Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

When the carriage returned to the city, everyone was a little thirsty.

Feng Chenghan asked the coachman to stop the carriage outside a teahouse.

There were many people in the city, and many people had seen the true faces of Feng Chenghan, Leng Luoyue, and Xiaomao'er. In order not to be recognized by others, Feng Chenghan put on a silver mask before getting off the carriage, and Leng Luoyue put on one. He wore a white veil, and the little cat put on his kitten mask.

Xiao Yu'er saw her brother put on a mask and touched her face, wanting to wear a mask too.

As soon as the group of people entered the teahouse, the waiter noticed their unusual status and led them directly to the private room upstairs.

There is also a storyteller in the hall, speaking impassionedly and loudly.

The guests who listened to the book listened with gusto.

"When Concubine Leng saw that the guards were defeated by the Beidi assassins, she immediately uprooted the weeping willow. She saw that the weeping willow was uprooted by Concubine Leng..."

"Okay." I don't know who said "ok", and the guests listening to the book all cheered and clapped their hands.

"Concubine Leng is mighty..."

"Uprooting the weeping willow, she is worthy of being Concubine Leng."

"Pfft..." Leng Luoyue, who was stepping on the stairs, couldn't help laughing.

When did she uproot a weeping willow? She just broke off a small tree.

Feng Chenghan glanced sideways at her. If she had to uproot a weeping willow, she would probably have no pressure at all.

He thought it was quite interesting to imagine her pulling up a weeping willow upside down, and the corners of his mouth turned upward.

After entering the elegant room, Leng Luoyue ordered a pot of jasmine tea, and Feng Chenghan ordered a pot of Longjing tea and some refreshments.

It was the first time Xiao Yu'er came to the teahouse. He rolled his eyes and looked around. Everything in the teahouse was full of freshness.

Leng Luoyue said: "After drinking tea, let's go shopping on the street later, and then find a restaurant to have a meal. In the afternoon, let's go to a show?"

She may have reached age and her bloodline has awakened. She used to find opera listening a bit boring, but now she likes it very much and occasionally hums a few lines of drama.

Feng Chenghan nodded. Since she wanted to come out and have fun, naturally she could say anything.

Kitten: "Okay."

When Xiao Yu'er saw her brother saying yes, she also said, "Howl~"

Soon tea and snacks were served, and there was another round of cheers from downstairs. This was about Feng Chenghan blocking the knife.

The guy went out, Leng Luoyue took a sip of tea, looked at Feng Chenghan in confusion and asked, "Tell me, how can this storyteller know such details?"

Even Fengcheng Han blocked the sword and said that she was angry at Lan Yan and swept across the area with a stick.

Feng Chenghan said calmly: "It must have been the guard with a sloppy mouth who told the truth."

Li Cheng, who was holding the teacup, twitched at the corner of his eye. This was clearly what the emperor asked them to publicize, in order to let people know that Concubine Leng saved him again and their friendship of life and death with Concubine Leng.

Without the emperor's permission, they would not dare to speak out about these things.

Leng Luoyue pursed her lips and said, "These guards have quite bad mouths."

Li Cheng & other guards:...

Forget it, they will take the blame for the emperor. Whoever is your minister should share the burden for you.

This storyteller is also very good at whetting people's appetites. When he heard the roar of wolves and tigers in the mountains and forests, he patted his ruler and said: "If you want to know what happened next time, please listen to the explanation next time."

The guests in the teahouse shouted, asking the storyteller to finish speaking before leaving.

Being stuck at this dangerous moment prevented them from sleeping at night.

The storyteller didn't listen, so he took his book and ruler and left.

A crowd of lovely people were left stamping their feet and scolding him.

Leng Luoyue has good hearing and smiled when she heard the guests downstairs scolding the storyteller.

Lou Tingfeng, who was in the private room, heard the noise downstairs and frowned in displeasure.Do these people really like listening to Leng Luoyue's stories?This storyteller really made her look like an omnipotent god, which was clearly deceiving the people.

Thinking of this, he became emotional and started coughing again. "Cough cough cough..."

Seeing him coughing non-stop, the middle-aged man sitting opposite him stood up and said: "Young Master Lou, the business is over, I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

Lou Tingfeng covered her mouth with her hand and nodded, and the accompanying boy sent the middle-aged man to the door of Yajian'er.

As soon as the middle-aged man left, a waiter from the teahouse walked by carrying a burning charcoal stove. The smoke from the stove floated into the private room where Lou Tingfeng was.

The smell of the cigarette made Lou Tingfeng's cough even worse, making him unable to stop coughing at all.

"Cough cough cough..."

Seeing that he was coughing so badly, the boy ran back quickly, picked up the teacup and said, "Young master, drink some warm tea and press it down."

"Cough cough cough..." Lou Tingfeng coughed until his pale face turned red. He put one hand on his chest and clasped his hands to hold the boy's hand. He exhaled "haha" between coughs.

He couldn't breathe, but he couldn't stop coughing.

"Cough cough..."

The boy noticed something was wrong and shouted quickly: "Here comes someone, someone comes here, is there a doctor? My young master can't breathe."

Leng Luoyue heard the coughing sound next door and was thinking with a frown, she was coughing so hard that her lungs were about to be coughed out.

Then she heard a cry for help. She immediately looked towards the next room, stood up and said, "Shall I go over and take a look?"

Feng Chenghan frowned and said, "You are not a doctor."

Leng Luoyue raised her eyebrows: "But I know some first aid. I'd better go over and take a look first, just in case I can help. After all, it's a living person's life."

"I'll go with you." Feng Chenghan stood up and said.

Mao Mao'er also stood up. Leng Luoyue pointed at him and said, "You and Xiao Yu'er sit here obediently and wait for us to come back."

"Hmph~" The little cat hummed, pursed his lips, and sat back down again.

The lack of oxygen made Lou Tingfeng's face redder and redder, his vision became a little blurry, and a sense of impending death swept through his body.

"Come to the doctor quickly..." He heard his servant shouting.

"Look for the doctor, I'll go right away."

"What's wrong?" A clear and sweet female voice rang.

With his blurred vision, he saw a woman wearing white clothes and a veil on her face walking in.

When the boy saw a young woman wearing a veil and a tall man wearing a mask and looking majestic come in, he had no time to think about their identities. He only knew that they had heard calls for help, so it was possible that they were coming. If he could save the young master, he hurriedly said: "My young master is coughing and can't breathe."

Leng Luoyue stepped forward, frowning slightly as she looked at the sickly man who was coughing and panting like an old bellows.

She felt that his symptoms were similar to the respiratory alkalosis she had seen caused by hyperventilation.

Without thinking, she directly covered Lou Tingfeng's mouth and nose with her hands, arching the back of her hands.

When the young man saw it, he was dumbfounded. Their young master was out of breath, and this woman even covered his mouth and nose. Wasn't this going to cost him his life?

When Fengcheng Han saw Leng Luoyue covering the unknown man's mouth and nose with her hands, Fengcheng Han looked stern, and the jealousy in his heart was about to overturn again.

"Ahem..." A fragrant fragrance like orchid and plum entered Lou Tingfeng's nose, and the hand covering his mouth and nose felt gentle.

For some reason, his originally tense and stiff body slowly relaxed.

"What are you doing?" the boy asked loudly.

Leng Luoyue shouted louder than him: "If you want your master to survive, hurry up and find me an oil paper bag."

Then he lowered his voice and guided Lou Tingfeng, "Close your mouth and breathe through your nose."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be trying to kill his master, but to save him, the boy immediately ran out of the private room to find the oiled paper bag. (End of chapter)