Emperor, please come to the couch: The evil concubine with a black belly is all over the world

Chapter 21

This is the first time Feng Si'an has seen her father's handwriting. The handwriting is strong and powerful, with a strong character, especially the strokes and strokes, which hint at arrogance and a free and easy attitude.Reading words like a human being, Feng Si'an can almost guess what kind of demeanor her father was back then!

The more this is the case, the more I hate Feng Si'an!

Back then, Feng Yunmojiu occupied the magpie's nest, and she did not even see a single word left by her father.How could she not hate it!
Now that Yue Que who could change Feng Yunmo's physique and play for her is no longer there, even though she is not considered a waste now, but without Yue Que, she can no longer restore the stunning, talented and glamorous appearance of her previous life.Look at how arrogant she is!

Turning to the second page, there was a burst of golden light inside.

She was so stabbed that she quickly closed her eyes, and it took a while to relax before opening them again.I saw a few large characters written on the page: "Ice Fan"

She was stunned!
Ice fan?What Mu Qi casually threw to herself before was a fan, which is too coincidental!

There was no time for joy, so he quickly looked down and found that this is actually a high-grade spell for fan control!Although the level is very high, the requirements are also very high, and there must be very few people who can meet the requirements.

Feng Si'an took out the fan.According to the requirements in the book, I started to study carefully.

In fact, there are only a few sentences in the book, but it is extremely difficult to refer to them in detail. After reading it five or six times, Feng Si'an didn't understand it, and she was so angry that she hit her forehead with a fan.

But after knocking twice, she stopped.

It was me who was reckless, even a genius like my father couldn't understand it, even if I couldn't understand it with my useless qualifications, there was nothing to be upset about.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room, and her meditation was suddenly interrupted. Feng Si'an was a little unhappy, but she put the book away and opened the door.

Outside the door was a little girl with an unfamiliar face, she looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, she was wearing a pair of buns, and when she saw Feng Si'an, displeasure flashed across her face, "It turns out that Miss Thirteen Hiding here without saying a word, but it’s hard for me to find it. Let’s go! The patriarch wants you to go to the front hall and says he has something to look for you!”

Feng Si'an looked the little girl up and down, squinted her eyes and thought for a long time, and then smiled slightly, "I don't know which courtyard this sister is from? She looks strange!"

The little girl snorted coldly, cast a disdainful glance at Feng Si'an, and said with some pride: "I work in the Missy's yard. Let's go, it's too late, the patriarch is waiting impatiently!"

"In Missy's yard?" Feng Si'an raised the corners of her lips, "Is it really a maid? I was still thinking about the prestige, either the lady I have never seen before, or the aunt of some young master! A maid is as good as me in front of me." Posing with great prestige!"

The little girl's complexion suddenly changed, she was a little ugly, and she gave Feng Si'an a good look, "Oh, Miss Thirteen's mouth is so powerful, it scared me to death! When the time comes, I will have to talk to you. Miss said, her new sister is not very easy to get along with!"

"Snapped"

There was a crisp slap in the face, and I suddenly remembered that the little maid looked at Feng Si'an in disbelief, and angrily scolded, "You dare to hit me!"

Feng Si'an clapped her hands, took out a handkerchief in disgust, wiped her fingers carefully, and then threw it in front of the little maid, "Hit you? So what if I kill you!"

"How dare you!" The little servant girl was anxious, turned her wrist, and attacked Feng Si'an fiercely.

I heard the eldest lady say that this thirteenth lady is useless, her dantian is useless, and she can't cultivate at all.In this world where strength is the most important thing, she has no scruples at all as a third-level spirit servant.

Feng Si'an didn't want to kill people, so she just took out the Lingyun Fan, but it didn't exert its power.

A fan knocked on the little maid's wrist, and she quickly grabbed her fist with her right hand, and bent down, only to hear a crisp click, and the little maid's hand dropped softly in a strange arc. down.

With a dodge, he dodged behind the little maid and kicked her knee.

He patted her on the shoulder, and said softly: "So good, you kneel down when you know you're wrong. Well then, just kneel here until I forgive you!"

Feng Si'an withdrew her hands, looked at the white soul sitting on the little maid's shoulder, and smiled, as scary as it could be.

The little maid became scared in an instant. She never thought that Feng Si'an, whose dantian was abolished in the legend, would be so powerful.And it can also summon souls, which is too weird!She said tremblingly: "Miss Thirteen, aren't you afraid that Missy will settle accounts with you if you treat me like this?"

"Hey, you're threatening me. If you don't say it, I'll go to my sister and talk to her. If you say it, I should go. Ask her, what should I do if this servant girl threatens the master and still doesn't respect the master?" Stretched out his hand Patting the little maid on the face, Feng Si'an, who was only seven or eight years old, looked very imposing, not losing to an adult at all.Moreover, such a strange temperament appeared on her body, which did not violate harmony at all.

After finishing speaking, Feng Si'an walked towards the main courtyard.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the main courtyard, she heard noisy discussions inside, and saw a lot of people she knew and didn't know sitting on both sides of the lobby, and no one noticed Feng Si'an's arrival.

Feng Si'an saw Feng Qing standing next to the patriarch Feng at a glance.

He changed into a lake blue tight military uniform, a pair of white loose trousers on his lower body, a pair of black boots on his feet, and all his long black hair was combed up.There are no extra pendants, and the introduction is generous, but it should not be underestimated, because his aura alone is enough to instantly kill everyone.

It's a pity that such a stunning man is a cousin!Feng Si'an sighed in her heart.

Looking away, Feng Si'an bowed to the patriarch Feng to the end, "I don't know why the patriarch called Si An here?"

Although the voice was not loud, the whole room fell into an eerie silence as soon as these words came out.

Patriarch Feng coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then said concisely: "Thirteen, this is the chief steward of the Mu family."

In a word, Feng Si'an knew what they were here for.

"Oh? Butler Mu came just in time! Si Anzheng has something she wants to tell the Mu family."

The butler of the Mu family was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of disdain flashed across his face, which was well covered up.

He nodded slightly to Feng Si'an, and then said: "That's really a coincidence, the old man came to Feng's house today, and he was also entrusted by our young master. Back then, your father Feng Zhao could be said to be the number one person in this city. You are a genius, my Patriarch and your father are close friends, because of the special status of the eldest son, we cannot easily get married, so we agreed to marry you and Young Master Biao, and it has been almost ten years in a flash."

(End of this chapter)