Mrs. Feng has been moved beyond measure by her magnanimity. Where in the world can she find such a good stepmother?
In her village, there were many stepdaughters and stepsons who were abused by their stepmothers and had no food to eat. Not only did she not abuse the three Feng sisters, she also allowed Feng Qing to enter the palace, which was how she achieved such a great fortune.
The palace is one of the most wealthy in the world. I didn’t expect that this little girl was so lucky that she actually became the queen mother!
But what if you become the Queen Mother?
She killed her husband at a young age and had to raise an emperor who was not his biological son.
I'm not sure what trouble will happen in the future.
She was not her biological child, so of course she would not share the same heart with her stepmother. Feng Qing was like this to her, and the same was true for the little emperor to Feng Qing.
In the final analysis, it is her Xu Wanming who is better!
Once upon a time, I was sold into the Feng Mansion by my mother-in-law. With her youth and good looks, she hooked up with the master and even gave birth to a son!
The first lady died of illness, and her son became the Lord’s only son!
She made her master happy again, changed her slave status and straightened her up.
She is no longer the nameless concubine Xu Wuniang, but the step-wife Xu Wan of the Feng family!
Nowadays, she has the final say in the Feng family!
As for the youngest daughter left behind by the forefather's wife, it is true that while she still has some power, it would be wise to get more benefits from her hands.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Feng changed into a more comfortable position on the chair and waited for Feng Qing's reply.
Sheng Shaoqing: "Well, it's okay."
After Sheng Shaoqing said this, he shut his mouth, and the silence returned to the huge back hall.
The skylight outside dimmed, and the candlelight inside the hall gradually became brighter.
Nothing else?
Shouldn't he explain to her why he kept her waiting for so long?
At worst, she should greet her as a mother and exchange pleasantries.
Mrs. Feng was surprised and looked at the Queen Mother who was already lying down on the imperial concubine's couch. She saw that Sheng Shaoqing had also changed to a more comfortable position and was staring at her without any sign of continuing to speak.
As long as Sheng Shaoqing himself is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
To be thick-skinned, Sheng Shaoqing dares to claim to be second, while no one dares to claim to be number one.
Under the "encouragement" of the company culture that is prevalent in the poisonous chicken soup, Sheng Shaoqing still insists on never working overtime, getting off work on time, and never working an extra point after finishing his own work. He has not changed his life and has become a different kind of beauty in the company.
Landscape.
Cleaning up the workplace starts with me!
Her immediate boss reminded her overtly and covertly, but she didn't even take it seriously, let alone a little guy like Mrs. Feng who didn't know how to deal with it.
Mrs. Feng's buttocks, which were as firm as a rock on the chair, gradually loosened. The awkward atmosphere of looking at each other gradually made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.
A layer of thin beads of sweat climbed up her back. It was hard to express her anger to Feng Qing, so Mrs. Feng resorted to the most common trick in the back house of Feng Mansion: pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai.
"Forsythia, you are the Empress Dowager's personal assistant, why didn't you remind the Empress Dowager to take such a long nap?! If this reputation for laziness spreads, wouldn't it mean that people would criticize our Feng family tutor?"
Forsythia was about to argue, but the Queen Mother stopped her words by raising her bare hands slightly.
Give her the paternity of her legitimate mother?
If you want to train yourself, train yourself. What's the point of using others as a cover?
Still want to give her a look? The person who can give her a look hasn't been born yet!
"Alas." Sheng Shaoqing sighed heavily.
After Sheng Shaoqing sighed, he suddenly fell silent again and stopped talking.
Mrs. Feng looked at Sheng Shaoqing in confusion, what kind of show was this?
Sheng Shaoqing changed his expression to a sad one again, "Madam, I didn't want to say it originally."
