Five Treasures for One Birth: The President's Wife is the Group's Favorite

After finishing speaking, she stroked Wubao's little head, and said with a smile: "You like my aunt and grandma telling stories, and when I meet again in the future, my aunt and grandma will continue to tell you, okay?"

The children could tell that the aunt and grandma had made up their minds.

Moreover, they also know that the status of aunt and grandma is indeed not suitable for staying in the palace all the time.

Therefore, they did not hold back.

"Grandma, then you must take good care of yourself."

"Grandma, I wish you the best of luck."

"Grandma, I hope to see you again and listen to you finish the story you told us last time."

Feng Su smiled and nodded: "I will definitely."

At the same time, Mu Jingchen and Huangfu Liyue came down from upstairs.

"Auntie, let's go after breakfast."

Feng Su looked at her and refused: "No, Li Yue, you and Jing Chen live a good life, Auntie and you, let's say goodbye."

Huangfu Liyue nodded and smiled and said, "Auntie, you have a good journey, if you need my help in the future, you can call me at any time."

"it is good."

Feng Su didn't say much.

She glanced at Huangfu Liyue and Mu Jingchen, then at the four little guys, and said with a faint smile, "Let's go, see you by fate."

After speaking, she dragged her luggage and walked out.

She has a lot of luggage, a whole big box, which Huangfu Liyue ordered the maid to prepare for her last night, even winter clothes are prepared.

Seeing that she was struggling with her luggage, Huangfu Liyue followed in her footsteps and took her luggage.

"Auntie, let me take you to the gate of the palace."

She might never see this aunt again in the future, so she thought about sending her out of the palace herself.

Feng Su stopped, and took the suitcase back from her hand.

"Liyue, my current identity is the private teacher of several children. It is really inappropriate for you to see the private teacher off from the palace as a princess, so don't make it up to me."

Her thoughtfulness made Huangfu Liyue unable to refute.

"Auntie, then I'll let the maid in the palace see you off."

This time, Feng Su did not refuse.

"it is good."

As she spoke, she looked at a maid behind Huangfu Liyue.

This maid is a female official of the Chang'an Palace, named Yi Ran, who is usually in charge of other maids and the internal affairs of the Chang'an Palace.

Feng Su smiled and said, "Let Yi Ran deliver it, don't worry."

Yi Ran handles affairs properly, is humble, and usually manages the interior of Chang'an Hall in an orderly manner.

Huangfu Liyue was also very relieved of her work.

So, she readily agreed and ordered Yi Ran to send her aunt away from the palace.

Yi Ran took Feng Su's luggage very respectfully, and took Feng Su out of Chang'an Hall.

Huangfu Liyue, Mu Jingchen, and several children stood at the gate of Chang'an Hall, watching Feng Su go away.

Seeing her aunt's back gradually drifting away, Huangfu Liyue said in a daze, "Jingchen, have we misunderstood aunt?"

The aunt left so simply, it didn't look like she had any purpose in entering the palace.

At this moment, Huangfu Liyue felt a little sorry for her aunt.

What I said last night must have made my aunt very sad.

Mu Jingchen watched Feng Su's back getting further and further away, and said coldly, "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, she will only live a better life if she leaves the palace."

These words instantly dispelled the entanglement in Huangfu Liyue's heart.

Indeed, when my aunt stayed in the palace, she didn't even have basic freedom.

Only when she is out of the palace can she truly pursue the life she wants.

Huangfu Liyue put aside some distracting thoughts, withdrew her eyes, turned and entered the room.

Mu Jingchen also walked in, leaving only the four children standing at the door, looking anxiously at the direction in which the aunt and grandma left.

Sanbao held his small face and said regretfully: "The story of the 'Painted Skin' that my aunt and grandma told us hasn't finished yet, I really want to know the ending, but I didn't expect that my aunt and grandma left so suddenly, hey..."

Dabao poked his head.

"Sambo, don't you think the story told by my aunt and grandma is too scary?"

Thinking of the stories told by his aunt and grandma, Dabao felt his scalp go numb.

Aunt and grandma told them a story of "Painted Skin".

In the story, the protagonist can make a mask from human skin and change his appearance at will, which is even more powerful than the simulated human skin mask made by modern technology.

Although the imitation human skin mask can change the appearance, but the fake thing is fake, the person wearing the mask can't make a big expression, and can't stand the scrutiny, otherwise, it's easy to reveal the truth.

In the story, the protagonist's mask made of human skin fits perfectly with his own skin, without any flaws at all.

Therefore, no matter whose life the protagonist wants to live, he only needs to get rid of this person and replace her, and he can easily achieve his goal.

It seems to be a simple story, but if you taste it carefully, you can feel the horror in it.

Sanbao didn't take it seriously, but seeing Dabao's serious expression, he felt that Dabao was too involved in the drama.

"Brother, you don't really think that the stories told by your aunt and grandma are real events, do you? These are just to scare children, I don't believe it.

I want to hear stories from my aunt and grandma because I have never read the stories she told in books, just out of curiosity, and I won't take them seriously! "

Wubao nodded in agreement.

"Brother, don't worry. Although we are young, we are not stupid. How can we believe these things? We can still tell the difference between stories and reality."

Er Bao leaned against the door, with the same indifferent expression on his small face as Mu Jingchen.

"I actually really want to know how the protagonist in the story told by my aunt and grandma will end.

The protagonist in the story relies on replacing others to live the life he wants, so there shouldn't be any good endings, right? "

Sambo nodded heavily.

"That's natural. Other people's superior lives are hard-won. The protagonist in the story uses such despicable means to get what he wants, and it will definitely not end well!"

Seeing that they still couldn't forget the story, Dabao reminded: "Okay, don't talk about it, go to breakfast, you have to study later!"

...

King's bedchamber.

The king was concentrating on reviewing state affairs when Richard suddenly walked in from the outside with a cup of black tea in his hand.

Seeing the king handling state affairs without looking up, he stood at the door and paused for a few seconds, his eyes fell on the black tea in his hand.

After hesitating for a long time, he walked to the side of the king and put the black tea at the king's hand.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard in dealing with state affairs. Drink some black tea to relieve your fatigue."

After he reminded, the king did feel tired.

He put down the state documents in his hand and picked up the black tea.

The moment he lifted the lid of the black tea cup, he suddenly stopped preparing to drink the tea, and his eyes were fixed on the black tea in the cup.

The black tea looked the same as the one he usually drank.

The only difference is that there are a few dried crabapple fruits floating in the black tea.