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

"Slave..." Huan'er stopped in place blankly.

It was the first time to see Feng Jiaojiao with such a sinister expression, and her eyes seemed to be shining with ice, and Huan'er was a little scared.

Is this Miss Feng Jiaojiao? Why do you suddenly seem to be a different person?

Fortunately, a voice sounded behind her: "Jiaojiao."

Chen Wanruo's identity is still very useful, no one in this mansion dares to stop her.

Chen Wanruo, dressed in a purple dress, appeared at the entrance of Feng Jiaojiao's courtyard.

Huan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quietly retreated.

"Mother." She suddenly saw Mrs. Feng and pretended to be strong. Her nose felt sore and she could no longer control her grievance. Tears quickly moistened her eyes.

"Silly boy, you didn't send someone to inform you about such a big matter." Mrs. Feng stepped forward quickly and held her hand in distress.

Looking at the yard in front of her, Mrs. Feng became even more angry: "Is this the residence that the prince has arranged for you?"

I, Chen Wanru, the Jiaojiao who grew up in my hands, live in a garbage yard like this?

It’s not like he has never been to Feng Mansion. He should have a very clear idea of ​​what Feng Jiaojiao’s previous courtyard looked like, right?

Doing this now is clearly humiliating!

The current courtyard is only one third of the size of Feng Jiaojiao's previous courtyard.

The greening is very perfunctory, with some cheap wildflowers and weeds planted on the ground. There are not even bonsais, let alone lakes, rockeries and other scenery.

"Let's go inside, pack your things, and go home with mother." Mrs. Feng couldn't help but her voice was filled with anger.

She took her daughter's hand and strode towards her bedroom.

How could the people of Feng Mansion be bullied like this?

If he was still the prince, there was nothing they could do. But now he is no longer the prince, he is a bastard who doesn’t even know who his parents are!

How could he have the courage to bully Jiaojiao?

My pampered daughter lives in such a shabby house?

Maybe in the eyes of others, this courtyard is not bad, but in Chen Wanru's eyes, this is where the servants live. It is an insult to Feng Jiaojiao and their Shangshu Mansion.

"Is he there?" Mrs. Feng originally thought of taking her daughter and leaving without saying hello to the First Prince.

I was so angry now that I wanted to rush over and scold him.

"Your Majesty is not in the mansion." Mammy, who followed Mrs. Feng, answered with her head lowered.

This nanny is considered to be half of the housekeeper in the house, and all the prince's chores, big and small, are left to her to take care of, and she is highly regarded by the prince.

Mrs. Feng gave her a sharp look: "Didn't he die outside and don't know when he will come back?"

This grandma is also a capable person and was not angered by Mrs. Feng. She remained expressionless and answered in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Madam, I have no right to know about the prince's affairs. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you when the prince will return. "

Hearing this, Mrs. Feng sneered: "Go and call your housekeeper."

I'm just a slave, how dare you not take me seriously?

The grandma raised her eyes and said, "Madam, the housekeeper and the prince have gone out together. Now the servants will be watching over the chores in the house for the time being."

Mrs. Feng looked at her in surprise: Is it true? How does this ordinary-looking woman get such a high salary?

However, it is understandable considering the embarrassing situation the former prince is in now.

No power, no power, no support. I guess it can only be used by people who use these.

The prince is not here, why should she go make a fuss? I can only give up.

Mrs. Feng looked at her disdainfully: "I took my daughter away. You tell your prince that if he still wants Ansheng's life now, he should behave well. Otherwise, our Feng family is not a vegetarian."

The long-lost concern made Feng Jiaojiao feel warm in her heart, and she couldn't help but get closer to Mrs. Feng's arms.

Mrs. Feng patted her back gently.

"Madam, Madam Jiaojiao is our mistress. You can't just take her away." The mama frowned slightly.

Chen Wanru sneered: "What? Seeing that I have few people, you think I can't take him away? Who are you looking down on?"

Grandma lowered her head and said nothing.

Sometimes, default is the best response.

"Help the young lady clean up and bow." Mrs. Feng directed the two men and two women who followed: "Don't forget to bring everything that the young lady likes."

Tears welled into Feng Jiaojiao's eyes again.

It's been a long time since I felt supported by someone.

"Mom, he is such a bully!" Feng Jiaojiao walked up to Mrs. Feng and complained.

"My poor child." Mrs. Feng's eyes were also red, and she hugged Feng Jiaojiao for a while.

"Don't worry, I know it all in my heart, and I will take revenge on you."

Mrs. Feng never expected that the first prince would go so far.

I thought he had always been gentle. She didn't expect that she would be blind sometimes.

"If I had known that Prince Lao Shizi disrespected you so much, my mother would have fought against the decree and refused to marry her at all costs." Chen Wanruo showed a smile on her face and suppressed the anger in her heart.

Yesterday, she suddenly learned that the former prince was marrying a concubine, so she wanted to bring all the family members to have a grand wedding.

As a result, he was stopped by Feng Shangshu. He also ordered someone to guard her and not let her go out for a whole day.

"Mom, I hate those women." Feng Jiaojiao did not want to pretend to be generous in front of Mrs. Feng. She was afraid that if she kept pretending, her life would be lost.

"Don't worry, Mom has asked your father to find a way. He will definitely drive away those foxy girls."

"Mom, let's leave early?"

"Have your things been packed?"

"There's nothing easy to clean up, just some insignificant little things."

"Okay, let's go then and let Huan'er help you take a closer look."

Seeing Feng Jiaojiao's much thinner figure, Mrs. Feng felt very distressed.

"Go home and relax, and recuperate your health." Chen Wanruo advised while touching Feng Jiaojiao's head.

Jiaojiao is just too kind.

If he had encountered such a thing, he would have killed the smelly man with a knife.

Feng Jiaojiao nodded, feeling very sad.

Unexpectedly, he gave up his glory and wealth and followed a fake prince. Not only was he not grateful to her, but he was also extremely humiliated.

It was so unexpected that she couldn't accept it at all.

Feng Jiaojiao followed Mrs. Feng back to Feng Mansion without hesitation.

Feng Yuance, who got the letter, was already waiting at the gate.

"Brother!" Feng Jiaojiao cried and threw herself into his arms as soon as she jumped off the carriage.

She really wanted to go back to the days before, still being pampered by her brothers.

"Jiaojiao." Feng Yuance felt very uncomfortable as he reached out and gently hugged the delicate body in his arms.

How could his proud sister, such an outstanding sister, marry someone who is not a thing in a daze?

"Brother, you have to make the decision for Jiaojiao!" Feng Jiaojiao cried.

"Well, don't worry." Feng Yuance gave her reassurance.

Seeing the brother and sister hugging each other, Chen Wanruo frowned.

Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, she urged: "Let's go. If you have anything to do, go in and talk about it."

There are already pedestrians passing by and looking at it, why don’t you go in and use it as a peep show?