Chapter 5 Metamorphosis

"You!" Feng Qing'er's face suddenly turned purple. How could Pearl Jade White Jade Soup be so easy to make? She originally planned to blame Feng Qingge, but she didn't expect that the fat man would find out in advance. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly put on a smile and said, "Sister Qingge, why is this the blame? For the sake of Feng Mansion, just..."

"That's not possible. Even if you are sending the beggar away, you have to give him some at will, right?" Feng Qingge said with a smile, casually glancing at the half piece of jade on Feng Qing'er's waist, and a bright light flashed in his black eyes.

In my memory, apart from the ring left by her mother, this is the only half piece of jade. Unfortunately, Feng Qingge is stupid and a waste. With such a treasure, I can only be squeezed.

In the past few years, almost all her accessories, as long as they were good-looking, were taken away by Feng Qing'er. If it weren't for the fact that the ring in her hand couldn't be taken off, she would probably have suffered as well. In her memory, she is too obsessed with this Jade Art, she must get it!

"I think that piece of jade on your waist is nice. Why don't you give it to me and I will take the blame for you." Feng Qingge said with a smile while yawning.

Feng Qing'er almost vomited blood, stared at Feng Qingge fiercely, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, this jade..." This jade is a treasure. She had appraised it in the jewellery store, at least it was. How could she give a thousand taels of silver to this fool!

Helplessly shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qingge turned around and said, "Since you can't bear to let go, just forget it. You can take the blame yourself."

"Miss Qing'er, the emperor has arrived at the gate of Feng Mansion. The master of the house is in a hurry. Are you ready?" The anxious voice came from outside the courtyard into the backyard.

Feng Qing'er pinched the jade sword in her hand fiercely, almost crushing it with her silver teeth, and slowly took off the jade sword from her waist. Her expression was like cutting off a piece of her flesh.

Dragging his chin, Feng Qingge couldn't help but nod and said, "Look at the phoenix golden fork that my sister is wearing today. It's pretty good. Why don't you give it to me with a jade pendant?”

"Wind Qingge!"

"Okay, I know, my sister can't bear it, so forget it, you take the blame yourself."

Quickly making a stop gesture, Feng Qingge hummed coldly and was about to leave.

Feng Qing'er was anxious, and she quickly stamped her feet and said: "Stop, stop, stop, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, here, here!" Quickly taking off the golden fork on her head, Feng Qing'er connected the jade with it. They handed it to Feng Qingge together.

The whole person's lungs were about to burst with anger, but Feng Qing'er couldn't vent it. Her big eyes stared at Feng Qingge. As long as this loser made Pearl Jade White Jade Soup, everything would be easy.

A cunning light flashed past, and Feng Qing'er stood with her fists clenched.

But the light in the depths of his eyes happened to be captured by Feng Qingge.

Even if she thought with her toes, Feng Qingge knew what Feng Qing'er wanted to do. Putting the jade into her arms, Feng Qingge clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Sister, you are really generous. Well, I will personally cook and make an unforgettable pearl, jade and white jade soup for the emperor!"

Striding to the kitchen, Feng Qingge glanced at the messy ingredients inside and just smiled coldly.

Putting on the black coat again, the man in the wheelchair closed his eyes slightly, listened to the noisy sounds outside, and said calmly: "Is there any way to change a person in one day?"

"Of course. Yesterday, I was a little girl, and today, I am a wife. Didn't this change instantly? I say, boss, remember to bring the eagle with me next time you go out." Patting the wrinkles on Mu Cangyun's clothes, the girl in red The man chuckled, clapped the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "I heard that Miss Qing'er of Feng Mansion is as beautiful as a fairy. It takes a long time for me to see her beauty."

"Go to the backyard, I want to make sure again, Feng Qingge." The light in his black eyes flashed, Mu Cangyun said quietly, his slender fingers brushing the wheelchair. He still couldn't imagine that such a woman would have such a calm temperament

Finally, when Feng Qing'er was about to collapse, the kitchen door opened with a creak.

Holding the tray, the small silver bowl was placed steadily on it. In order to prevent the aroma from leaking out and affecting the taste, Feng Qingge specially added a small silver lid, which looked very compact.

Dishes, in addition to their appearance and flavour, must also attract people's attention in form.

Even Feng Qing'er was shocked. She quickly took the tray and gritted her teeth and said, "You're so slow. Your Majesty has already arrived at the main hall. He's going to the First Grade Hall soon. You, too, come with me."

"Don't be too busy opening it, sister. It won't be good if it gets cold." Seeing Feng Qing'er about to open the lid, Feng Qingge just reminded him with a smile.

Even so, she didn't expect Feng Qingge to do anything earth-shattering.

After Feng Qing'er left, Feng Qingge put one hand on her lips, and in her dark eyes, a bright light flashed past, looking towards the jungle in the backyard.

"The show has begun." Since she wants to act, Feng Qingge just wants to accompany her! As she said that, Feng Qingge's body trembled, and her majestic and domineering appearance did not look weak at all.

"What, is there anyone here? Please give me a kick. I seem to be stuck again.

Such a sharp girl!

Looking at Feng Qingge, who was stuck in the crack of the door, the man hiding in the jungle slowly pushed aside the leaves in front of him and frowned slightly. The girl didn't look like a good person. Feng Qing'er was afraid that she would suffer a loss this time.

Although the Feng Mansion is recognized by the imperial court as a clan that protects the country, they do not participate in government affairs. The head of the Feng Mansion family overcame obstacles for the emperor, so he was highly regarded by the emperor. This palace is where the Feng family held banquets. In order to thank the head of the Feng family for his kindness, the emperor would go to Feng Mansion every year to celebrate his birthday. Over time, this restaurant has become a gourmet palace.

Almost all the officials from the imperial court arrived, and the courtyard was full and did not look crowded at all. On the huge lotus platform, the dancer swayed her waist while dancing.

The person sitting on the platform first was wearing a dragon robe, with pale hair and dense horizontal lines on his forehead. He should have been high-spirited, but he sat on the couch a little tired. Mu Cangyun was sitting opposite Feng Lingyun, the head of the Feng family, sitting at the table with the courtiers. He didn't even have a special independent seat for the prince.

With everyone from the Feng family here, Feng Qingge couldn't follow Feng Qing'er openly. She could only stand casually in the crowd. With so many people, it was impossible for the emperor to see her at first sight.

"Miss, you're here." A soft voice came from the side, and before Feng Qingge could react, a pair of cold hands had already grabbed her arms and pulled her to the side of the disciple.

Feng Qingge took a closer look and saw that the little girl in front of her was only twelve or thirteen years old. She was delicate and agile, but her complexion was a bit more sallow. She glanced around timidly and was relieved when she saw that no one noticed them. A breath of air.

Cuichun, her personal girl, has taken care of her since she was a child. Even if she is bullied, this little girl will help her get beaten. She is eighteen years old this year, but due to long-term malnutrition, she looks like she is thirteen. Children left and right are the same. This little pink cotton-padded jacket looked too big for her.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is temporarily busy and can not attend this banquet..." Cuichun whispered with a disappointed tone.

Prince, who is it? I don't know why, but when she heard these words, Feng Qingge's heart trembled slightly, and a sad breath swept over her. She almost couldn't control her emotions.

In memory, the person who was as cold as snow was like a snow mountain, with a cold breath that could freeze everything at any time. Even she herself didn't know what she was lusting after. There was heavy snow all over the sky. She was standing in the snow, and he was also there.

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