Shen Yu has a tough family, and even if she is just a concubine, she can be so crazy.                                                    �

Feng Huali clenched his fists unconsciously and pity you. How could I be so stupid that I have pity for you? No matter how miserable you are, it is not worth my pity for you.

"I can't say these ugly things you did. I don't want to be because of you, you lose face of the Prime Minister's Mansion and your father's face."

After saying that, Feng Huali picked up the bowl of warm ginseng soup again and started drinking it himself: "My aunt, please look at it. There is nothing dirty in this ginseng soup."

With a long sigh, Feng Huali stood up and said to Shen Yu: "Only those who are dirty in their hearts will always feel that this thing is dirty. Yes, all the aunts and ladies are dirty, what else can Li'er say!"

"I know that the eldest lady must not have any kind intentions when she comes to Yuyuxuan. Why do you think about me? It's just for the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion and your father. If you think about me, I have to go to the temple to burn incense and thank the Bodhisattva for blessings."

This is the case between people. When you like someone, it will be good no matter what.

I don't like it anymore, and even a word, every move, is wrong.

When Feng Huali left, there were still many people who were wrong with Shen Yu.

"I think the aunt is the first person who is justified in doing dirty things. I'm afraid no one can match his face."

While Shen Yu was cultivating, Feng Huali used a plan to spread the story of Shen Yu's miscarriage to Changsheng's ears.

Feng Hua naturally practiced martial arts and dance skills a lot without him.

Within a month, I have grown a lot.

In late summer, the hot weather had already gone halfway. Feng Huali was practicing dancing in the yard outside his house. Every move and eyebrow was so touching.

Yue Di walked over with two boxes, smiled and called out loudly at Feng Huali, who was dancing, "Miss."

Feng Huali glanced at Yue Di and noticed the two boxes in her hand.

She knew what was in the Moon Dipper's box.

Feng Huali felt happy after a burst of joy, and immediately stopped, with smiles in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Where have you been going, but I can find it easy." Feng Huali's face showed a girlish smile and walked towards Yue Di.

Yue Di winked Feng Huali, Feng Huali turned his head again and told the maid on the side, "Go and pour some water to bring it." Then he went back to the house with Yue Di.

Yue Di closed the door, and Feng Huali couldn't wait to take the two small boxes from Yue Di's hand: "You go to your mother's place to get the medicine!"

When he opened the exquisite small box, a faint fragrance of medicine came to his nose. Feng Huali took off the veil and Yue Di helped the medicine.

Yue Di looked at Feng Huali's face, although there were still scars, but it was not as shocking as it was at the beginning.

"Miss, your face is so much better. I don't know where this medicine came from, it's really effective." Yue Di only knew that this prescription was given to her by Feng Huali, but she knew that Feng Huali did not understand pharmacology. If she could write such a prescription?

Moreover, Yue Di recognized Feng Huali's word. The original Feng Huali could write well, and although the words in this prescription cannot be said to be ugly, they are not much better.

Feng Huali glanced at Yue Di and asked Yue Di in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "If I said that this prescription was something I dreamed of, would you believe it?"

"Miss... Isn't it that even the sky blesses the lady and feels sorry for the lady, so I gave her such an effective prescription!"

Yue Di's face looked surprised, as if she took Feng Huali's words as if she was true.

Feng Huali looked at Yue Di's surprised little face and suddenly felt that this girl was about to make her cute.

Although she is not very smart, she is the one who is the most loyal to Feng Huali.

"Who knows this! Maybe God opened his eyes and gave me such a gift." Feng Huali blinked her big bright eyes, with a slight smile in her eyes. Looking at the scars on her face in the bronze mirror, she was secretly worried.

Yue Di's face had no smile. Her doubts came now. If this prescription was from Feng Huali's hand, then the word would not be as good as Feng Huali's usual level.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that Feng Huali has never practiced calligraphy since that time.

"But, I see that the words in this prescription do not look like the words of a lady."

Logically speaking, this was beaten up and there would be no such earth-shaking changes.

Only then did Feng Huali realize what Yue Di appeared to ask this question!

But it doesn't matter. Feng Huali always has her way to excuse herself: "I didn't write this prescription."

"It was not written by the lady, who wrote it?" Could it be that others could write this prescription for the lady?

Feng Huali said mysteriously: "I'm afraid that when I was dreaming, God gave me some advice. After I woke up, this prescription was already on my desk, so I tried whether this medicine was useful. Sure enough, God didn't lie to me."

"Then... is this prescription given by God?" In Yue Di's opinion, this was simply incredible, but Feng Hua did not understand pharmacology, and only this statement could make sense.

Feng Huali laughed in her heart. Actually, Yue Di is quite easy to deal with. I have to say that this is the first time Feng Huali thinks that the superstition of the ancients is actually not a bad thing. Didn’t he help him a big favor this time?

"Yes! It seems that good people always get good rewards, and God has eyes." Feng Huali said this. He didn't believe it anyway, but as long as Yue Di believed it.

Yue Di smiled cleverly, as if Feng Huali said that it was really reasonable.

In order to change the topic, Feng Huali suddenly became stubborn and hurriedly pulled Yue Di's hand and asked, "Yue Di, please help me see, is my face much better?"

Yue Di's attention successfully attracted Feng Huali, so she immediately came forward and looked at the scar on Feng Huali's face carefully: "It's true that this scar is much smaller. If you don't look closely, you really can't see it. I'm afraid that when the lady dances with Miss Hua's family, she will be able to put on some makeup and have a look of beauty."

Feng Huali couldn't help but feel happy in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheeks. He looked at the mirror's appearance seriously. His beautiful appearance day by day made Feng Huali feel joyless.

"How great it would be if it was true as you said. In this way, I don't have to cover this veil when dancing."

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