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

"Jiaojiao! Let him go up!" Mrs. Feng shouted sharply to stop Feng Jiaojiao's yelling.

The servant next to the carriage looked at the green hairpin, lifted up his long coat, raised his legs and got into the carriage, thinking in his heart: Who is this dishonest-looking man? Why are you in the same carriage with Miss Jiaojiao? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there is a show to watch!

Mrs. Feng felt like her head was going to explode! She didn't know how things ended up like this!

She never imagined that Feng Jiaojiao, the daughter she had raised as a princess since she was a child, would inexplicably have an affair with a male prostitute, and in broad daylight in full view of everyone!

She never expected that this male prostitute would be so shameless as to follow them to the capital. What, don’t you know who you are? Why go to the capital? Looking for death? King An will kill him first!

Mrs. Feng quickly made a decision: she could not let this matter continue to ferment, and she could not let more people know about it. She must take action as soon as possible to make this male prostitute disappear silently during the journey. In this way, Jiaojiao is still the same Jiaojiao as before, and the matter between her and Qinghaan is treated as if it never happened.

When they return to the capital, everything will return to normal. No one will know about this, no one will care. As for Qinghan, he is just an insignificant male prostitute. His life and death have no meaning to this world.

There is no point in staying here any longer. She glanced at Yun Xi and Xiao Chenyi, then turned around and got on the carriage.

But Yun Xi's eyes were full of indifference and disdain, as if he was indifferent to all this.

Mrs. Feng felt a pain in her heart. She thought that Yun Xi must be looking forward to reconciling with herself. Yun Xi must be happy that she came here specially this time, and she and Yun Xi could ease their relationship.

Now it seems there is no hope at all.

This damn girl is really cruel! From the bottom of her heart, she doesn’t regard her as a mother! If I had known she was so heartless, I might as well have strangled her to death when she was born, rather than watching her now and causing trouble.

"Where's Yuanhao?" He looked around and didn't see his son riding a horse.

Mrs. Feng was a little panicked: "Where is my son?"

Could it be that he was also framed by this damn girl Yun Xi?

"Madam, Master Yuanhao is already in another carriage." The servant lowered his head and reported from the side.

He didn't dare to say that Young Master Yuan Hao was so drunk that he didn't recognize anyone. He was carried into the carriage like a pig by the guards of Prince Chen's Mansion.

Mrs. Feng nodded and tried to regain her composure. She straightened her back, turned around and got into the carriage in the most standard posture of a lady.

"Let's go," she said to the coachman. The driver responded, raised his whip and drove forward. The carriage slowly left the town and headed towards the capital.

Mrs. Feng looked back and saw that the gate of Prince Chen's Mansion was getting further and further away, and finally disappeared from sight.

Her eyes became colder and colder: Yun Xi! I will remember the pain you made Jiaojiao suffer today and the humiliation you made me suffer! Just wait for me!

In the carriage, Qinghao poured tea for Mrs. Feng with a gentle smile: "Madam, this tea is good, you can try it."

Mrs. Feng raised her hand to knock the cup out of his hand.

Qinghao nimbly took her hand away and said, "Madam, it would be a pity if this good tea was poured out."

Mrs. Feng looked at him fiercely, with disgust in her eyes, "Kneel down!"

This guy is most likely in partnership with Yun Xi and wants to murder Jiaojiao? What a beautiful thought!

The journey back to the capital is long, and it is easy to make someone disappear.

When you arrive in the capital, who knows you? Even if the three green hairpins were missing, no one knew.

"Madam, I wonder what makes you unhappy, Xiaoke?" Qinghao's facial expression was as gentle as ever, "Qinghao has a unique skill of massaging. If Madam is tired from traveling, Qinghao can make you feel much more comfortable."

When these words come from the mouth of a male prostitute in a brothel, it is easy for people to misunderstand him.

Mrs. Feng suddenly became angry: "Shut up!"

If she let him massage her, who would she become? Do you still want her old face?

"Mother..." Feng Jiaojiao approached Mrs. Feng with red eyes, "Why should we take him with us?"

"Be obedient!" Mrs. Feng patted the back of her hand and gave her a reassuring look, "Mom, this is all for your own good."

Feng Jiaojiao felt extremely sad.

King Chen failed to get into bed, and he had an inexplicable affair with a male prostitute in a brothel. What should King An do if he finds out? Will she be divorced by King An? Will he be ridiculed by everyone in the capital? How will I meet people in the future?

She doesn't want to die, she also wants to be a master in the future!

Yun Xi was obviously despised by everyone in her previous life and died long ago. Why is she still alive and well in this life? Are you still alive and nourishing than yourself?

The more Feng Jiaojiao thought about it, the sadder she became, and she sobbed in Mrs. Feng's arms.

Seeing Feng Jiaojiao crying non-stop, Mrs. Feng, who was already feeling heavy, became a little impatient.

Thinking of what she had just experienced, she was reluctant to let go: "Okay, close your eyes and rest. Mom is with you."

She opened the curtain and said to grandma sitting outside: "You go and negotiate about the matter at the inn on the road."

On the way here, she thought that Jiaojiao could become King Chen's person, so Mrs. Feng couldn't help but take more care of her. Although she knew that her son was tortured very hard by Feng Jiaojiao, she didn't stop her.

But now that the plan failed, she couldn't bear to wrong her son on the way back.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at Qinghan kneeling inside the carriage. She was about to speak when she saw him smiling at her and almost choked.

"Mom, let him ride in brother's carriage." Feng Jiaojiao looked away from him because she was afraid that she would hit someone.

This man was obviously sober when he had sex with him. He recognized the wrong person, but he shouldn't have.

No matter how stupid Feng Jiaojiao is, she still knows that she has been framed.

"Okay." Prince Chen's Mansion was no longer visible, and Mrs. Feng didn't want to pretend anymore. "Come here, take Qing Hairan to the carriage at the back."

Let Qinghao and Feng Yuanhao sit together? Is he worthy?

The carriage at the back was pulled by servants, so Qing Hairan was the most suitable place to sit.

"Madam, Qinghao worked hard today and hasn't eaten yet. I'm very hungry now. Can I reward Qinghao with the food?"

Qinghan pointed at the food on the small table and winked at Feng Jiaojiao.

Feng Jiao trembled coquettishly: Bitch! What does it mean to put in a lot of effort? Are you saying you're tired in bed with me? And you wink at me? I'm not your lover!

"Take it away!" Mrs. Feng waved her sleeves, "Take them all away."

She wished he would leave her sight as soon as possible!

The city gate is closed, so you must stay in Yizhou for one night. My daughter and I don't have to worry about food or anything.

"Thank you, madam! Madam is kind, Qinghao will always be remembered in my heart!" Qinghao said nicely, but the movements in her hands were very heroic, and she swept away all the food on the table in a few clicks.