Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

An intact Qingfeng City appeared in front of her. People were coming and going in the city, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles. It could be seen that they were living a happy life.

Feng Mian shuttled through the streets, but these people couldn't see her. Feng Mian's body could easily penetrate their bodies. She visited the Qingfeng City in front of her as a bystander.

Although he has not read them all, Feng Mian is sure that today's Qingfeng City, no, it should be said that the capital is still what it was when it was most prosperous.

Feng Mian didn't know why she saw this. She hesitated and walked around Qingfeng City. She wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion. Maybe the jade pendant was in the City Lord's Mansion.

After a difficult search, Feng Mian finally found the palace at that time.

The palace has since been destroyed. Today's City Lord's Palace is just a place where the emperor handled political affairs. Only a few palaces around it are left, and the others have all been demolished. It can be said that the City Lord's Palace has long lost sight of what the palace looked like back then. .

Feng Mian easily passed through the gate of the palace. The palace was very big, and Feng Mian didn't know the direction. He walked casually. After searching for a long time, he found the Qinzheng Hall where the emperor handled political affairs, but...

Why is there a quarrel inside?

The eunuchs and maids standing outside were far away from the Qinzheng Palace. Everyone treated them sternly, as if they were guarding others from entering. Feng Mian became even more curious and walked through the door.

"Didn't you say that thing has been disposed of? But the truth is! Trash!" The man sitting on the dragon chair became furious and angrily threw the tea cup in his hand in front of the kneeling man on the ground.

"Your Majesty, calm down. I will meet with you to find out the actual situation and give your Majesty a satisfactory explanation." This man was neither humble nor overbearing, with a respectful expression.

After the emperor vented his anger, he looked at the firm face of the man on the ground and sat down, "You must investigate clearly at this time. If you can't find out clearly, be careful with your head."

"Yes, your Majesty, don't worry. If I can't give you a satisfactory answer, I'll leave it to you."

The emperor added: "Everyone who knows about this matter has dealt with it. We must not leak any information. Several other countries are watching with eager eyes. We must not let them get hold of it."

"Yes."

Feng Mian was confused here.

The emperor told the minister a few more things. After the minister left, the emperor sat alone on the dragon chair for a long time. Suddenly he got up and turned the vase on the bookshelf, and a secret door appeared.

Feng Mian followed the emperor into the secret passage.

The secret passage was not long, and it took two or three minutes to walk to the end. At the end was a small room with many bookshelves, many of which were dusty. The emperor turned a blind eye to these books and walked straight in.

Feng Mian followed, and finally the emperor stopped in front of a table with many fruits and melons on it. There was a painting on the wall, and a woman was holding a lotus in her hand and smiling happily.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, Feng Mian's pupils shrank.

Ah Nuan!

No, not A Nuan.

Feng Mian instantly ruled out this possibility.

This person has a beauty mark at the end of his eye, but A Nuan does not. A Nuan may be a descendant of this person.

The emperor looked at the woman in the painting in a daze without saying a word. After an unknown amount of time, he turned around and left.

Feng Mian wanted to take a closer look at the inscription on the painting, but her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

"Sister, sister?"

A Nuan's worried voice sounded. Feng Mian slowly opened her eyes and smiled at A Nuan, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

She straightened up and wanted to get up, but An Nuan shook her head silently and said nothing. Feng Mian's sudden coma just now really scared them all.

"Hey, where is Qing Ling?" Why didn't you see him?

"Brother-in-law went to the Prophet's Mansion to find a solution. He said that even if the entire Prophet's Mansion was destroyed, he must see the Prophet."

Feng Mian smiled helplessly.

Zhao Liang and Mr. Zhou knew she was awake and came in to check on her. They were relieved after making sure she was okay.

"You were really scary just now. You fell unconscious without any warning."

Zhao Liang sighed. He had not been able to see his child born back then. Now that Feng Mian was pregnant, he himself hoped that she could give birth to the child safely, so he took care of the couple along the way.

"Sorry for scaring you, I don't know what happened."

Feng Mian coaxed them away, and A Nuan went down to prepare for food.

After they left, Feng Mian thought about the painting he had just seen in the Prime Minister's Mansion alone. If he could figure out the origin of that painting, he might be able to know the origin of Ah Nuan.

But it is not easy to have good dealings with the city lord.

"Mianmian, Mianmian." Qing Ling's anxious voice sounded. She pushed the door open and saw Fengmian sitting on the bed, and her heart was relieved, "How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Feng Mian smiled and said, "It's okay. Don't worry. I heard An Nuan say you went to the prophet. How is it? Have you seen him?"

When Qing Ling left, the prophet said not to tell Feng Mian about their meeting and conversation today, so he shook his head and changed the subject, "I'll ask the doctor to come over and check to make sure."

Feng Mian pulled him and said, "Wait a moment, I have something else to tell you."

Qing Ling had a big question mark on his face.

Feng Mian told Qing Ling what happened in her dream. Qing Ling had the same view as hers. They both wanted to start with that painting. If so, they would have to find a way to meet the city lord first. It would be easiest to get to know the city lord. The way is to start from the Song residence.

"Later, Mr. Zhou and I will discuss how to get on the line with the people in the Song Residence. Leave all this to me. Don't get involved. Take good care of yourself and protect yourself. As long as nothing happens during the day, it will be fine."

Feng Mian's belly is getting bigger now, and it's getting heavier and heavier as she goes back, so she still needs to be careful.

"Ah."

Although she obediently agreed to Qing Ling's words, in fact she had wild thoughts. She was someone who couldn't sit still, so it would be terrible for her to stay at home quietly. Of course, if she had a brush and paper, Or novels and TV series except for that.

She touched her belly with a gentle expression.

As long as he finds the jade pendant, he can go home. Then the child will not have to suffer if he is born in modern times. Otherwise, it will be very dangerous for him, a descendant of modern people, to be born in ancient times.

"Sister, the meal is ready." An Nuan walked in with a smile on her face. When she saw Qing Ling coming back, she smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, there is food on the stove. Go and serve it yourself."

Feng Mian couldn't help but laugh.

It was clearly Qing Ling who gave her the money, but A Nuan was inexplicably more attached to her. Although she was respectful to Qing Ling, she still disliked her sometimes, yes, just disliked her, especially when he clung to her all day long.

Qing Ling was rejected and said helplessly, "Look, everyone is protecting you now, and I'm just a tool."