After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 622 Suspicion
Jin Lingcen was shocked: "Can you tell the pulse or can you tell fortunes?"

“It’s all just guesswork.”

Yan Funing smiled faintly and continued to write the prescription.

Soon, the prescription was written.

Jin Lingcen went to get it, but was held back by Yan Funing.

"Why, the young shopkeeper doesn't give me a prescription after seeing a patient?"

Yan Funing said calmly: "This prescription needs to be taken for ten consecutive days. If you want this prescription, please pay a hundred taels for the consultation fee."

Jin Lingcen raised his hand and asked A Meng for the banknote.

Ah Meng took out the silver note and placed it in his master's hand, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, "The young master was right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more vicious she is."

He just took my pulse and wrote a few lines, and he charged me a hundred taels of silver.

But she is really beautiful, a thousand times prettier than Miss Pang.

Seeing the other party move the banknotes, Yan Funing said, "Of course, you can pay in ten days. If your symptoms of acclimatization disappear in ten days, you can pay me one or two taels of medical fee at that time."

Ah Meng's eyes widened immediately.

He said that the pretty young shopkeeper was definitely not the kind of woman that the young master was talking about.

Jin Lingcen still slapped the banknote on the table: "This young master is not short of banknotes."

He stood up and left the private room.

Yan Funing said to his back: "Heart disease needs heart medicine to cure it."

He has been in the capital for so long, and he clearly knows that Pang Anmeng is his runaway bride, but he refuses to recognize her.

Jin Lingcen paused, then quickly leaned on Ah Meng's arm and quickened his pace.

When they reached the courtyard of the restaurant, Ah Meng whispered, "Sir, I think the young shopkeeper has a good heart."

Jin Lingcen frowned.

That girl was so scary that she could actually see that he had a mental illness.

How could Pang Anmeng have the virtue and ability to cause him to suffer from such a mental illness?

In the restaurant, Fu Beimo glanced at Jin Lingcen's receding figure and asked Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law, who is he? And who is Xin Yao?"

"I don't know exactly who he is."

She only knew that he was the southwestern playboy that Pang Anmeng mentioned.

Just then, Xiang Nuan came to the restaurant.

Xiang Yang went to meet her and said, "Sister, why are you here? Be careful or I'll tell the shopkeeper that you've left your post without permission."

"You boy."

Xiang Nuan pretended to hit her, but didn't do so in the end. He turned around and saw Yan Funing in the private room, so he took a few quick steps forward.

"Miss, the robes for Master Beimo and Ali have been made. Do you want to try them on?"

"Go and give it a try." Yan Funing stood up.

Meng Li put the pen, ink and paper back on the counter, and the group went to the clothing shop.

There were already two new blue robes on the counter, one dark and one light.

Fu Beimo chose a dark-colored one, and Meng Li happened to like light-colored ones, so the two young men went into the inner room to try on clothes.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the door: "The two sets of dresses I ordered a few days ago, are they ready?"

Xiang Nuan turned around and saw that the person coming was the woman who had ordered a custom-made high-necked dress last time, so she hurriedly took out the dress that had been prepared behind the counter.

"Girl, take a look. Do you like it?"

The woman stepped forward, looked at the height of the collar, and paid the money.

Didn't say like or dislike.

Yan Funing looked at him calmly. The visitor was dressed like a maid from a wealthy family, so she said casually, "If the collar doesn't fit, you can come and modify it."

The woman still didn't respond. She picked up the clothes that Xiang Nuan had packed and went straight out of the shop.

Watching her go away, Xiang Nuan whispered, "Why are you so rude?" Then he turned to Yan Funing and said, "Miss, don't be angry."

Yan Funing smiled faintly: "I'm not angry."

The fact that the other party didn't speak made her inexplicably curious, and her eyes swept towards Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang understood and walked out quickly.

Soon he came back and reported: "Miss, the woman got on a carriage with a Dong family nameplate on it."

"Dong family?" Yan Fu frowned, "Why does it sound familiar?" "Dong family is the residence of the Minister of Rites." Fu Jiang said, "At that time, the young lady had already divorced the young master, so she didn't know that Young Master Dong came to propose marriage."

Also excusable.

Yan Funing thought of the red mark on Fu Nanyao's neck that day, and now she was custom-making a high-necked dress. She also remembered that Fu Beimo had said that she had the same mark on her neck on the day she returned home.

If it was caused by the intimacy between a husband and his wife, then why when she asked Nan Yao that day, there was no trace of shame in Nan Yao's eyes.

Suspicion suddenly arose in his heart, so he went to the inner room and asked, "Bei Mo, has Nan Yao come back recently?"

"No, my mother said she has never seen a girl who doesn't like to go back to her parents' home as much as she does."

Fu Beimo put on his new robe and strode out.

Meng Li also came out.

Yan Funing's heart suddenly tightened, and she ordered them, "You two go to the Dong family. If you can see Nan Yao, and the Dong family invites you to have a meal, you can go back after lunch. If you can't see Nan Yao, you should come back quickly."

"I'm reluctant to wear my new clothes." Meng Li said, "Sister-in-law, we'll go after we change our robes."

"it is good."

Soon, the two young men set off.

Yan Funing waited in Chengwen Building. An hour later, the two young men came back.

It was exactly dinner time, which showed that the Dong family did not invite them to eat.

"Sister-in-law, we didn't even get into the door of Dong's mansion." Fu Beimo hit his palm hard.

"Nan Yao doesn't go back to her parents' home. Could it be that the Dong family doesn't allow her to go out?" Yan Funing guessed.

Meng Li suggested softly: "Sister-in-law, how about I climb over the wall with Bei Mo?"

"If you are arrested, it will only cause trouble for Nan Yao." Yan Funing frowned, "Let me think about it. At least we need to know Nan Yao's current situation."

"You must be hungry, eat first." She invited them to sit down.

The two young men sat down immediately and devoured the food.

Not long after the meal, Xiang Nuan came to Chengwen Building again.

"Miss, the woman who took the high-necked dress has come back and said that her master is satisfied with the style of the dress. But the size is not suitable, so she specifically asked two tailors to come to her house tomorrow to measure the size."

Fortunately, the size of the ready-made clothes was given by the other party, otherwise he would have been very angry.

"Have two tailors been designated?" Yan Funing asked.

"Yes, it's me and Madam Tang. The other party said they will send a car to pick us up tomorrow."

"In that case, I can't pretend to be a tailor and go to Dong's house."

"Why does Miss want to go to the Dong family?" Xiang Nuan was puzzled.

"Find Madam Tang here. I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Xiang Nuan responded and left.

Not long after, he came back with Mrs. Tang.

Yan Funing said directly: "I suspect that the person who ordered the high-necked dress was my former sister-in-law. She must have encountered some problems in the Dong family. Tomorrow, you can help me ask her indirectly and check if she has any injuries."

"Okay." The two agreed.

Yan Funing warned: "Be careful."

"Miss, we know how to speak properly." Mrs. Tang said.
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The Dong family at this moment.

Dong Kuang grabbed Fu Nanyao's neck, and his voice seemed to flow out of his throat: "Today a man came to look for you, Fu Nanyao, you really surprised me. Even though you have a lame leg, there is still a man thinking about you."

"No, no..."

Fu Nanyao's face turned red from being pinched and she could hardly breathe, let alone speak a complete sentence.

"No? Then there is."

Dong Kuang's fingers were still tightening, and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

Fu Nanyao pried his hands apart with all her strength.

How can she compete with a man in strength?

In just a moment, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Seeing her like this, Dong Kuang kicked her hard: "Don't play dead!"

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