Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

Grandma Wang frowned: "The relationship is good now, but that doesn't mean the relationship will be good in the future."

The young lady is not marrying an ordinary person, but the young general who the emperor likes!

There are many people in Beijing watching.

I wish more people would make a fool of myself.

If you don't restrain yourself from now on, you will definitely be rumored to be a mess.

What if the emperor is unhappy and decides to cancel the wedding?

Or, give me another wife and a noble concubine or something...

She had heard a lot of such things in her previous master's house.

I was a little worried about Xiao Zizi and Xiao Qing's ignorance.

After thinking about it, Grandma Wang left for Mrs. Feng.

The young lady is ignorant and cannot be left to her own devices.

Mrs. Feng was still a little confused when she knew that Grandma Wang was coming.

The bitchy girl never had any contact with her in the house. Is the sun rising in the west today?

Grandma Wang was brought in by the maid.

Mrs. Feng leaned on the head of the bed, her face looking very bad.

"Slave, please pay homage to Madam!" After entering the door, Grandma Wang knelt down and saluted.

Mrs. Feng was a little surprised.

When I met Grandma Wang for the first time, I didn't expect her to be such a polite person.

From entering the door to saluting, every move was faultless.

Mrs. Feng's mood was a little subtle: "Get up."

She has trained Feng Jiaojiao for so long, and her only regret is that she has not found a suitable nanny for her.

"Thank you, madam!" Grandma Wang stood up and curtsied again.

"Grandma Wang came to see me, why?"

"Madam Qi, I heard that Madam fainted and was very worried. She specially ordered my slave to come and visit."

Mrs. Feng didn’t believe a word of this.

I can only say that Grandma Wang is more reliable.

Her affection for Grandma Wang increased again.

"What about herself? Why doesn't she come?"

Grandma Wang lowered her head and responded: "Miss was frightened on the street today and has a slight fever. She is worried that she will spread her illness to Madam."

Mrs. Feng clicked her tongue: This story is of good quality.

It's a pity that he's not hers.

"I understand, you can go back." Mrs. Feng waved her hand to signal her to leave.

Grandma Wang paused and continued: "What would you like to eat, madam? The lady said that it can be prepared in the kitchen and delivered."

Since she came forward to ease the conflict between mother and daughter, she must try her best to do things well.

Mrs. Feng's eyes were unclear: "You really tried your best for her!"

Grandma Wang bowed her head and saluted again: "This is your duty as a slave."

"Mother Wang, my daughter bought you from Ren Yazi?"

"Yes." Grandma Wang answered simply, without saying much or taking the opportunity to brag about herself.

Mrs. Feng couldn't help but be curious.

When did the quality of the products sold by Renyazi become so good?

The two were chatting when suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

"Madam, madam!" A maid ran in in a panic, her hair messed up.

When he entered the door, he stepped on the hem of his own skirt and almost tripped over himself.

Comparing the motionless Grandma Wang, Mrs. Feng's gums were almost broken: the people around her were actually outclassed by the people around this bitch!

"Say!" she asked through gritted teeth.

It better be urgent. Otherwise I will make you look good!

"Madam, something bad has happened! Mrs. Duan is coming to kill you!" The maid shouted loudly.

She didn't mean it either.

A large number of people came in at the gate.

When the servants in the mansion saw him, they all ran away, shouting that Mrs. Duan was here.

She didn't know the old lady, but seeing the way everyone was running away in fear, she knew it must be a big deal.

I must report it to Madam!

"My mother is here?" Mrs. Feng heard the sound, lifted the quilt and stood up.

My head is no longer dizzy.

That mother of hers is not one to be fooled.

"Chen Wanruo!"

Before I even got dressed, a deafening shout came from outside the door!

Immediately afterwards, Duan Feilan and the old lady Duan were seen angrily kicking in the door with a group of people.

"Mother!"

Chen Wanruo said hello quickly.

His voice trembled involuntarily.

Growing up, what she feared most was her mother.

"You evil deed! You want to ruin your father's reputation for a wild girl you picked up from nowhere? I don't care if you are seeking your own death. Why don't you drag others with you?"

Duan Feilan said and slapped Chen Wanruo immediately.

Everyone lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

Grandma Wang looked on in shock.

So, is it the ancestral tradition in Miss Yun Xi’s family that ‘violence is the only way to communicate’?

"Mother, mother, what are you doing?"

In front of the servants, Mrs. Duan slapped her across the head, and Mrs. Feng was so angry that she almost exploded.

This is her base!

After she was beaten, how could she convince the public in the future?

I'm afraid the servants will die laughing!

Who would listen to her!

"What to do? What did you say to do?" Duan Fei said and slapped her again.

"I think your brain is flooded. I'm here to wake you up!"

"Mother!" Mrs. Feng stamped her feet hard, tears streaming down her face: "Who asked you to come? I don't welcome you here!"

Attack her home and beat her as the master?

If the person opposite her was not her mother, she would just find someone to do it to her!

Grandma Wang was refreshed again: So the incompatibility between Miss Yun Xi and her mother is also hereditary?

"Evil!" The old lady Duan is getting stronger and her health is even better than that of her daughter.

Another slap on the head.

She has a lot of strength, and it's wasted if she doesn't use it.

Mrs. Feng was beaten so hard that she gave up her struggle completely: "Mom, hit her as soon as you come up. You can let your daughter know what's going on, right?"

Growing up, her mother had beaten her countless times.

Anyway, resistance is futile with my mother.

Only obedience.

"Where is Yun Xi?" Mrs. Duan didn't answer her at all, and turned around to look for someone.

"Old madam, are you looking for our lady?" Grandma Wang came up to her in time.

"Shall I take you there?"

"You are..." The old lady looked her up and down.

"This slave is Grandma Wang next to the young lady."

"Hello, Grandma Wang." Two little maids walked out from behind Mrs. Duan.

"Xiao Cui? Xiao Lan?" Grandma Wang was a little surprised.

These two maids were trained by Mrs. Duan and were much more reliable than Xiao Qing and Xiao Ye Zi.

"Lead the way." Seeing that they knew each other, Mrs. Duan believed that Grandma Wang was the person around Yun Xi.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Feng, Grandma Wang took the group to the courtyard where Yun Xi lived.

After they left, Mrs. Feng quickly asked someone to investigate Grandma Wang.

Today is her first official contact with Grandma Wang.

The impression this nanny gave her was much more reliable than the one currently used by Jiaojiao.

She wanted to help Jiaojiao win over.

The future Crown Princess and the future Empress must have a capable assistant by their side.

She firmly believes that as long as the money is available, anything can be said.

"Old Madam, our young lady has gone to bed." Xiao Zizi looked at Madam Duan with a straight face and an unhappy look on her face.

Why is it so difficult for the young lady to take a break?