"Did you make a special bowl of rice for mom?" Shang Xi felt warm in her heart when she held the bowl of rice in her hand. Her son knew that he was thinking about her.

Cheng Youning looked well-behaved and sensible. "Although it's vegetarian, it's not bad. You'll know if you eat it while it's hot, Mom."

Then, Cheng Youning turned around and took the bowl of food from Qiao Rong. He called out to the group of busy women, "Grandma?"

Mrs. Wan, who was busy, heard her grandson calling her and raised her head. When she saw Cheng Youning's little face, the smile on her face became even more kind and friendly. Cheng Youning waved at her happily and said in a low voice, "Grandma, your grandson has also brought you food. Please leave the work in your hands to others and come to eat first."

Mrs. Wan looked at the two long lines of people waiting to eat, shook her head, and said softly, "Good children, grandma is not hungry, you can sit aside and eat." After that, she continued to wave the food spoon to serve food to everyone.

At this time, Han Nianxia, ​​who had not found a living thing yet, came over, took the bowl from Cheng Youning and said, "Don't waste it if Aunt doesn't eat it. I'll eat it."

“Han Nianxia, ​​shameless, that’s for my grandma to eat.”

"Your grandma doesn't have time to eat, so I'll eat it for your aunt."

Cheng Youning said angrily: "If my grandma doesn't eat, there are others who can eat. So many people are working, it's not your turn to eat."

Han Nianxia said, "Cheng Youning, don't yell at me. Look at yourself in the mirror. You look weird to me."

Cheng Youning asked: "What's so strange about that? I carefully selected this outfit. My grandfather even said that I look good."

Han Nianxia took a bite of the food and said, "It's not the clothes that are the problem. Is it that you look weird?"

"Nonsense, I look weird?" Cheng Youning didn't believe it even more. He grew up being praised by everyone. He never doubted that there was anything wrong with his appearance. In his heart, he was a perfect child in every aspect.

Han Nianxia looked at Cheng Youning's face carefully and frowned: "I don't know why, but I think you are so ugly today."

Cheng Youning was furious when he heard this and immediately retorted, "Impossible, no one has ever said that I'm ugly. They all say that I look 70% like my grandfather. I have red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and eyes, a face like a jade, a straight figure, and a leisurely step. You still say I'm ugly with such a handsome appearance, Han Nianxia, ​​what kind of vision do you have..."

Han Nianxia also suddenly shouted, "Hey? Cheng Youning, where are your eyebrows? Now I understand why you look so weird. It turns out it's because you don't have eyebrows. Hahahaha, you look like a eunuch now. This is too funny."

Shang Xi immediately handed the bowl to Qiao Rong, then turned her son's head and looked at it carefully: "If Aunt Nian Xia hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed it. Son, where did your eyebrows and eyelashes go?"

"Mom, don't ask anymore. I can't tell you. Hurry up and eat. I'm leaving, otherwise Han Nianxia will laugh at me." After saying that, Cheng Youning covered her face and ran away. Shang Xi couldn't call him back, so she could only let the child go.

When Shang Xi and the others returned home at night, they found that a great change had indeed taken place in the mansion. The entire mansion was heavily guarded inside and outside, and the security was tight. An oppressive atmosphere was overwhelming.

At this moment Shang Xi deeply realized that this was no longer a prefectural residence, and the person living here was no longer Wan Xinhou of Dalang State, but the one living here was the monarch of Fengqi State, Shuiyong King Wan Lianxing. In just one day, the sky of Fengying had completely changed.

This made it difficult for Shang Xi, who was so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary, to accept it for a while. In the past, she felt relaxed and at ease when she entered this door, but today she felt nervous and depressed.

The servants in the mansion were no longer relaxed and at ease as before. They all looked serious and tense. This atmosphere was very contagious, and Shang Xi couldn't help but tense up like everyone else.

Shang Xi really wanted to find someone to ask about the current situation in the mansion.

However, the only person she could see and inquire about the matter was the old housekeeper of the mansion. However, the old man also looked hurried. "Old housekeeper, are you still busy?"

"Young Madam, you're back!"

"Is my uncle still busy?"

The old housekeeper nodded and said, "Young Madam, I have something to tell you."

"Old housekeeper, please speak."

"Now your uncle is in a high position, a ruler of a region, so his daily life can no longer go on as usual."

"Just tell me, old butler. Just tell me what you need me to do."

In one day, Shang Xi had already digested most of what happened today. The old butler's words and deeds always represented Wan Lianxing. There was no doubt that the old butler meant what Wan Lianxing meant. Since he said that he had something to explain, it must be something big. It was probably another hard job, because Shang Xi had been doing hard jobs at Wan Lianxing for so many years, without exception.

However, in the past, Shang Xi could still bargain with Wan Lianxing. Although she never got any benefits, she still felt that everyone was equal. Although Wan Lianxing was a marquis and Cheng Feng's uncle, in her opinion, he was just one level lower than her. She could still resist if she was dissatisfied. But now, there is a huge gap in their status. Not to mention that Shang Xi herself has to obey Wan Lianxing, the entire Fengqi has to obey Wan Lianxing.

What the old housekeeper said was right. Wan Lianxing was in a high position at the moment. No matter whether he could sit on the throne steadily or for a long time, he was the monarch here, second only to one person and above ten thousand people. It was just a matter of a word for him to order her around.

The old housekeeper pointed to the surroundings of the mansion and said, "Master Daoqing came to take a look in the past. The feng shui of our mansion is excellent. It is a rare house with a blue dragon and a white tiger. The east of the house has a mighty stream, and the west side is prosperous. This house is both rich and noble. However, ordinary people cannot live there. If ordinary people live there, most of them will not have good results. The good ones will get away with it, and the bad ones will be ruined. It is difficult for people other than your uncle to bear the great power and nobility of this house."

Shang Xi was trying to figure out what the old housekeeper meant by every word. She wondered if they were asked to move out of here. If so, it would be what she wanted. She would feel oppressed living in this lifeless atmosphere.

But the old housekeeper changed his tone and continued, "Your uncle named his country Fengqi and built his capital Fengying, so you need to trouble Madam to build a palace for your uncle. Its splendor cannot be inferior to that of any other country."

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