She couldn't fast forward, she could never fast forward. She could only tease the old chief now so that she wouldn't suffer losses in the future.
Jiang Pengji was on the verge of being beaten to death. Her routine was to play with her daughter in the morning, work in the afternoon, and sleep at night.
The poor babies' sleeping schedule was different from Jiang Pengji's. When the latter was energetic, they slept soundly.
The eldest, Jiang Lian, only knew how to eat, drink, and sleep. She wouldn't cry when she was bullied. She just pouted and had a quiet personality.
The second child was different. Jiang Pengji could still play with her at first, but she would resist later.
For example, Jiang Pengji would play with her like a hooligan. When her face got close, she would kick her nose.
Jiang Pengji slyly said, "Ouch, is the milk powder not weak enough? You don't have much strength in your kick. Are you tickling me?"
The second child looked at Jiang Pengji faintly, like the gaze of the Grim Reaper.
Since the birth of the twins, Jiang Pengji's status in the streaming room had plummeted.
She was the "Big Pig Trotter Jiang" in their mouth, while the two little kids were "Princess Lian" and "Princess Yan."
The second child also became the new queen's meme pack because of her and Jiang Pengji's intimidating gaze.
Toudu Feiqiu: "My Princess Yan's gaze is too sharp. This is the aura of a queen. She doesn't need a big gold chain, sunglasses, and cigars to exude a strong aura that belongs to a big boss! Princess Lian is a fairy-like soft girl. She's so cute and I want to hug her! "
Sanzhisongshu Snacking: "Looking at the two princes, I want to have babies every day. But thinking that the princes are someone else's fairy baby, I'm not so tempted. If I want to have such a high-quality baby, I have to find a male god of the same quality as Beauty Ci. "
Liangping Puzi Snacking: "The person above is also narcissistic. Do you think you can compete with Big Pig Trotter Jiang?
To have a cute and smart baby like the princes, you must first be comparable to Big Pig Trotter Jiang. The man must be a male god of the same level as Wei Ci. "
Lan Ya Moushu Caiyue: "Speaking of this, a few days ago, I saw a birthing video. It shamelessly violated the princes' portrait rights and used them as the video material. I was so angry that I made a report and continued to make a report.
Wanshen Ji: "I'm already imagining the gentle and soft Princess Lian and the big boss Princess Yan in a decade or so. How powerful!"
Looking at the bullet screen, Jiang Pengji could not help but be speechless and choke as the salted fish unanimously categorized their boss, Jiang Lian, as a soft girl.
Did they misunderstand the education of Old Jiang's family?
Soft girl?
Impossible!
No matter how soft she looked on the outside, she was still black and white on the inside. How could she be a soft girl?
Moreover, with the old chief as a "younger sister," Jiang Pengji was worried that her eldest daughter would be too domineering in the future.
As it turned out, Jiang Pengji's worries were not unfounded.
The two children were twins. In the eyes of outsiders, their bodies were not as strong as single babies. Therefore, the third bath was not a big event. It was just a small gesture. After a month of growth, the two children had become as cute and delightful as white jade. Of course, the full moon banquet had to be grand.
At the same time, this was also the first time the two children officially met the world.
Feng Zhen and the others looked at the different but equally cute and healthy princes. Their hearts melted.
Someone said that when Princess Lian was born, her cries were as loud as thunder. He knew she was extraordinary when he heard it. Now that he saw her, she was indeed full of nobility.
Jiang Lian was the eldest daughter. She also had a meaningful name like "Lian." Everyone knew Jiang Pengji's attitude.
In comparison, the second daughter, Jiang Yan, received much less attention. She did not like to hear such things.
One after another, they flattered her incessantly. It was only because the eldest was not sensible. If she knew, she would be half dead from all the flattery.
Unruly people —
Who touched my milk bottle?!
The old chief's eyes suddenly became sharp. He held the milk bottle with one hand and held it with both hands. His gaze was like a knife.
Feng Zhen retracted his hand in embarrassment. He was just curious about the transparent bottle and what was inside.
The bottle was filled with a milky white liquid. It did not smell fishy like a wet nurse's. Instead, it was sweet and had a nice smell.
Seeing Princess Yan's small mouth nibble on the bottle, Feng Zhen could not restrain his curiosity.
He wanted to know what milk it was, so he stretched out his sinful claws.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He quickly pulled out the old chief's milk bottle, squeezed some into his wine cup, and returned the bottle to its owner. Feng Zhen thought he had done it without anyone noticing. He did not know that the owner of the milk bottle's eyes had become extremely dangerous.
Feng Zhen tasted it and said, "It's not as sweet as I imagined, but it is indeed very fragrant."
The old chief was speechless.
A bastard who stole a baby's food for a month. Jiang Pengji only had this many people under her command?
As he thought about it, the old chief's drinking speed increased.
Who knew how long this one-month banquet would take? If Feng Zhen stole her milk again, wouldn't Jiang Pengji laugh at her?
Ridicule her for being a good-for-nothing who could not even protect her own food?
She drank too enthusiastically and neglected the difference between a baby's body and an adult's. Not long after, she felt a familiar feeling of fullness in her stomach.
She was full.
She threw the milk bottle aside and reached out to Feng Zhen for a hug.
Unruly people, help me burp!
Feng Zhen was also a man who had two sons. He knew that babies needed to burp when they were full, so he did not refuse.
"Thank you for your love, Your Highness."
When the old chief patted his face, Feng Zhen thought that the child was trying to get close to him.
The old chief was speechless.
No, I just want to hit you, you shameless old man, who stole my food!
The old chief was deeply aware of how inconvenient a baby's body was. It didn't take long for him to feel sleepy.
Perhaps it was because they were twins, the two children did everything in sync. One was sleepy, and the other was almost as sleepy.
However, the old chief still did not fall asleep, because she was awakened by a commotion.
It happened a few minutes ago.
Although the main characters of the one-month banquet were the two young princes, the people eating, drinking, and laughing were the adults.
The young prince was sleepy and wanted to go to sleep. As adults, they continued to drink and have fun, pushing the atmosphere of the banquet to the highest point.
At that moment, a sudden rush of footsteps came from outside.
A messenger with a black panda flag on his back ran out of the hall unimpeded. In the process, he even stumbled and fell.
In order to ensure the speed of communication, the messenger who delivered important information would have a conspicuous flag on his back. The color of the flag was the same as the grade of the military report. The black color was an important urgent letter. Anyone who saw the symbol and tried to stop him would be killed without mercy!
That was why the messenger was able to arrive outside the palace unimpeded.
He did not wait for his breath to catch his breath. He took out an urgent letter with a black panda seal on it.
"Report — There is an urgent report from the frontline. Please read it, my lord!"
Information?
At this time?
Everyone was worried after hearing this.
An urgent report with a black seal was either good news or bad news. The former was good news, while the latter was a bad omen!
They had not heard of any changes at the frontline recently. Why would they choose a full moon day to send an urgent report 800 miles away?
Could it be that someone was taking advantage of this day to secretly attack the lord?
Everyone had different thoughts. Only Jiang Pengji was calm.
Good news and bad news.
It was such a good day, yet he brought bad luck to her. She wanted to flip over the eighteen generations of her ancestors' graves!
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