"So, is it strange that I would appear near the Moonlight Tower?" Feng Wu glanced at her.
Yan Yan: "..."
Others looked at Feng Wu in confusion, and Master Yan frowned even more: "I sent someone to send this Jiuyou Dragon's Tongue Grass, is there any problem?"
The corner of Feng Wu's mouth raised an indifferent radian: "Nine secluded dragon tongue grass is no problem, but—"
"Miss Yan often goes to Concubine Tang's yard?" Feng Wu smiled lightly.
"Yes—" Aunt Tang had no way to come out, but the maid beside her stood up at some point, and she stared at Yan Yan, "Miss will come here from time to time, and she often plays with the pot of Jiuyoulong. Tongue grass, we also checked the soil in the pot and found nothing unusual, so I didn't take it to heart."
"Stupid." Feng Wu sneered.
madness
Everyone looked at the phoenix dance in confusion, where did these words come from
Just when everyone thought Feng Wu was going to give the answer, she saw Feng Wu changed the topic, she stared at Feng Liu's ginger yellow fairy dress, with a smile instead of a smile: "When Miss Yan goes to your yard, do you often wear it? This one?"
Concubine Tang's maid is called Xiaodie. She tilted her head to think about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Yes! It's this dress. When the eldest lady comes, it's often this dress. Is there something wrong with this dress?"
The phoenix dance is pulling the words, and the others are still puzzled, but Yan Yan's face has turned pale, she glared at the phoenix, and said angrily: "What skirt I wear, can you control it? ?!"
Feng Wu smiled lightly, and said slowly and slowly: "I can't control it, but someone can control it."
With that said, Feng Wu turned her head to look at Master Yan: "Miss Yan's dress is dipped in colorless and tasteless turmeric withered grass juice, is Master Yan ready to turn a blind eye?"
"Turmeric withered grass juice?" Bai Yaoshi exclaimed, "If these two are combined, it will cause toxins and accelerate blood flow. Pregnant people will smell it for a long time, but they will slip!"
For a time, everyone looked at Yan Yan!
Yan Yan sneered: "Feng Wu, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Yan Yan turned her head and said loudly to everyone: "I, Yan Yan, can swear to God! My clothes are not stained with turmeric deadleaf juice, and I have absolutely no idea what will happen after the fusion of Jiuyou agave and turmeric deadleaf juice. It has a slippery tire effect! If you don't believe me, I can hand over this skirt for inspection!"
Yan Yan's righteous words are firm, frank and sincere!
For a time, everyone's eyes on Feng Wu changed a little... Could it be that Feng Wu is slandering Yan Yan
Things have developed so far, and many people have been confused.
"Okay, I'll check." Bai Yaoshi said seriously, "If His Royal Highness believes me, how about a small official to do this check?"
Jun Linyuan's unfathomable eyes like an abyss glanced at Feng Wu.
At this time, as long as she is a little softer, he can favor her, but she stands proudly and confidently.
"Yeah." Prince Jun looked at the cunning girl like a civet cat with interest, and snorted softly from his nose.
Feng Liu went into the room and changed into a dress, and Bai Yaoshi was about to leave with the ginger-colored Liuxian skirt.
Yan Yan glanced at Feng Wu proudly!
Originally, seeing her swearing appearance, I thought she knew everything, but it turned out to be blind!
Just when Yan Yan was complacent—
(End of this chapter)