Chapter 394: With a Single Palm, It Will Be Torn Apart

In fact, things are really not that complicated.

He didn't have any other thoughts about Li Junyue, but when she squatted behind him regardless of the dirt and quietly helped him dig the ground, he was touched for a moment.

And that's all.

No more.

If my younger sister doesn't like Li Junyue, then he will make it clear when she comes next time.

Family harmony comes first.

He will not allow any outsider to disturb the peace and happiness at home.

In mid-February, Liu Zhixia and Fu Yuzheng finally returned to the capital after months of long distances.

The weather in Kyoto is colder than that in the south. It is still chilly at this time, and there is white mist when you exhale.

However, even in such a cold day, the streets of Kyoto have returned to bustling and bustling, and everyone is busy making a living again.

When the carriage was galloping through the street, Fu Yuzheng passed by her own shop. Fu Yuzheng lifted the curtains and looked out. There were not many guests coming and going, and it was not deserted, which was within her estimation.

Her cloth dyeing workshop is newly opened, and she still needs an opportunity to become famous.

Before again, with the Fu family's cloth dyeing workshop, there was no possibility for her shop to stand out.

The Fu family has been entrenched in Beijing for more than ten years, and has accumulated a deep reputation in this industry. Moreover, the cloth sold in the cloth dyeing workshop is so expensive that only rich households can afford it. Not breaking out is also the reason why the Fu family can stand up to now.

Soon, it won't be long before the Fu family's glory will no longer be there.

At the end of February, Gongzhong Shangyi will begin to select merchants for special fabrics, and at that time, she and the Fu family will win or lose on the battlefield.

"I don't have much time, are you confident?" the man sitting beside her asked.

He already knew all about her plans and the detailed conversations with her along the way.

She didn't hide anything from him anymore.

"Confidence." She looked at him with a slight smile.

"not nervous?"

"Nervous, nervous about the ending." How can you not be nervous, even if you are confident in your skills, but the Fu family has been in this industry for so many years, it is not impossible to improve their skills.

So how the ending will be, we will have to wait for the war to really know.

Liu Zhixia held the woman's slender hand in the palm of her hand, "I'll congratulate you if you win. If you lose, I'll show you off."

"How do you stand out for me? You are still a scholar now." There was a playful look between her brows and eyes, and she tried her best to suppress the violent surge in her heart.

"Maybe you need to wait until I become famous. If you can't wait, then I can only go through the back door and find Feng Qingbai for help."

"Pfft!" Fu Yuzheng covered her lips and smiled, "I don't need you if I want to go through the back door. I will go to my daughter's place and go through the back door by myself. With her here, what else is the prince not allowed?"

"Well, if you go to Nannan, there's nothing she won't agree to." The smile in his eyes was also teasing, which made her blush meaningfully, "My family, she will help you with everything."

The carriage had already stopped in front of the palace, Fu Yuzheng blushed and withdrew her hand, but did not refute the deep meaning of his words.

Only when he got off the car, he quickly spat at him, "Cheek-skinned!"

Immediately, he heard the man's deep chuckle.

Fu Yuzheng lifted up her skirt and ran towards the palace, leaving behind his ear-burning laughter.

Along the way, he often teased her like this.

Terrible!

The concierge looked a little dumbfounded.

Over the years, how have you ever seen Miss Fu be so disrespectful?

A woman who has always abided by the rules and etiquette in front of others, unexpectedly has a day of running wild?

The curtain of the carriage was lifted again, and the gentle and handsome man got out of the carriage.

The concierge's eyelids trembled, and he immediately lowered his expression to welcome people.

This is the reason for Miss Fu's gaffe.

At this time, it was not the right time in the morning, and at this time Liu Zhixia thought that Feng Qingbai would not be there.

Unexpectedly, when he entered the hall, he saw the deity sitting in it.

"At this time, shouldn't you be in court?" If you are not in court, you should handle government affairs in the palace.

It would be a joke to say that Feng Qingbai knew he was coming back and waited here for him.

Feng Qingbai got up, took the package hanging on him, opened it, glanced at it, frowned, "Didn't Shengsheng ask you to bring me something?"

"No, my niece is very busy and I don't have time to prepare gifts for you." Waiting here early in the morning and not even going to the morning, just to see if he has anything for my niece, Liu Zhixia calmed down, "Grandpa, grandma, and the others will give you something." Bring a lot of food."

As he spoke, he dug out something wrapped in greased paper from a few large packages that the servants had just brought in and handed it to him, "Try it."

Open the two layers of oil paper, and inside are pieces of handmade pancakes mixed with sesame seeds and crushed peanuts.

Feng Qingbai picked up one, put it to his mouth, and bit it.

A popping sound can be heard.

The pancake was so hard it almost broke his teeth.

"Pfft!" Liu Zhixia laughed out of shape for the first time, and left with her bag in her arms, "There are still a few big bags in the salute, all for you and Xiaofeng, eat slowly."

There is a sense of pleasure of getting revenge for a small revenge.

He has been upset for a long time for robbing their daughter and taking it for granted.

Feng Qingbai stared at the pancake in front of him, with a dark complexion, wrapped it in oil paper and entered the palace.

Soon, Feng Mohan was also harmed.

Touching his own teeth with his hand, and looking at a shallow tooth mark on the pancake, the corners of Feng Mohan's mouth twitched wildly, "What is this made of, stone pancake? It's so hard that it can be used as a weapon!"

"Your grandma made it."

"..." The pancakes made by grandma are full of heart, he must eat them. Feng Mohan closed his eyes and gnawed on a pancake with all his strength, "Uncle Huang, will you eat with me?"

If two people can eat those big bags quickly, how long will he have to eat by himself?

"These are all yours, there are still in the palace." Feng Qingbai lowered his eyelids, lying without changing his expression.

Feng Mohan ate so much that he wanted to cry.

Next time, if he has a chance to go back to Xinghua Village, he will advise Grandma not to make this pancake for him in the future. It's not that it tastes bad, it hurts his teeth.

If it is so hard, can the grandpa and grandma eat it?

"Hey—" Sighing, Feng Mohan took out a small clean handkerchief, put the pancake that had been gnawed for a long time with only a little bit of the edge on it, and with a snap, he covered it with his palm, and the hard pancake shattered and shattered into pieces. The size of a fingernail.

Feng Mohan picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth, chewed it loudly, and then said with surprise, "Uncle Huang, you can actually bite very fast like this!"

Feng Qingbai, "..."

Is it because his brain has degenerated, and he never thought of eating pancakes in this way?

On this day, Feng Qingbai's ears were filled with the sound of chewing.

The little boy was addicted to eating and paid back.

"Feng Mohan, you are the emperor, can you pay attention to your manners?"