The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Feige was still asleep when she heard a child crying. When she opened her eyes, she saw a child next to her crying loudly.

"Wu Tang, are you kidding me?"

"Master, you now have 126 points. Keep it up!"

“Where are the men?” Feige asked.

"You can release them out of the space to work with you now."

Feige stood up, but suddenly felt dizzy and sat down on the ground with a thud.

"I feel so weak, I can't even stand up straight."

"My lord, this is the Cold Palace. You were the Empress who was banished to the Cold Palace two years ago. You found out you were pregnant after entering here, and you went through a lot of hardship to give birth to the child. But raising a child is a great thing. There was no food, so they fed the child blood, and that's how it happened."

"Are you looking for death?" Fei Ge took out a few steamed buns from his spatial storage. His body hadn't eaten for a long time, and eating would warm his stomach.

I felt a little better after eating the steamed bun.

“Master, the child is one year old, but there’s no difference between him and a six-month-old. It’s all because we’re poor.”

"Master, the milk powder is in my spatial storage."

Feige took out the milk powder, started dissolving it in water, and once it was cool enough, gave the bottle to the child. The child ate heartily, clearly hungry.

The formula, bottles, and boiled water were all prepared by Wu Tang.

The child stopped crying after being fed and quickly fell asleep.

Feige opened the door and stepped outside; the scene was desolate and bleak.

"This cold palace is indeed a cold palace," Fei Ge sighed with deep emotion.

"Wu Tang, tell me, what are the benefits of bringing a man here? What can he do?" Fei Ge asked Wu Tang with a smile.

The sugar was chilled.

"Master, you can make him do chores, like finding food or supplies. Just make him work, that's all. Also, Master, this man is a rare talent. If he follows you into the space, his appearance won't age, and he'll be just like you, pleasing to the eye."

"You shameless bastard, you've found me a companion? Go to hell!" Fei Ge was furious.

"Master, calm down, listen to me. How could I harm you? You can try releasing the man and having him do chores. This cold palace has nothing..."

"Shut up!" Fei Ge said impatiently.

At this moment, Fei Ge was unaware that she had been tricked by Wu Tang. When she had accumulated 1000 energy points, the man was already completely obsessed with her. At that time, Fei Ge was furious, but the man had already figured her out. Fei Ge couldn't escape, and of course, Wu Tang was the one who got beaten up.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, sending mud and sand flying everywhere in the yard, making it impossible for Feige to open her eyes.

"Damn it, this godforsaken place, I'm quitting!"

With a shout, Fei Ge sent the last bird flying away from the tree outside the Cold Palace.

So, Feige released the man.

The man looked at the unfamiliar place, somewhat bewildered. He looked at Feige, who seemed like a complete stranger.

"Get to work, gather some firewood, start a fire, and cook."

The man recognized the familiar voice and realized that the woman had brought him out.

"By the way, I still don't know your name," Feige asked, remembering the question.

My name is Qin Feng.

"My name is Feige. You can call me by my name, or 'master' if you like."

"Oh, okay," the man said after glancing at Fei Ge.

"Go find some firewood, I'm hungry, I need to eat,"

"it is good"

The man went out, and Feige went into the room. She lay on the bed, but the wooden plank was painful, and she couldn't sleep, so she got up.

I sat on the ground and closed my eyes to rest.

Soon, the man returned carrying a bundle of firewood.

"Start a fire, here's a tinderbox," Feige said, handing him the tinderbox.

The man started a fire.

Feige took out a pot from her spatial storage, boiled water, and prepared rice and meat.

"You cook, and handle these things as you see fit. I'm going to rest for a bit."

"it is good"

……

The water boiled, and the man started cooking porridge. He added meat to it, and then simply put a piece of meat in.

The rich aroma of the porridge quickly filled the air.

The child in bed woke up, smelled the aroma, and looked over...

Feige woke up, stood up, walked to the bedside, and picked up the little one.

"You're awake, get up."

The child was on the ground, walking unsteadily, but at least he could walk, though he was small and thin. Feige clicked her tongue in amazement.

The child walked to the fire, intending to squat down, but ended up sitting on the ground instead. However, he didn't cry; he just drooled as he smelled the aroma from the pot.

Qin Feng looked at the fire, then at the child.

Feige walked over.

"Scoop out a bowlful and let it cool before giving it to him."

"Yes"

Feige crouched down and looked at Qin Feng.

"Master, the original owner of this body was framed by the Imperial Concubine. She wants to clear the original owner's name and then make her child the emperor."

"no problem"

"Fengzi, this is the first time I'm taking you on a mission. You might find it strange and have a lot of questions, but since you're with me, you have to listen to me, understand?"

Qin Feng paused for a moment after hearing Fei Ge's words, and then he understood.

"it is good"

……

The porridge got cold.

"Give him some to drink," Fei Ge said to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng held the bowl and slowly fed the little guy, who ate with great relish.

The little one finished the bowl of porridge quickly. He'd had formula before, and now the porridge, he let out a few burps, and smiled.

"The little guy has two dimples, he looks cute when he smiles. It would be even better if he were a bit chubby." Wu Tang made her presence known.