The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 291

When someone brought Lang Jie over, Feng Yao took a look and found that Lang Jie had grown a lot since he hadn't seen him for a few months.Thinking that young people at this age are changing the fastest, and when they are getting taller, Feng Yao also asked Lang Jie if he is used to being in Sheng'an Hall, and if the food and supplies are good.

Lang Jie was still straightforward, and he didn't seem to have any particular hostility towards Feng Yao, but his tone and attitude were respectful, and he answered them all one by one.

Only then did Feng Yao ask someone to call Xue Ying, Xue Ying's eyes turned red when she saw Lang Jie.But after looking at Feng Yao, he didn't dare to cry, so he just walked over and patted his younger brother's head.Now Lang Jie is about the same height as Xueying.

"You brothers and sisters should have a good talk, remember the time." Feng Yao turned and went back to the inner hall after finishing speaking.He also asked the attendants and servants to evacuate and leave them alone.

Back in his dormitory, Feng Yao sat behind the desk casually flipping through the Buddhist scriptures he had copied by hand, but he didn't know what he was thinking.After a while, Feng Yao got up to change into a casual dress, took out something from the bag and put it in his sleeve, went out and called the attendant: "Prepare the sedan chair, I want to go to Anning Temple to offer incense, and I will stay in the temple for dinner .”

When we arrived at Anning Temple, it was already sunset, and at dusk, it was time to eat fast.

Feng Yao ordered the accompanying guards and two maidservants: "You go to the back hall to eat fast, I will go to the main hall to burn incense first, I don't need to accompany you, it's better for me to be more comfortable."

This is not the first time that Fengyao from Anning Temple has come, and the attendants and maids can't disobey the master's wishes, so they all dispersed.

Feng Yao went straight to the front hall, and besides offering a large amount of sesame oil money, he also asked the monk in charge, "Master, please help me get a palanquin for an aristocrat in the temple, I am in a hurry to go down the mountain."

The sedan chairs of intellectuals in the temple are carried by lay disciples.Some pilgrims are very sincere and walk up the mountain step by step, and some people go up the mountain step by step from the foot of the mountain. When they go down the mountain, they will inevitably be exhausted. The temple has specially prepared sedan chairs to send pilgrims down the mountain.

But when Feng Yao went up the mountain, he had his own sedan chair, but now he suddenly wanted to sit in the sedan chair in the temple, the master naturally guessed a bit.But the monks don't care about ordinary things, not to mention that it is getting late and no one uses the sedan chair anymore, so they simply give Feng Yao the convenience of temperament and ask two lay disciples to carry the sedan chair to send Feng Yao down the mountain.

Fengyao sat in a sedan chair until he arrived at the chariot shop in the city, and hired another sedan chair to transfer. Then he gave some money to the disciples of Anning Temple, thank you, and asked them to wait for a while, and go get something by themselves. return.

After changing and changing, Feng Yao came to Wuweiju in a hired sedan chair.

Now it is the end of the sunset, only a hazy black sky illuminates this narrow alley.The front door of Wuweiju is still deserted, and it still looks like it has never had any business.

Feng Yao walked in with his skirt in his hands, while the shopkeeper on the first floor was still fiddling with his abacus.Feng Yao glanced at him, the shopkeeper seemed to raise his eyelids, but then he lowered his head and went to look through the account books. He didn't know why there was no business here, so he needed an account book.

But only Feng Yao knew that the shopkeeper's raised eyelids meant a lot, so he nodded slightly and walked upstairs.

The second floor is still a cubicle, not a single person.This is the case every time Feng Yao comes here, so he went directly to the third floor.

Just stepped on the third floor, and saw Su Bai's figure coming towards him.Feng Yao smiled and looked up, it was indeed Su Junqing.

"Are you okay?" Feng Yao smiled at Su Junqing.In fact, she didn't need to ask, she also found that he was not very nice.

Thin figure, lonely eyes, except for the gentle smile on his face and the surprise in his eyes when facing him, he is really not good, at least that fairy-like look has faded a lot.

Feng Yao glanced at the room full of treasures, and sighed in his heart.It seems that I put this fairy-like man here, worn out his fairy bones, and stained him with vulgarity.

"Yao'er." Su Junqing called out in a hoarse voice, and then stretched out her arms and embraced Feng Yao into her arms.But he didn't hug her hard, just hugged her to his chest and patted her on the back, then let her go gently.Holding Feng Yao's shoulders with a pair of arms, he looked at Feng Yao carefully.

"I've lost weight, and you've lost weight too. I've grown darker, and you've become more laid-back and philistine." Feng Yao smiled and spoke for Su Junqing.

In fact, as long as they meet his eyes, Feng Yao will be able to know all his meanings.After thinking for a while, Feng Yao took out the ivory whistle from his sleeve and said: "This trip was not in vain, this one was found."

Su Junqing smiled, took the whistle and glanced at it, then said: "It turns out that someone loves this whistle more than me."

"Ah?" Feng Yao was startled, not knowing where Su Junqing saw it.And the whistle was taken away by Mo Li, Feng Yao naturally didn't say that the whistle was in Mo Li's hands all along.Now how could Su Junqing know the difference just by taking a look?
"Musical instruments also have aura. The aura that a man carries around him is naturally different from the aura on a woman. This whistle is full of a man's rigid aura, which is very different from the previous soft and beautiful. Presumably the person who loves the flute People, they must be the people Yaoer cares about."

Su Junqing's slender fingers gently caressed the whistle. The smoothness of the ivory was originally feminine and soft, but now it has a rigidity, which seems to have a bit of texture.

"Hehe, so I can't hide this from you." Feng Yao didn't deny it, but instead said seriously: "I came here in a hurry, so I don't have time to say anything else. Are Junqing used to being here all this time?"

Feng Yao's words have two meanings: to ask Su Junqing if he is used to it is to ask him if he has sorted out the operation of the Wuweiju dark line in the past few months; the second is to leave things to Su Junqing manage.

Naturally, Su Junqing could understand, nodded immediately and said, "Yaoer, tell me."

Feng Yao then said: "Help me to check two people..."

After Feng Yao finished explaining one by one, Su Junqing frowned.Feng Yao naturally saw it, and asked: "What's the problem, Junqing?"

Su Junqing quickly shook her head: "I'm not in trouble, it's just that this matter... will definitely put Yao'er in danger. Junqing doesn't want Yao'er to suffer."

"No, I have carefully planned. Only by using this dangerous move can I compete with that person. Moreover, his purpose of going away this time is not simple. Isn't it to lure the whole capital under my eyes? I reach out to this person?"

Seeing Feng Yao's resolute eyes, Su Junqing could only sigh and nodded: "Since Yao'er has such a heart, I will help Yao'er do things wholeheartedly."

Feng Yao showed a smile: "Junqing is the most reassuring for me. I can't stay for long, I have to go."

(End of this chapter)