I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 327 The Old Duke's Jia Sufen (1)

Fu Qi specially picked a reasonable time - the old duke took a walk by the lake.

She purposely aroused Foreman Wang's anger.

The old duke, an old man in his nineties, likes quiet the most, and he must not see such a noisy scene.Fu Qi continued to pretend to be the fragile little white flower, and collapsed on the ground pitifully, with stubborn and unyielding tears in her innocent eyes.

Foreman Wang was also terrified, and bowed respectfully to the person who came: "Housekeeper Cheng, I'm bothering you and the Duke. It's really this little bastard who cut off the Duke's beloved orchid with dirty hands and feet."

Foreman Wang felt complacent.

Everyone in the Daming Palace knew that Steward Cheng was an old man who was upright, unfeminine, and unfeminine.

Although he is in his 80s, he has a strong body and looks young and looks like an old man in his 60s from a distance.Managed the inner room of the entire Daming Palace, and won the trust of the old Duke.

"Orchid?" Cheng Butler frowned.

Foreman Wang nodded, and said with a dog-legged smile: "This little bastard is not serious about his work. He thinks about attracting bees and butterflies every day. This [Lotus Crown] is a precious orchid variety, and it costs tens of thousands per plant."

Fu Qi's body trembled "delicately" and shrank on the ground.

Steward Cheng glanced at the cut orchid, his eyes turned cold, and he said, "Resign."

Foreman Wang showed a surprised expression, and immediately echoed and scolded: "Yes, yes, yes, butler, you are right, this kind of useless little bastard should be fired! And let her pay for this flower."

Butler Cheng turned around and was about to leave.

Fu Qi suddenly shouted: "Yes, I'm sorry, I will resign. But I have no money, can the compensation be postponed?"

Butler Cheng stopped suddenly and turned his head almost instantly.

this sound.
Foreman Wang scolded sharply: "Delayed payment? Where do you think the Daming Palace is? Don't think you—"

"Shut up!" Cheng Butler said coldly.

Foreman Wang was stunned, not quite understanding why Steward Cheng got angry with him.In everyone's impression, Cheng Butler has always been serious, always with a straight face, not angry but powerful.

Steward Cheng walked to Fu Qi's side in three steps and two steps. The closer he got, the more frightened he was.This familiar figure, this familiar figure, this familiar clothes.
"You, you raise your head." Cheng Butler didn't even know how trembling his voice was.

Fu Qi raised her head in "fear", with a pair of delicate eyes full of tears, unyielding: "Butler Cheng, I, I was indeed wrong, but I can't pay this money for the time being. Can you give me a few days' grace?"

Butler Cheng was completely stunned.

this face!
this face! !

is her!

Sufen, it was her!
Steward Cheng vaguely remembered that many years ago, Sufen, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, trembled but still stubbornly raised her head and apologized to the old Duke.

Stubbornly like a little white flower.

Everyone wanted to pick her up and put her in their pockets.

Butler Cheng swayed and almost fainted.His brain was buzzing, and memories from many years ago flooded into his heart like a flood, his hands were shaking, and his heart was bleeding.

"You, what's your name!"

Fu Qi seemed taken aback, and held back his tears: "My surname is Jia."

Butler Cheng: "Jia?!"

Fu Qi nodded, got up staggeringly from the ground, and flicked the mud on his clothes with his head down: "My name is Jia Cuihua, and I'm from East Fishing Village on the Bund Island."

Steward Cheng is in a daze. He is also surnamed Jia and also from Dongyu Village. What is the relationship between this woman who is exactly like Sufen in front of her and Sufen!
　[Fu Qi is indeed more than 100 years old, but the points you care about can be placed elsewhere.Don’t care about whether Fu Qi is an aunt who has been here for more than 100 years. It is difficult for the author to answer this question →_→. 】

　　
　
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