The green tea system is lying to me again

Chapter 331 Becoming the Prince’s Pampered Little Fox 21
Faced with the sarcasm in the servant girl's tone, Feng Heng kept his face blank and didn't respond, he didn't even lift his eyelids to look at her.

Seeing Feng Heng's taciturn appearance as usual, the maid raised her lips proudly, as if bullying a child could give her a sense of superiority.

While Shi Qing was staring at her, the servant girl looked over feelingly, and seeing Xiaoxuehu in the corner, she couldn't help but sneered: "The seventh prince should take care of himself first, don't bring back any wild animals. , when the time comes to hurt His Highness, the Empress will know about it, and the servants will not be able to bear the blame if they blame it."

"Do you still remember that you are a slave?"

Feng Heng didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but when he heard the servant girl's words, he raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were dark, his emotions were hard to distinguish, and he said lightly: "Who allowed you to see it?"

"..."

The maid was frightened for no reason, and took a step back, not daring to look at the little snow fox any more, and lowered her head subconsciously.

At the beginning, the maid was afraid of Feng Heng, after all he was a prince.

But later, probably because of the orders of the people behind her, she tested Feng Heng many times, but Feng Heng didn't respond, and seemed to turn a blind eye to her actions.

Only then did the maid gradually turn her nose upside down, arbitrarily deducting Feng Heng's food and clothing expenses in various ways, and even dared to put on a face in front of Feng Heng, thinking: The one in this Leng Temple is just a child, and the There is a lunatic woman, where did the Seventh Prince and Concubine De come from?
Without any support, wouldn't their mother and son still have a chance to return to the palace?
Even if they had the heart, no one would be willing to see this happen.

Therefore, the servant girl blamed Feng Heng for all the humiliation and suffering she suffered in the palace, and even thought that what she did now was a matter of course.

Why are these royal relatives born superior?
Do you think you can show her face now that you are still in the palace?

In this cold temple, they are no different from prisoners!

After thinking about it, Feng Heng is still just a prince in the Leng Temple, and does not have the right to cover the sky with one hand like in the palace. The maid suddenly became bold again, and said forcefully: "The weather is so cold, please send the Seventh Prince as soon as possible." Eat dinner, so as not to cause the food to get cold and spoil your stomach. The slaves don’t want to disturb His Highness’s meal, so they will leave first.”

After saying that, the servant girl gathered up the ill-fitting fur cape and the fine silk and satin cloak, with gold thread embroidered patterns on it, one could tell at a glance that it was for the royal family.

"It's all here, and I really treat myself as the master and let people serve...heh."

Before Feng Heng could make a sound, the maid turned around against the wind and snow outside, muttered and complained, and left without even closing the door for Feng Heng.

"..."

Feng Heng's eyes dimmed, he clenched the bamboo pen in his hand, coughed unbearably, his eyes quickly recovered, and he walked over to close the door.

When Feng Heng turned around, he found Xiaoxuehu who was nesting in the corner jumped onto the table with his bamboo pen in his mouth.

"Don't make trouble."

Feng Heng stretched out his hand to grab the other end of the pen holder, and said softly, "Let go."

Shi Qing: "..." He doesn't understand me!
Seeing that Shi Qing was going to pick up the rice paper he had just written, Feng Heng quickly put away all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, put it in front of him, raised his eyes and complained: "I just copied it."

"...!"

Shi Qing bit the pen holder and did not let go, opened his round animal eyes to confront Feng Heng, pressed his little paws on the table, as if he was bargaining with him.

Give it or not!

(End of this chapter)