Mrs. Ru took a sip of tea before responding: "It's very nice here, and I don't have any relatives. I have Yunxiang girl who often comes to accompany me, which is already better than my current life. At least I don't have to hide here and there."
It would be best if you and Lin'er could come and see me often. "
"Madam, you don't know that King Leng bought these things and asked me to bring them to you, otherwise how would I know what you like." Yunxiang explained quickly.
Feng Xingying also smiled and said: "Give him some more time, Qin Molin is like this, he doesn't mean what he says. In fact, he has always been thinking about you in his heart."
"Well, that's good, that's good. As long as you don't think I'm a burden, I will work hard to extend my life and try to be with you all the time."
"That's great. I can come to Madam often to learn about hairdressing and combing my hair. Miss, I learned a very beautiful fairy bun today. I think it will look really good on you. I'll do it for you later." You comb."
"No, I'll do it."
Mrs. Ru's hands were very skillful, weaving in and out of Feng Xingying's hair, and in a short time she completed the complicated fairy bun.
This hairstyle is a bit like the ancient palace dress, but it also adds some fairy elements of the divine family, making Feng Xingying look more elegant and fairy-like.
"It looks good. Lin'er will definitely like it after seeing it. I don't know how I'm going to torment you yet." Mrs. Ru looked at Feng Xingying with a smile. She no longer cared about her status, and she felt relaxed.
Instead, Feng Xingying blushed at the joke.
The fact is that Qin Molin couldn't put it down for Feng Xingying, who suddenly changed his image. He doted on her again and again, truly complying with his mother's words.
I don't know if Mrs. Ru deliberately took advantage of her son by tying Feng Xingying's hair tightly and using a spiritual protective net.
In this case, no matter how hard Qin Molin tried, he still didn't mess up Feng Xingying's hair, and he was still the same Feng Xingying.
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On the other side, Bai Xiaodie was crying loudly.
"Why are you crying? Why do you have the face to cry?" Ye Jingning's voice was cold: "If I were you, I would only cry for one thing, and that is the loss of such a good master as Feng Xingying."
"Of course, I'm glad now, because the master has confiscated you as his disciple, so I don't have to tolerate you, a mentally retarded junior sister."
"What do you know? You don't understand at all. Ji Jue is so pitiful. He is so good-looking and perfect, but he refuses to be approached by any girl. He only has Feng Xingying in his heart, and he will give everything for Feng Xingying. But Feng Xingying Why is Xingying so cruel, why are you willing to hurt him?"
"Are you mentally retarded?" Ye Jingning knew that Bai Xiaodie was not bad in nature, but was a little willful.
But Ye Jingning would never allow her to use her willfulness to hurt his master Feng Xingying.
That's why Ye Jingning explained to this idiot impatiently.
"Even an outsider like me knows that Ji Jue stole Feng Xingying's identity back then and used Feng Xingying's blood to falsely claim that she was a god. She also designed to kill Qin Molin and then forced Feng Xingying into marriage."
"But that's because he loves her. Don't you think it's cool for Ji Jue to do this?"
"Very good. Do you think people who like you can be forgiven for anything they do?"
Ye Jingning nodded: "Since you don't know how to be considerate of others, I'll let you have a taste."
After saying that, Ye Jingning gave Bai Xiaodie a medicine, knocked him out neatly, and sent him to the house of An Qianmo, the young master of Xuanwu Mountain who was stationed in Kowloon City.