I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

Chapter 29 Favoring one and favoring another

"What kind of robe is this? It's just something to flatter people. I don't want to wear it..."

She twisted her body in anger, sat on a big rock, and turned her back to Fan Yue.

Fan Yue was helpless:

"Okay, okay, I won't wear it if I don't want to."

Then he remembered something:

"By the way, didn't He Fuxi give you a recipe for pregnancy before? How is it?"

Peng Jiao became even angrier when she heard this.

Her usually sweet and charming voice also became shrill:

"He Fuxi, He Fuxi, He Fuxi, you keep talking about He Fuxi. Are you attracted to her? Humph, she doesn't like you. She is a female lady, and her beast husband is also a respected leader of the Fur Tribe!"

The malice that could not be concealed in the words made Fan Yue frown.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It's unreasonable!"

Then he stormed off.

Peng Jiao had been favored for many years and had never been treated so coldly. She was shocked and frightened, and she developed an inexplicable resentment towards He Fuxi.

But no matter how much resentment he felt, he had to go to He Fuxi.

After all, she had made Fan Yue angry and run away today. If she didn't get him a piece of hemp clothing to give him something new to look at, how could she save this relationship?

The next day, she came to my door with a bag of fresh fruits and a sweet smile.

He Fuxi was not a fool. Seeing that she hadn't come for many days, he knew that their friendship had faded.

She had no intention of investigating why her feelings had faded; she just felt that it didn't matter.

Now that Pengjiao is here again, she doesn't care.

It's just Ge Yi, if you want to do it, just do it. She teaches everyone anyway, so she treats everyone equally.

So, Pengjiao, like other young females in the tribe, learned while doing it.

He didn't learn from He Fuxi, but from some females who were already quite skilled, such as Yuri.

After a few days, Peng Jiao felt very uncomfortable. Is Yuri qualified to teach her?

Moreover, she had been so good to He Fuxi in the past, and they were as close as sisters. Now that she was here, He Fuxi not only did not stand up to greet her, but also did not even bother to teach her personally.

Is it possible to be so pretentious?

So, she deliberately found some small problems, and walked to the suite twisting and turning, wanting to ask He Fuxi for advice.

Unexpectedly, He Fuxi was lying on the bed eating fruit, someone brought him tea and water, and someone massaged his shoulders and legs.

When she saw Peng Jiao coming, she only said one sentence:

"Yuri knows all these little questions, just ask her."

Just sent her out like that.

Peng Jiao bit her lips until they turned white, so she had no choice but to sit back down among the group of young females.

If she were to say, these little females were really stupid. It seemed like they could never learn anything. She didn't want to sit with them at all.

But what can I do, He Fuxi is such an ungrateful bastard!

She was still sulking, but the other females were unaware and were chatting animatedly while they worked.

"Hey, have you seen the picture that Madam designed for me? It's so pretty!"

"Madam is so nice. Last time I had already twisted the yarn, but accidentally soaked it and ruined it. She came to comfort me."

"That's right, I just couldn't learn to spin and I was so anxious. I didn't expect that after the lady found out, she actually called me over and taught me step by step."

……

A group of young females were talking to each other, praising He Fuxi to the sky.

Peng Jiao was hiding at the back, like a little transparent person.

At this moment he suddenly said:

"Do I have to wait until you're dying of anxiety before I teach you? That's a bit too arrogant."

As soon as these words came out, the little female who spoke frowned and tilted her head to look at her.

"What do you mean? Madam is so busy, and there are so many people who need to learn. It's good enough that she can find time to teach me."

Peng Jiao lowered her head and stammered:

"I just think... we can't favor one over the other... It's not like she doesn't have time. Instead of lying still and letting the sisters figure it out on their own, why not walk around and give everyone some pointers..."

"Humph!"

The little female snorted coldly.

"Come on, I don't know what you're thinking. Madam is so pregnant, and she still wants us to come to her house to learn. It's already a rare opportunity. But you, on the other hand, wish someone would hold your hand and teach you how to do it?"

Peng Jiao's neck turned red from being scolded, and she said in panic:

"I, I am also thinking about my sisters..."

"Pooh!"

The little female looked disdainful and picked up her own silk thread:

"If you really want to help your sisters, you should be like Sister Yuri, spend more time learning, learn as soon as possible, and then teach the sisters who can't do it. Instead of coming in all day and not being able to pull out a thread, just looking around with a pair of sneaky eyes, and the evil thoughts are written on your face!"

Then she turned her head and sat on the other side.

He looked like he didn't want to have anything to do with Peng Jiao.

Seeing this, several young females also packed up their things and moved away.

There was suddenly no one around Pengjiao.

She was ashamed and angry. She dropped what she was holding, covered her face and ran out.

Returning to her cave, Peng Jiao turned around, threw herself on the rock, and cried bitterly.

Just when I was feeling sad, Zhu Yue appeared again like a ghost.

"Sister Pengjiao, why are you staying at home alone? My cousin's house is so lively, why don't you go join in?"

Seeing that Peng Jiao didn't even turn her head, she didn't feel embarrassed, but said regretfully:

"When He Fuxi first came, no one paid attention to her. Only my sister didn't mind and talked to her and gave her gifts. Now that more people are looking for her, why did my sister ignore her? In my opinion, she should remember my sister's kindness and put her sister first."

Who said no.

Peng Jiao finally heard the heartfelt words and turned her body slightly.

But he still refused to look Zhu Yue in the eye.

Zhu Yue was not annoyed at all. She just sat aside and kept on talking:

"I heard that she made this Ge Yi. I don't think it's a good thing. It's just for show. But even if it's so, because of how my sister treated her before, she should take the initiative to make one for my sister, right?"

Peng Jiao then gave him a resentful look and said aggrievedly:

"No way. A noble lady who is pregnant, how could she be willing to use her delicate hands to make clothes for a little female like me?"

After hearing this, Zhu Yue showed a hint of anger on his face.

"He Fuxi is really going too far! She may be cruel to my cousin, but my sister has treated her well. How can she be so ungrateful!"

Well done!

Curse a few more times!

Peng Jiao said this in her heart, but her face was still sad and she sighed.

Zhu Yue scolded He Fuxi, which made Peng Jiao feel comfortable all over, and then she changed her tone.

"However, I'm afraid that my sister's future life will be..."

He hesitated to speak, which made Peng Jiao ask:

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I just don't want to get close to her. Is she going to chase me and bully me?"

"That's possible..."

Zhu Yue lowered her voice in a mysterious way and said:

"Sister, you still don't know why He Fuxi, who looks infertile, suddenly became a divine being, right?"

Peng Jiao felt as if she had touched upon a huge secret, and her heart was pounding.

"why?"

"Because..." Zhu Yue blinked at her.