long time, and only the breathing of a few people could be heard in the palace.
Mrs. Feng was originally waiting for Feng Qing to ask, so that she could take the opportunity to scold her as to why she was kept waiting in the outer hall for so long, and further make her request.
For the sake of leaving herself out all afternoon, Feng Qing did not dare to answer her request again.
However, Sheng Shaoqing has been silent, and it's hard for her to perform well!
"Ahem, did the Queen Mother have a good rest today?"
Mrs. Feng thought that she was stepping down the stairs for Feng Qing. If she had any objections, she should get off the stairs and apologize to her.
She could just forgive Feng Qing reluctantly. After all, she still had people to ask for.
