âLook at you, overreaching yourself! Our Feng clanâs face has been thoroughly lost by you!â Feng Liu glared at Feng Wu scornfully. âDo you think that dressing up in rich attire makes you a lovable model wife. Whatâs more, will playing hard to get cause Crown Prince to be moved? Simply ridiculous!â
Feng Liu rejoiced in Feng Wuâs misfortune and after she took a quick glance at the latter, she quickly rushed out the door!
Watching these people who rushed in like a flock of black crows disappearing instantly without a trace, Feng Wu felt quite excited!
Sheâd surprisingly succeeded in deceiving them!
This implied that no one knew she was little Fifth Feng, and also nobody knew that the Immortal Spirit Fruit juice was in her hands!
Simply couldnât be more perfect!
Feng Wu excitedly clenched her fists.
She could finally start to refine the Nine Reversal Spirit pill now!
Just when Feng Wu prepared to rush headlong into the pill refining room, beautiful mother held Feng Wuâs hand in place. Her pair of lovely, pitiful, pretty eyes turned towards Feng Wu. ââŚâŚâ
Feng Wu could resist anyoneâs pleading, but when beautiful mother miserably turned to her, how could she say even half a word of protest?
âMother, what is it?â Feng Wu lowered her voice, speaking gently.
Her mother stroked her stomach, in a miserable fashion. ââŚâŚhungry.â
âVery hungryâŚâŚâ Her motherâs pair of star like, pretty eyes became increasingly pitiful.
What Feng Wu normally couldnât resist the most, was beautiful motherâs pleading eyes and tone of voice.
Was the Nine Reversal Spirit pill important? Very important!
However, compared to her motherâŚâŚFeng Wu let out a sigh. The Nine Reversal Spirit pill can wait, but motherâs stomach was too hungry to wait.
âTherefore?â Feng Wu helplessly turned towards her adult mother.
Sometimes, she even wondered whether her and her motherâs roles had been reversed? Why did she have a feeling that sheâs raising a daughter? Thinking to this point, Feng Wu couldnât bring herself to cry.
âElder Sister, Elder Sister, are you going into the kitchen? Youâre really cooking?â
At the sidelines, little Seventh Feng was listening for quite awhile as his two eyes shone with excitement. âElder Sister, itâs been a very long time since youâve personally cooked for us.â
Feng Wu watched little Seventh Fengâs eyes shining bright, and looked again at her motherâs equally bright eyes. She was speechless. âIs my cooking truly that tasty?â
âYes!â Little Seventh Feng answered excitedly. âElder Sister, donât tell me you didnât know? The fine food you cook simply makes a person lick their fingers in their mouth, makes a person wish that they can swallow their tongue along with the food!â
âMm hm!â Beautiful motherâs naive to the world face, that pair of innocent, guitless eyes, pure and artless, at present, was also usually excited. She didnât merely nod, she even grasped Feng Wuâs arm without letting go.
Little Seventh Feng continued to flatter. âIn addition, there also a kind of healing flavor in the food, making us feel extremely warm!â
âYes yes yes!â Beautiful motherâs little deer like, clear eyes looked towards Feng Wu and nodded very seriously.
In her previous incarnation, besides being a secret agent, Feng Wu also had another identity, and that was Chinaâs gourmet cook. She once spent three years at a Chinese professional cooking academy, and mastered seven regional cuisines as well as eight major countriesâ culinary styles.
Feng Wu helplessly responded. âFine, since you like it, then letâs celebrate.â
âWhat are we celebrating?â