As soon as Feng Yueming's words came out, not only Mrs. Yuan, but everyone present was stunned, even An Wangshu's action of drinking tea was a meal, and the eyes that looked at Feng Yueming couldn't hide their surprise.

"You...... What are you talking about?" Mrs. Yuan wondered if she had heard it wrong, and waited for Feng Yueming, her face losing blood.

"How can the girl talk like that......" A lady next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and opened her mouth to accuse, but she shrunk her neck when Feng Yueming's eyes looked over, and swallowed back the unfinished words.

"Why can't you say that?" Feng Yueming looked directly at the lady, but she didn't plan to just go over like this, "If you don't see it, you don't know it, it's just a dress, what's there?"

"This ......," Madame's face flushed, and she opened her mouth, "this...... Isn't it difficult to see everyone's craftsmanship in embroidery. ”

An Wangshu was the first to come back to his senses, looking down at the teacup in his hand, the folk hold the embroidery master very high, but in front of Feng Yueming, these embroidery masters are just an embroidery girl, others don't know, but she is clear, her master refused to enter the palace back then, but now she regrets it very much, the sight of Feng Yueming's skirt on the begonia flowers swept over, the embroidery method has never been seen by herself, she has not only followed Wu Niangzi to learn her craft in the past two years, but also looked at some of the embroidery collected by Wu Niangzi, it is said that the top embroidery techniques in the world are now there。

"Taosu, go get some handkerchiefs. Feng Yueming frowned and said, her face becoming more and more impatient.

"Yes. Taosu bowed her head in response, and did not forget to glance at Heming before leaving.

Tsurumaki winked at Taosu, signaling that he could rest assured that he was here.

"It just so happens that I have some handkerchiefs here, so let's take them back to a few ladies and enjoy them. Feng Yueming's tone was extremely unkind.

With a "bang", everyone present was startled, and looked over to the sound, only to see Mrs. Yuan directly smashing the teacup in her hand.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Yuan is not satisfied with this tea?" Feng Yueming looked coldly at Mrs. Yuan, who was trembling with anger.

Heming's hand was already on the weapon hidden on her body, and if Madam Yuan made any moves, she would have to do it.

"You, you...... What are you!" Mrs. Yuan couldn't care about the image of her noblewoman anymore, and pointed to Feng Yueming, "It's just a little concubine, it's so unexpected, Miss Wangshu is still here, where is your share in talking, this Kang Wangfu has always been managed by Miss Wangshu to assist the princess." ”

Feng Yueming listened to Mrs. Yuan's words, raised her eyebrows, and looked at An Wangshu.

An Wangshu unhurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, straightened out the hem of his skirt, and gave Feng Yueming a blessing salute, "Since Miss is here, I naturally don't want to act as a substitute." When he spoke, he kept looking at Feng Yueming and regarded Mrs. Yuan as nothing.

Yuan Lejun looked at An Wangshu's posture, and licked his lips in order to feel a little uneasy, this An Wangshu has always been at odds with her, and he is also quite proud of a person on weekdays, but now he has a respectful attitude towards Feng Yueming, there must be something in this that they don't know, thinking of this, he reached out and pulled Mrs. Yuan's sleeve, "Mother, today is the ...... who came to pay New Year's greetings" leaned on Mrs. Yuan's ear and whispered.

Mrs. Yuan flicked down her sleeves and shook off Yuan Lejun's hand, "What year, I wish she had died sooner!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people present changed greatly, although they didn't know Feng Yueming's identity, they all thought that she was Shi Linchu's sweetheart, and Mrs. Yuan's words were afraid that she would not scold the family of King Kang's mansion.

Feng Yueming's face sank, staring at Mrs. Yuan deadly.

"Miss. An Wangshu had to speak, after all, he couldn't die in King Kang's mansion, this year is not over yet, there is a war outside, and it is unlucky to see blood, but after speaking, he looked at Feng Yueming's eyes, and he didn't know how to persuade him, this Mrs. Yuan was also very bold, this inadvertently scolded the entire royal family, I don't know if General Yuan's military exploits are enough to protect their family this time.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Yueming's tone sounded very calm, but after all, Mrs. Yuan had just cursed her before, and this calm tone sounded extremely strange now, "Do you want to intercede for this shrew?"

An Wangshu swallowed his saliva, although Feng Yueming is not approachable on weekdays, but he rarely gets angry, I heard Uncle Wu say that the average maid makes a mistake is to let Tao Su warn her, and now she has scolded people directly, which is afraid that she is angry.

"You have a mother and no mother! You dare to scold me as a shrew!" Mrs. Yuan was even more angry when she heard Feng Yueming say this, and raised her hand to point at Feng Yueming, "Okay, I'll see if Prince Kang offends my lord and will protect you!" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves heavily, "Lejun, let's go!"

"Did I let you go?" Feng Yueming's tone sounded like there was no fluctuation at all, making everyone present feel creepy.

An Wangshu sat down quietly, she really couldn't persuade her, this Mrs. Yuan couldn't even say that Feng Yueming lost her mother a few months after she was born, and she has always been raised by the queen after that, this Mrs. Yuan didn't know that she scolded the entire royal family, thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her head and pursed her lips, she now wanted to know what Mrs. Yuan would do if she knew Feng Yueming's identity one day.

"I'm the Lady of the Third Grade, and it's already up to the face of the world that I didn't kill you!" Mrs. Yuan turned around and pointed at Feng Yueming, her eyes widened, and she looked like she was going to pull Feng Yueming's skin and bones.

"Kill me?" Feng Yueming actually had a little smile in his voice in this situation, "Since you want to kill me, then you can't let you go back, it's better to ......" smiled at Mrs. Yuan, but her eyes were completely cold, "Mrs. Yuan will leave her life, right?" said and looked at Yuan Lejun on the side, "I will let Miss Yuan bring your bones back." ”

As soon as Heming heard Feng Yueming's words, the knife in his hand was pulled out at once, the blade flashed with a cold light, everyone's eyes fell on the knife, and several ladies couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Do you really want to kill me?" Mrs. Yuan looked at Feng Yueming in disbelief, and then looked at the knife in Heming's hand, "How dare you!"

"Why don't I dare?" Feng Yueming's fingers tapped lightly on the table, looking at Mrs. Yuan with a smile, "Does Mrs. Yuan really think I'm so good at talking?"

Mrs. Yuan subconsciously took two steps back, she never thought that Feng Yueming would directly use the knife here, this is not Yuan's mansion after all, her maids are now in the side hall.

After the sudden explosion, without waiting for everyone to react, the mountain shook so that the people standing fell directly to the ground, and Feng Yueming also leaned on the table.