My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 65 Good cabbage makes pig arch

Feng Qiye met her eyes and stared at her for at least ten seconds, and during these ten seconds, the Persian woman kept her head up and looked at her fearlessly.

Ten seconds later, Feng Qiye smiled faintly: "Very good." Then she got up, and a stack of bank notes fell into the arms of the Persian woman, "After three days, wait for me at the gate of the city."

The Persian woman nodded: "See you soon."

Jun Huoshi followed Feng Qiye to leave, but when he left, his eyes stayed on the Persian woman for a second, and then he followed Feng Qiye with a slight smile.

Behind her, the Persian woman's eyes became more and more determined, and her back, which was slightly bent due to exhaustion, instantly straightened.

The auction was unexpectedly interrupted, and the people on the street were still talking about it, and there were many local nobles gathered at the entrance of the auction house, unwilling to leave for a long time, all of them had clearly seen the appearance of the Persian beauty , and now he is still reluctantly asking the left and right to find out the time for another auction.

With so many people, everyone's eyes were excited, but no one asked why the Persian woman ended up like this.

Feng Qiye didn't ask either. People have pasts, but since they have decided to follow her, the Persian woman's past is no longer important. The person Feng Qiye wants doesn't need to be as white as paper. He is a brave and loyal subordinate only to her, Feng Qiye.

As the saying goes, one time of infidelity is not used a hundred times, even though Xiangxiang performed her duties conscientiously in taking care of Su Yingying, which fully demonstrated the quality of a servant from the family of the important ministers of the Tian family, Feng Qiye still treated her well. Sincere and frightened and hesitant to speak, he turned a blind eye.

Naturally, Ling Feng didn't know where the undercurrent between Xiangxiang and Feng Qiye came from, but he just felt that Feng Qiye, who was so high and high, was too hateful. No matter what, Xiangxiang was her maidservant who had followed her for ten years!
"If you don't want to be poached by me—" Feng Qiye glanced over, "You can continue to look at me with that look."

Ling Feng curled his lips, and once again fixed his eyes deeply on her face, and finally shook his head and left inexplicably. He really couldn't understand how such a talented and handsome person as their master could have such bad eyesight. Woolen cloth?

Suddenly, Ling Feng smiled bluntly, and then ran away with his head in his arms, because the master's eyes at this time were a hundred times more terrifying than that ugly woman's!
Feng Qiye was holding a book with the cover off, reading it quite engrossed, but if he said that he was engrossed, he could froze the unwilling Ling brothers from time to time with a gaze that was enough to freeze to death, and repeated this several times. This time, both brothers felt that their nerves were deeply insufficient.

When I went to the school the next day, the room was still quiet, but apart from Feng Qiye herself, there were a few more people, two women and three men. When they saw Feng Qiye, they all had expressions of surprise and joy. .

But when Feng Qiye looked over, these people became as cold as ice.

"The good cabbage is being beaten by pigs." After a while, someone yelled, although the words were not very nice, but they did not contain any hostility, at least they were complaining a little.

Feng Qiye's ears were sharp, and she knew what the man was referring to without having to change her mind. The brilliance in her beautiful eyes flowed, and she suddenly burst into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice sounded a little loud, which for no reason reminded Feng Qiye of Su Huanhuan who had passed away, and his smile immediately faded away.

"My lord is not a pig, and I am not a cabbage." Feng Qiye raised his eyebrows, "I am Feng Qiye."

The woman glanced at her again and laughed: "It's really more interesting than before. However, you are not qualified to be my friend yet."

"Do you want to be friends?" Feng Qiye looked at her from head to toe, and finally fixed her eyes on the slightly fancy fan in her hand, saying word by word: "Let's see if you are worthy!"

(End of this chapter)