I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Having said that, Wen Qingzhi knew very well what she would face in the future.

Perhaps, from the moment she completely controlled Wen Qingzhi's body, she had inherited her responsibilities.

How could the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenguo be an innocent young lady?

"I see."

Wen Qingzhi spoke lightly, took a few steps forward, and looked out at the entire small mountain village.

They are all a group of people who fight for their lives and just want to survive...

"Is the cause of death of my parents and brother related to the Yuan family?"

She is warm.

Feng Yunxiao's expression remained unchanged as he walked up to her and asked, "Who knows?"

After all, he is the emperor's brother. If this matter was done by the Yuan family, the emperor must be involved as well.

But he didn't seem to be lying, and he seemed to be grieving over the death of his parents.

Feng Yunxiao glanced sideways and asked with a playful expression, "The Emperor and I are born of the same mother. How do you think the King would answer your question?"

"If it's really what the emperor said, the Wen family won't leave me alive."

"You've become smarter."

Feng Junxiao stretched his muscles and hummed comfortably, "The Yuan family is now the only dominant family, which is not a good thing for Bei Ming."

"One family dominates...isn't it you, the Regent?"

Wen Qingzhi chuckled and turned away, "I understand what you said. I will take over these people. I will support those you can't support, and I will take care of those you can't manage."

"Ok?"

Feng Junxiao listened to her angry voice and asked, "Are you throwing a tantrum?"

"what?"

Wen Qingzhi, who was thinking about how to deal with the small mountain village, was stunned when she heard Feng Junxiao say this behind her. She stopped and looked back at him, "What am I...making a fuss about?"

Looking at Feng Junxiao's proud face, a speechless energy spread in Wen Qingzhi's heart, "Regent King, I am not angry, and I can't quarrel with you either."

She turned around and went back, planning to understand the situation in the small mountain village before making any plans.

Feng Junxiao looked at her tall and straight back, feeling an indescribable feeling.

It's not right for someone so young to be so bold.

Plus, her methods...are they really bestowed by gods?

Anyway, he doesn't believe it.

If there really were gods, how could there be an extra small mountain village in the world?

Near noon, smoke rose from the small mountain village. The two men walked to the center of the village and saw a group of women busying themselves on the side.

"Lord Regent, Miss Wen, it's noon now, let's eat first!"

There was a stove under the simple shed, and on the table made of a few mottled wooden boards were a few dishes of unknown color, which looked like leftovers.

Poor-quality bowls and chopsticks, and chopsticks of different colors, lengths, and degrees of curvature, are not very appetizing to look at.

Why would Feng Junxiao stay for dinner in such a simple environment?

She was already preparing to leave, but Feng Junxiao found a seat and sat down as usual, asking in a friendly manner, "What's delicious today?"

"..."

He skillfully picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ordered the dishes. "I haven't eaten hotpot in a long time."

He actually used 'I'?

"Have!"

An auntie smiled and said, "A couple of days ago, I bought some meat and steamed it, so I had quite a bit left. I didn't know when you'd come, so I just left it there. What a coincidence that you came just when it was about to go bad."

As she spoke, she scraped the pot with a spatula, reluctant to waste any of it.

A set of bowls and chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of Wen Qingzhi. She looked down and saw a little girl of about six or seven years old, smiling, "Pretty sister, eat!"

“…Thank you.”

Wen Qingzhi took the bowl and chopsticks, and saw that the seats around her were full of people, with only the seat next to Feng Yunxiao being empty, so she sat down with gritted teeth.

In an instant, laughter broke out all around. Wen Qingzhi looked confused and when she looked up, her eyes met Feng Junxiao's.

At this moment, Feng Yunxiao had completely lost the fierceness he had in the city. Instead, he looked like an approachable...neighbor brother...

This person is too fickle. It’s better to have less contact with him in the future.

Feng Junxiao's eyes became much gentler, unlike before when they were always as cold as a cold pond.

"The stew here tastes pretty good."

Feng Yunxiao said something to remind Wen Qingzhi that she had to eat.

Feng Junxiao was worried that a delicate girl like her would say something that would make the villagers sad, so he kindly reminded her.

She tried taking a bite. Although it didn't look very good, it tasted really good.

But...she doesn't like cabbage.

I haven't liked eating it since I was a child.

"Of course the taste is not as good as your chef's."

Feng Junxiao suddenly said something that annoyed Wen Qingzhi. She said, "It tastes good, but I don't like cabbage."

"What a picky eater."

"..."

"Little girl, who isn't picky about food?"

The villagers nearby spoke up to help Wen Qingzhi out of the predicament. They looked at Wen Qingzhi with smiles on their faces, as if they were sizing up a young bride who was about to come home.

He would look at Feng Junxiao from time to time, but I didn't know what he meant.

She took a few glances and saw that there were people eating with their heads down. There were dozens of tables, and it seemed that everyone in the village was eating together here.

She took a quick look and, as Feng Yunxiao had said, they were all old, weak, sick, and disabled...

Many people were secretly looking at Wen Qingzhi, with eagerness in their eyes, as if they wanted to say a few words to her but were worried about disturbing her.

Although the environment is harsh, Wen Qingzhi feels relaxed here.

There is a long table, about two meters long, with only two dishes in total.

The villagers didn't take much food, so they just let her and Feng Junxiao eat.

A few younger ones wanted to pick up some food with their chopsticks, but were slapped on the hands and could only eat it with some vegetable soup mixed with rice.

The dish was actually quite large, but mostly cabbage, with some amaranth, radish, etc. There were only two pieces of meat, and they were mostly on the plate in front of Feng Yunxiao, untouched by him.

"Eat, there are so many dishes, I can't finish them all."

She couldn't stand the children's eager looks and spoke.

"No, no, we eat it every day and we're tired of it! You eat it, girl."

They spoke shyly and shamefully.

"I don't eat cabbage, pick all the cabbage out."

She whispered, and everyone looked at each other, picked up their chopsticks, and finished the cabbage in the blink of an eye.

Wen Qingzhi didn't understand. Since Feng Junxiao took over these people, with his ability, he was fully capable of giving them a good life. Why was the process like this now?

Feng Yunxiao saw her hesitation and said, "If I provide them with ample food and clothing, they will become thorns in the eyes of others. Those people can't do anything to me, but I have plenty of ways to deal with them."

It was like he could see through her thoughts.

Wen Qingzhi paused with her chopsticks and turned to look at him.

"Girl, it's not that the Regent doesn't care about us. Without his support, none of us would have survived."

At this time, an old man spoke up and said, "We are a group of people who shouldn't exist. If we get too close to the Regent, we will only attract attention."

"us……"

The old man choked up and said, "They are a bunch of damned people, but the children are still young, and I don't want them to be implicated because of us."

"We don't have land, so it would be unreasonable for us to continue to enjoy the good life."