Chapter Seventy-Seven: To Be a Maid to the King (2)
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Feng Yan say with a bit of humor: "Don't try to escape, otherwise this king will break your legs!" β
His speech was very slow, and his tone was not harsh, but Chang Geyue knew that this thing might not be a joke.
So she tried to put a smile on her face, "There is food, drink, and silver, why do you want to run!" β
Chang Geyue was about to crush her teeth before she said such a sentence that made her want to vomit when she heard it!
Eat gruel!
Drink porridge soup!
The silver is only 300 wen a month!
Was this a robber in his last life?
Feng Yan looked at Chang Geyue's appearance of daring to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and his mood instantly improved, so he said: "You don't have to work for a long time, when your salary reaches the money from the study, the king will let you go." β
The corners of Chang Geyue's mouth trembled, and she carefully calculated the money she made from the study!
Immediately burst into tears!
Isn't it like I can't go in this lifeβ-β!!
Then Feng Yan walked into Chang Geyue and whispered in her ear: "And when you were unconscious, this king signed this money for you, and it has your handprint on it." β
Chang Geyue looked at the money from selling her handprint, and was instantly speechless......
"I have a silver ticket, and the money from selling my body in the study room can be ......" Without Chang Geyue, after speaking, Feng Yan nodded, and took out a silver ticket that Chang Geyue was familiar with from his arms.
Then he said, "Since you are now the king's maid, all your personal belongings belong to the king!" β
"What!" If she hadn't eaten some porridge and still had no strength, she really wanted to pounce on him and strangle him! Strangle him!
Feng Yan looked at Chang Geyue's almost crazy expression with satisfaction, and then said: "And the clothes on your body, which are also owned by this king, for the sake of the guards in the palace, this king can lend you this clothes to wear first, and the money for the clothes will be deducted from your first month's monthly silver." β
Changgeyue: "......" was a robber or a bandit in his last life! Can she take a leave of absence and go to hell to check it out?!
After doing all this, Feng Yan swept away many unhealthy emotions such as worrying about the woman in front of him in the past few days and being mad by her.
After laughing a few times, he glanced at Chang Geyue, who was crying and mourning, "Name." β
He hadn't even known her name for so long.
The corners of Chang Geyue's mouth trembled, and she said casually: "Dragon slaughter phoenix!" "Slaughter his demon phoenix!
How could Feng Yan not hear her vicious intentions, but he didn't dig deeper, but touched his chin and said casually: "I want Feng Yue in the future." "Please Yu Feng!
Chang Geyue snorted lightly, and then showed a soft smile, but every word she uttered seemed to pop out from between her teeth, "Thank you Lord for the name." β
Feng Yan waved his hand, "It's okay." β
At this time, Steward Qin walked in, "The drunken prince is here." β
Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, "Let him in." "She's unconscious these days, and she's running here eight times a day when she's drunk.
Every time I come in with a big grin, and now I will let people report it?!
Drunk Qingfeng walked in with his signature feather fan, and then said: "Ah Yan, I'm afraid that you are doing high-load exercise, what should I do if something disturbs your Yaxing, so I asked the housekeeper to inform it, how about brother, I will look at people's eyes!" β
Feng Yan snorted, and a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "This king will reward you." β
Drunk Qingfeng stopped listening, his eyes suddenly lit up, but Chang Geyue couldn't bear to look at it directly.
This stupid boy!