Fast time travel to spoil his wife too much (3)

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"Shut up." Feng Que interrupted her mercilessly.

"At the beginning, I didn't understand why you paid so much attention to this Chen Rong, and even accepted her as an apprentice. Still, one apprentice for a lifetime." Qiu Ye propped her chin, "Do you know what I thought? If you are a man, my lord Yes, then I would definitely think..."

Feng Que glanced at Qiu Ye helplessly, put down his teacup, "Who did she drive away?"

Qiu Ye couldn't help laughing when she said this: "You may not believe it, she drove away all the high priest Anch-ā, all of them." Qiu Ye slapped her thigh: "Just say it's a thief, my God, this vision is amazing! The high priest may be pissed off now."

Feng Que nodded, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

At this time, Chen Rong also came, followed by a few maids, but the inside stopped talking when they heard the voice from outside.

Chen Rong knocked on the door and went in, looking at Feng Que: "I may have spent a lot of money today, and I should pay back in the future..."

Feng Que interrupted her: "It's up to you."

Chen Rong knew that this guy was very rich, so he didn't care, and said again, "That weird flower under your window looks ugly to me, and I want to shovel it."

Qiu Ye glanced at Feng Que, the flower was sent by the high priest himself, I'm afraid it was inappropriate.

"Okay." Feng Que smiled at Chen Rong: "I also feel ugly."

Chen Rong and Feng Que left after talking.

Feng Que knew the origin of the flower in her heart, and also knew that smelling the flower for a long time would be bad for her health, but she couldn't move it by herself.

Chen Rong was very agile in his work, so he quickly ordered people to remove the flowers, squatted on the ground and took a look, "This flower is a poisonous flower, and I don't know who planted it here to harm people. Master Afeng, the young priest, did it It's too miserable, hey, no matter it's the master-student friendship or the mission, you can't let others harm her."

Chen Rong seemed to have found comfort in his heart.

Witch Temple.

The high priest lay on the beauty's couch and fell asleep, but saw someone come in through the bead curtain and kneel under her couch, "My lord, the spies from the young priest's house have all been kicked out."

The high priest opened his eyes for a moment: "Oh?"

The right envoy reported in all detail: "It's her apprentice, Chen Rong, who said that he was dissatisfied with those people's negligence in doing things, and even eradicated all the poisonous flowers and aliens in the house. The young priest pampered her very much."

"Chen Rong..." The high priest hooked his lips, "It's just a pawn she used to resist me." After a pause, "I thought why she wanted such a person all of a sudden, that's how it is. It's just doing meaningless things." Just struggling."

At this time, another person came to report: "My lord, Chen Yannuo went to the Young Priest's Mansion to deliver cakes, but was stopped by Chen Rong at the door and whipped, it was too much."

The high priest then sat up straight, "Why?"

"Chen Rong said that the pastry was cold, and no one would eat it for the dogs."

The high priest laughed, as if he had underestimated this Chen Rong, she would send Feng Que something with chronic poison for a long time, Feng Que never refused.But now this Chen Rong...

"Show me Chen Rong."

Chen Rong was not avenging his personal revenge, but just defending Feng Que. For some reason, he just wanted to protect Feng Que.

It was probably because Feng Que was good-looking and pitiful, and she didn't have much fear of being proclaimed into the witch's hall. On the contrary, she didn't fear the high priest at all. Anyway, she wouldn't live long----all cannon fodder, no one more noble than anyone else.

Chen Rong entered the main hall, saw the high priest, and didn't even kneel down, "So I was still wondering who was going to kill my master, but I didn't expect it to be you."

The high priest snorted: "You are quite capable, but do you know what you are doing?" She paused: "If you insist on breaking this balance, it will be Feng Que who will hurt you in the end."

Chen Rong rolled her eyes: "How is it possible? Let me tell you the truth, no one can hurt her with me."

The person next to the high priest scolded: "Bold Chen Rong, are you going to die? How dare you speak to the priest like that!"

Chen Rong smiled: "I'm dying, but I won't be afraid of you. You don't have to vent your anger on Feng Que, anyway, I'm doing things alone, and you can't do anything to me now, can you?"

The high priest is really in a difficult situation now, looking at Chen Rong, he smiled inexplicably: "I'm curious, who gave you such courage."

Chen Rong shook his head: "You don't have to think too much, I just have the ability to let you die before you kill me."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Looking at Chen Rong's back, the high priest gritted his teeth, slapped the table and stood up, "Okay, now such a little girl dares to threaten me."

Feng Que waited in front of the door for Chen Rong to come back, the snow started to fall again, two red lanterns were hung in the courtyard, she stood under the door, the ground was already covered with a layer of snow.

Chen Rong came back a bit late, and from a distance, he saw Feng Que standing there blankly waiting for him, like a child who made a mistake.

The carriage stopped, Chen Rong got out of the car, and his attitude towards Feng Que was the same as before, "What are you doing standing here? Isn't it cold?"

Feng Que shook his head: "It's okay, it's good that you're back, have you eaten yet?"

Chen Rong was proclaimed into the witch palace, and Feng Que was not alarmed, but Feng Que was secretly ready to save people.

"Not yet, I'm really hungry if you ask me that." Seeing that she rarely cared about herself, Chen Rong was a little flattered, "Let's go, just to test the new cook's cooking skills."

Chen Rong's attitude was as if nothing happened.

The snow fell from the tip of her hair, quietly falling into the black hair, and against the background, the silver-white hairpin also looked a little dim.The dark blue cloak scratched across the snow without leaving a trace.Only the footprints of two people left marks on the new snow.

"I'm sorry." Feng Que said suddenly when Chen Rong was about to enter the door, "I..."

"I know." Chen Rong turned around indifferently, and patted the snow that fell on her shoulder. She knew that Feng Que was using her, "But it should be more than that now, right? Master?"

Feng Que nodded.