Zhang Fuyun has never seen any verbal warfare in the harem, she really has never seen Wen Feifei who doesn't make any bends and scolds directly, and she was stunned in place for a long time without saying a word.

Wen Yunyao saw that her mother was scolded, so she naturally refused to accept it, and protected Zhang Fuyun behind her, "Mother is also the concubine of my father, Uncle Huang, you are too unruly, my mother is still pregnant with a dragon fetus!"

"Yo, who was I at the time, Wen Yunyao, you have rules? Seeing that this king is reluctant to even make a courtesy, are you so reluctant to ask this king's uncle, are you also reluctant to be this princess? As soon as I came in, I threw myself on the side of my sister's bed and cried, I know that you have a deep sisterhood, and I don't know who thinks what happened to you!"

Zhang Fuyun hated it so much that the root of his teeth itched: Wen Feifei, the little demon king, has not changed at all after so long! How dare you talk like that! That is, relying on His Majesty's favor!

Zhang Fuyun and Wen Nianqing were completely distracted by Wen Feifei, and they didn't have time to pay attention to watching the lively Wen Nianqing on the bed.

Zhang Fuyun rolled her eyes, holding her forehead and was about to get dizzy, she asked Yun Yao to quickly step forward to support her, and comforted her with tears in her eyes, "Mother, don't be angry, Uncle Huang, he is just ignorant, he didn't mean to offend you!"

Wen Feifei watched the skillful performance of the two, and sneered a few times on the side, "Hehe, Wen Yunyao doesn't need you to pretend to be a good person here, this king is your elder even if he is young." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Fuyun disdainfully, "Niangniang, your body is really weak, such a weak body is still rushing to see Xiao Nianqing, you and Xiao Nianqing have a really good relationship." When you cried just now, your voice was quite loud, and you could hear it clearly through the temple door, why did you faint. ”

"Oh, could it be that you were angry with this king? Oh, when did this king have this ability? This king said a few words of truth, and the mother couldn't stand it? I remember when you were in charge of the Six Palaces, you were very imposing! Why is it that when you become a virtuous concubine, your body is not good? You're so delicate!" Wen Feifei covered her mouth exaggeratedly, looking at Zhang Fuyun's eyes full of disgust.

"You...... You! Wen Feifei, you! You're so unruly!" When has Zhang Fuyun suffered this kind of grievance since he became favored, he suddenly showed his true face, his voice was louder for a while, and he trembled at Wen Feifei.

"Oh, how are you doing? Didn't you still look like you were going to faint just now? It doesn't seem like anything, isn't it in good spirits, and even the voice is much louder than usual. Wen Feifei was tired of scolding, picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip of tea, and looked at Zhang Fuyun for a long time.

Zhang Fuyun's face was flushed, and Wen Nianqing on the bed had an expression that was not a big deal when she looked lively, and she didn't mean to break the siege at all. The little palace maid who was disheveled before hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "It's time, Your Highness still has to drink medicine, Concubine Xian Niangniang and the sixth princess are here, please." ”

Zhang Fuyun didn't have the face to continue staying, glared at Wen Feifei and took Wen Yunyao away.

As soon as Zhang Fuyun went out, Wen Feifei laughed, and she didn't mean to avoid suspicion at all, "Hahahahaha, Xiao Nianqing, have you seen it, the faces of their mother and daughter are black hahahahaha!"

Wen Nianqing on the bed was in a much better mood, she really hadn't seen Zhang Fuyun scolded so much that she couldn't stand it and ran away, even if she deliberately dropped the cup last time, Zhang Fuyun was not so annoyed and angry.

It's so cool!

"Wen Feifei, you are so unruly!" Wen Feifei didn't seem to feel that it was enjoyable, and pinched her throat to learn to speak like Zhang Fuyun.

"Hahaha, it's too similar! Uncle Huang, you are too powerful!" Wen Nianqing's stomach hurt with a smile, and she gave Wen Feifei a thumbs up.