From a baby girl to an old woman in her seventies or eighties, anyone who is told that they have bad skin or an ugly appearance will feel very uncomfortable.

Madam Feng is even worse!

She has always paid the most attention to skin care. During the exile, she had no conditions to take care of her skin, so her skin became rough and aged. Feng Jiuyan was deliberately poking at her sore spot and not letting her have an easy time.

Madam Feng Er was so angry that her head was buzzing, the world was spinning, and her body was shaky. She could only lean on the table to stabilize herself. Her hands dug into the table fiercely, leaving deep scratches.

If she hadn't been worried about the impact on her plans for the meeting, she really wanted to grab the teapot on the table and throw it hard at the little bitch's face to teach her a severe lesson!

Considering the overall situation, she had no choice but to endure!

The Second Madam took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress her inner anger. With a stiff face, she forced out a smile that was several times uglier than crying, and said, "Haha, what Yan girl said is absolutely right. Of course, I can't compare with a young girl like you.

It's getting late, sister-in-law, Yan girl, let's go to the front hall quickly and don't keep others waiting for too long."

Since you can't win the argument with that little bitch, just send her to the guillotine as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed across Madam Feng Er's lowered eyes.

This time, she wants to see how arrogant the bitch can be!

"Okay, Mother, A'li, let's go now." Feng Jiuyan smiled with narrowed eyes, looking innocent and naive, as if she had no idea that there was danger waiting for her ahead.

"Haha, go quickly. There should be a lot of delicious food tonight, and we can have a good meal." Madam Feng Er said temptingly.

"Aunt, our family never lacked food and clothing while we were in exile. But you, look, your face is wrinkled and has lines because of hunger." Feng Jiuli pointed at her own face, blinking her big eyes, and said innocently.

Madam Feng Er: "......"

The three members of the family are so mean, she is about to vomit blood out of anger!

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the front hall first. You guys should hurry up too." Madam Feng Er rushed to the door in a hurry.

If she can’t win the fight, can’t she just run away?

"Well, mother, aunt is really hungry. When she heard about food, she ran over happily just like Huahua." Feng Jiuli raised her voice and said softly to Madam Feng Er's back.

"Bang!"

Madam Feng Er accidentally stepped on an empty step and fell flat on her face.

Probably because she fell quite hard, Madam Feng II struggled on the ground for a long time but was unable to get up by herself.

The maids in the room rushed out and shouted anxiously, "Ah, Auntie, Auntie, are you okay?"

Several maids hurriedly helped Madam Feng Er up from the ground, "Auntie, are you okay? Where did you fall?"

"Oh, aunt, Uncle Yuming must have prepared a lot of food, and your share will definitely not be missing. Why are you so impatient? It's really not a good sight, like a starving ghost trying to be reincarnated." Feng Jiuyan crossed his arms, gloating, and said jokingly.

"Auntie, auntie, are you okay? Please don't scare us." The maids said anxiously.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Madam Feng raised her hand suddenly and slapped the maids in front of her with a few fierce slaps. The maids' heads were slapped to the side, their cheeks were swollen, and there was a very clear slap mark on them.

Her face was filled with rage, and she cursed fiercely, "I've already fallen to the ground, how can I be okay? You must be blind to ask such a question!

Humph, I will tell my brother to sell off those ignorant slaves of yours!"

Since he couldn't touch Feng Jiuyan's family of three, he could always take out his anger on a few maids.

Hearing this, several maids shuddered and knelt down in front of Madam Feng Er, kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Auntie, Auntie, please spare my life. It's all my fault. I was blind. You can beat me however you want, as long as you don't sell me off."

"Wow, wow, we are blind. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart with us."

"Auntie, spare my life. Wuuuuu~~"

Madam Feng raised her leg and fiercely kicked a maid, who fell to the ground and cried out in pain, "Ahhh! Auntie, spare my life."

"Humph, you lowly slaves are nothing now. But I am the younger sister of the deputy commander of Qingzhou City, and the governor of Qingzhou is my brother's father-in-law. How can I, a person of such noble status, allow you to shit on my head?"

Having said that, Madam Feng Er looked at Feng Jiuyan meaningfully.

Feng Jiuyan sneered in his heart, it was just a veiled attack, it wouldn't hurt him, it wouldn't hurt.

She pretended not to understand what was being said about her family, and quickly walked up to Madam Feng Er. She raised her leg and gently kicked one of the maids over, cursing, "That's right, Auntie is right. Auntie's status is so noble, how can she allow you maids to shit on her head?"

Madam Feng Er: "......"

Don’t you understand a word that bitch is saying about me?

After Feng Jiuyan finished scolding a few maids in a pretentious manner, she turned around and looked at Madam Feng Er, who looked disheveled and had messy makeup.

Feng Jiuyan's eyes widened, and she covered her sleeves and exclaimed, "Second Aunt, there is a huge bump on your forehead! This, this, this is too ugly. Huh? Some places on your cheeks are broken, could it be, could it be that you are disfigured?"

"What?!!!" Upon hearing the word disfigurement, Madam Feng was extremely panicked.

She raised her hand and touched the center of her forehead.

"Hiss——" Madam Feng cried out in pain, and sure enough, she felt a big lump in the center of her forehead.

Following the pain on her cheek, Madam Feng Er touched the wound with trembling hands and saw some blood on her fingertips.

"Ah! Blood, blood!" Madam Feng Er frowned, her face very flustered. "What should I do? What should I do? Is she really disfigured?"

At this moment, all her attention was on the big bump on her forehead and the abrasions on her face, and she had no time to think about Feng Jiuyan's family.

"Aunt, you are so miserable. You will probably be left with a scar." Feng Jiuyan said quietly as he looked at the wound on Madam Feng Er's face.

In ancient times, women attached great importance to their facial appearance. Having a scar on the face was a big deal.

Sure enough, when Madam Feng Er heard Feng Jiuyan say this, she almost fainted.

"You maids, why don't you help your aunt downstairs and find a doctor to heal her!" Feng Jiuyan glared at the maids with a frown.