Nagato has such a slim waist

When Daman arrived at the assembly hall, Pei Ran and Feng Jingting were still discussing.

As a maid, she did not dare to break into the meeting hall without permission. She looked at the place where Feng Yun was sitting at the door. She saw that the handkerchief was missing, frowned again, and left.

Where had Feng Yun just been?

Wash your hands and change your clothes? Back room, Xushi room...

Daman thought and looked for where Feng Yun had walked, staring at the ground without daring to blink.

But after searching for a long time, I still didn't see any veil.

Everywhere is clean, and there are still servants sweeping...

Could it have been picked up by someone?

As she thought, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in her sight, and she looked up sharply.

Jiang Da smiled, folded his arms, and stared at her.

Daman took two steps back in panic, bowed, turned around and left.

Jiang Dashan jumped up and stopped in front of her.

"What are you hiding from? I will eat you."

Daman lowered his head, "Uncle Jiang."

"You still know me?" Jiang Da snorted coldly, "I thought you had been living with Twelve Mothers for a long time, and you had forgotten your last name and who you are from."

Daman bit his lower lip, "Daman doesn't dare."

Jiang Da looked at her face and hummed, "You don't have to be nervous. Mrs. Chen also loves you and is afraid that you will suffer by the Twelve Mother's side, so she told me to remember to greet you when I arrive in Xinzhou."

Daman's face became even more ugly, and his lips turned pale.

"Thank you so much, madam, for thinking about me."

Jiang Da looked around, hooked his hands, and motioned for her to follow him.

The two of them walked one behind the other until they reached the narrow passage leading to the latrine, and then stopped.

Jiang Da asked: "What kind of recipe did Twelve Mother give you? It's called Jinguike. Is this relevant?"

Daman's face changed slightly.

"Speak!" Jiang Da said impatiently.

"Yes..." Daman heard him say Jin Guike's name, and immediately understood that it was Feng Yun's words that made people listen.

Jiang Da stretched out his hand towards her, "Bring it here."

Daman's pupils dilated slightly and he took a step back.

"That's something for women. Uncle Jiang asked what it's for?"

"What about women? The Feng family may not have only one daughter, Twelve Niangs? Twelve Niangs can use them, but Thirteen Niangs and Fourteen Niangs may not use them?"

Daman looked at him defensively, remained silent for a long time, and begged in a low voice: "Uncle Jiang, Twelve Niang's temperament is very different from before. If the things she told me to collect are lost from my hands, she will not spare them. mine……"

Ah! Jiang Da sneered, "I'll make a copy and return it to you as usual. What are you afraid of?"

"No." Daman shook his head, "She will know..."

"Then you are not afraid of letting her know about your relationship with Mrs. Chen?"

Daman was startled, looked at him with a pale face, and said nothing.

Jiang Da took another step closer, "Have you forgotten your mother? I mean... the mother who gave birth to you... didn't you take into account her wishes? She has been looking forward to you all her life to recognize her ancestors and be a serious person. Girl from the Feng family, what about you?"

Jiang Da stared at her, his eyes were like knives.

"You are so disobedient to Madam. For several months, not a single message has been sent back. Have you forgotten Madam's instructions? Have you forgotten who saved your mother's life? Or do you not want your mother's life anymore? .”

The color on Daman's face has faded.

"Uncle Jiang, it's not that I didn't pass on the message, it's just that Twelfth Mother is keeping a close eye on me and I can't find the opportunity..."

Jiang Da glanced over, half-smiling but not smiling, obviously not believing her.

Daman's eyes were red, "Uncle Jiang, how is my mother?"

Jiang Dao: "What else can she do? She takes medicine every day and is hanging her life. The decoction she takes costs a hundred dollars a month. If the madam hadn't been kind and spent money to support her, she would have died a long time ago. Where is your turn to fulfill your filial piety?"

Daman lowered his head, tears falling down.

Jiang Da sneered, "Why are you crying? Once the errand is done, with just a word from my wife, you will be the serious girl of the Feng family in Xuzhou from now on. You will fly up the branches and become a phoenix. Good times are coming."

Daman had tears in his eyes, "But I am the daughter of the Feng family, right?"

"Innocent." Jiang Da shook his head, "This person's life is either noble or cheap. When he climbs out of the golden nest, he is a phoenix. When he climbs out of the wild dog nest, he is a wild dog. You and Twelve Niang, Thirteen So what if the mother has the same father? Their mothers are precious. They were born as the direct daughters of a golden den, enjoying endless glory and wealth. But your mother is a singing prostitute. You crawled out of a wild dog den without any noble support. , you will be a wild dog your whole life..."

Tears welled up.

Same person but different destiny, she has known for a long time.

She has the same father as the Feng sisters, and she also has the blood of the Feng family, but she has to be their maid, servant, and be driven by others...

Jiang Da shook his head, "Stop thinking wildly. If Madam doesn't say anything, no one can confirm that you are the prince's daughter? Even if you say it, who will believe it?"

Daman lowered his head and folded his arms, "Uncle Jiang is a kind-hearted person, Daman knows it. But Daman really can't leave Jinguike's recipe to you, Twelve Niang will skin me... "

Jiang Da saw that she was still stubborn, and his eyes became fierce again.

"If you have such a temper, you will suffer a lot. If you are not afraid of hardship, aren't you afraid of your mother's suffering? With her illness and her wishes, you really ignored her..."

Daman burst into tears, lowered her head, and wanted to curl up and hide in her wild dog den. It was good to be dependent on her mother.

Jiang Da stretched out his hand again.

"Bring it here! Don't make me say it again."

Daman sniffed, slowly reached into his arms, and handed the folded yellow paper to Jiang Da's hand with tears.

"Uncle Jiang, you have to hurry up. Don't let Twelve Mother find out."

Jiang Da breathed a sigh of relief, "Just wait. I won't make it difficult for you. But you have to be more obedient in the future. If there is any movement on the Twelve Mother's end, send a message to Madam immediately."

Daman raised his head, tears streaming down his face.

"When will Madam... give my mother a status and give me a status?"

Jiang Da raised his eyebrows, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"Yes. When the Thirteenth Mother becomes queen, she will not only give you both your status, but she may also help you find a serious marriage."
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There was a tea set on the stove. Feng Yun and Nan Kui were sitting opposite each other, talking about interesting things, with smiles on their faces.

Daman dragged his feet over, distracted. Xiao Man gave her a hand and asked, "Have you found the girl's veil?"

Daman shook his head.

Xiaoman asked in confusion: "Then why did you stay there for so long?"

Daman looked up at her, but hesitated to speak.

Xiaoman couldn't bear to blame and comforted in a low voice, "It's okay, the girl is not a careless person. If you don't find it, you won't find it. What are you afraid of?"

Daman stiffened.

Does she look scared?

Will Feng Yun notice something strange?

A shrewd person like her would definitely find out.

Daman was a little desperate, feeling that there was a cliff in front of her, and she would soon fall and be shattered to pieces.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Xiaoman held her back and asked curiously: "Sister, what are you doing standing still? Go tell the girl quickly?"

There was a lot of humming, and there was a moment of silence before he went in dejectedly.

"Didn't you find it?" Feng Yun looked at her expression with a gentle expression, "There's no need to look for it. I forgot. I didn't bring out the orchid-scented handkerchief."

His eyes were full of red circles.

The unwarranted humiliation was stuck in his throat.

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. Tears fell down.

"What? I can't tell you anything?" Feng Yun smiled, "Why are your eyes red from crying?"

"No." Daman lowered his eyes, "It was the maid who thought she had lost the girl's veil and was a little scared."

"What are you afraid of, that I will eat people?"

She glanced at Da Man, who looked completely normal, stretched her body, and said to Nan Kui:

"It's time for the general to finish. I'll go take a look."

Nan Kui responded, stood up happily, and bowed.

"Madam, don't worry about things in the store. If there is any situation, Yingniang and I will discuss it. If we can't handle it well, we will report it to madam."

Feng Yun nodded, said nothing more, let Xiao Man tie her cloak, and walked out of the restaurant leisurely.

It's windy outside.

The green flag in front of the store was blown by the wind.

Outside the door of the tea shop, Chun Yuyan and Jiang Yin stood facing each other in the cold wind.

Jiang Yin lowered her head and twisted the handkerchief with her hands. She was very nervous and did not dare to look directly at the Crown Prince Yunchuan who was a head taller than her.

Chun Yuyan didn't speak either. The mask hid the expression on his face, but it could be seen that the emotion in those beautiful eyes was far from the wanton laughter and curses when he faced Feng Yun. He looked serious and serious.

Feng Yun took one look at the scene, smiled, and walked straight past them.

"Feng Twelve." Chun Yuyan turned to look at her.

Feng Yun turned around and bowed to him, "Your Majesty."

Chun Yuyan's eyebrows were a little cold, "Didn't you see me?"

Feng Yun smiled: "I saw it."

It could be seen that Chun Yuyan was very dissatisfied, but after pursing his lips, he hid his emotions and whispered:

"Let me see if your small business is profitable or not?"

Feng Yun laughed and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will only keep my promise. Your Majesty's income will not be less than a penny."

Chun Yuyan raised his eyebrows, "That's not certain. You are not a good person."

Feng Yun shut up.

In front of Jiang Yin, this man was serious and somewhat aristocratic.

Talking to her just became so annoying.

She didn't bother to pay attention.

It was only a hundred steps away from the parliament building, and she didn't want to stay here and feel the cold wind.

She waved her hands slightly and strode forward.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin followed her and looked at her carelessly.

"I heard from Ying Niang that Madam is here, and just as I was about to come to say hello, I bumped into the Crown Prince..."

Feng Yun felt that she didn't need to explain to herself.

But Jiang Yin's eyes were timid, afraid that she would misunderstand something.

"I didn't say anything to the prince. I don't know the prince, but he suddenly asked about me..."

Hearing her hesitation, Feng Yun glanced sideways, "What do I ask you?"

Jiang Yin lowered his head and said a little shyly: "I asked if there is a birthmark on my lower back..."

Feng Yun said: "What did you say?"

Jiang Yin's back stiffened and he nodded, "Yes."

No wonder Chun Yuyan looked like he was mourning for his concubine...

wrong.

Ordinarily, when he finds his sweetheart, shouldn't he be happy and excited?

Feng Yun shook his head, looking down on Chun Yuyan's speed and rhythm of finding people, but he didn't care much.

He looked back at Chun Yuyan, who was still standing in the cold wind, and chuckled.

"This is also fate. The prince wants you, are you willing?"

Jiang Yin lowered his head, "He looks... too scary."

Feng Yun was slightly startled and couldn't help laughing.

"Perhaps you could ask to see his face behind the mask?" (End of Chapter)