The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Another day has passed, and the rain doesn't stop Feige from causing trouble.

"You madman, from this moment on, you are my bodyguard. Don't embarrass me."

"it is good"

Feige placed the little one in Qin Feng's arms, then spoke in a tone that showed no regard for family ties.

"Set off"

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Upon reaching the entrance to the Cold Palace, Feige kicked down the thick wooden door.

With a crash, the door fell to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't bear to look," Fei Ge muttered.

Let's go shopping.

Feige walked slowly, with Wutang pointing the way. Feige planned to wander around the palace.

Not long after walking, they met a man.

"Royal Sister-in-law"

The man shouted,

Looking at him, Feige asked, "Who are you?"

“Sister-in-law, I am the second son,” the man said.

"I don't remember," Feige said and left.

The man looked at Fei Ge speechlessly, then turned away, his face full of disgust.

Feige ignored him and kept walking.

Soon, they arrived at a pavilion.

"Let's stop here and rest for a bit."

Feige sat down and looked at the stool next to her.

"Fengzi, sit down."

Qin Feng sat down with the child in his arms. The little guy wanted Fei Ge to hold him and kept climbing on Fei Ge's body. Fei Ge picked him up, and the little guy behaved.

Suddenly, a woman, leading a group of thugs, came over.

Once inside the pavilion, the woman recognized Feige and said sarcastically, "Your Majesty, why are you out here? Shouldn't you be in the Cold Palace?"

Feige ignored her, but she continued rambling.

"Your Majesty, please come out! It would be terrible if the Emperor found out!"

When women speak, they often make a point of displaying what they hold in their hands or around their necks.

"vomit"

"Master, this guy's crazy. He's showing off in front of you. He's eaten too much; he's born a cucumber—he deserves a slap!"

Feige ignored her.

"Your Majesty, you must go back immediately. You need to know your place."

Feige glanced at her, "Who are you?"

The woman's face turned green; it turned out that all her talk had been completely ignored.

Feige stood up and said "Let's go." Qin Feng carried the little one and followed her, leaving the woman in the pavilion with a look of resentment.

After walking for a short while, they arrived at the Imperial Garden. Many flowers in the garden were in full bloom, their vibrant colors almost glistening with dew, a testament to the rain. Feige knelt down and picked a flower for the little one.

The little one took the flower, tore off the petals one by one, and then giggled.

Suddenly, several women came over.

Seeing the little one tearing up flowers—the very best flowers in the Imperial Garden—a woman became furious. She ran over, ready to hit the child.

Feige kicked her away.

The other women were also angry, but they didn't dare to step forward.

The woman who had been kicked out was helped over by Ya Huai.

"You dare kick me? You're just an empress in the cold palace, what right do you have to be so arrogant here? I'm going to tell His Majesty that you actually came out without permission, and you even have a child with you. You've stolen someone else's child..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, Feige walked over and slapped her repeatedly until her face was swollen like a pig's head.

Qin Feng stood by, holding the little one, watching. He was furious. This woman was spewing nonsense. If she weren't a woman, he would have pulled out her tongue.

"You, you dare hit me!" The woman opened the door, several teeth fell out, and she was in excruciating pain.

"Waaah!" The woman ran away, and Ya Huai quickly chased after her.

"Who is she?" Feige asked Wutang.

"The recently favored concubine"

"Oh, a toad perched on a lotus leaf—you're a bit too arrogant," Feige said disdainfully.

Feige ignored the other women and left with Qin Feng.

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