After saying this, the wind turned into several gusts of wind and disappeared in place.
He had to think about what would happen if His Majesty came back.
The madam is in a bad mood, the Lord is in a bad mood, the Lord is in a bad mood... It is always their subordinates who are unlucky.
Fu Ling'er looked at Feng Liao leaving, her clear eyes gradually darkened.
"Fang Yi." She called softly into the air.
A secret guard appeared instantly and knelt on one knee, "Fang Yi is here."
Fu Ling'er smiled gently and harmlessly, "Can you help me look up that eldest sister's information?"
"Fang Yi is following His Highness's instructions."
As soon as the secret guard disappeared, another figure slowly came out.
The face is covered with white gauze, and the temperament is gentle.
"Your Highness Ling'er."
"Sister Wanyue, how many times have I told you that I treat her like my own sister. Don't call me Your Highness, just call me Ling'er." Fu Ling'er held the other person's hand.
Sister? When Lin Wanyue heard these three words, a sarcastic smile appeared under her veil.
Obviously they are both born to the same mother, so why is she an illegitimate daughter who has never been exposed to the public? She was sent to the remote Bei'an Country since she was a child and can only be the legitimate daughter of a small family. Not only was he humiliated by Yun Qingyan and disgusted by the people he liked, but his appearance was also completely ruined.
And her sister is the high-ranking Highness of Sifang City
However, Lin Wanyue's thoughts kept changing, but she quickly suppressed them.
"There is no need for Fang Yi to look it up. There is a lot of information about Yun Qingyan, sister. Do you want to hear it?" Lin Wanyue said with a smile.
Fu Ling'er smiled sweetly and said, "Sister Yue, tell me.
Ling'er was very curious about how Protector Feng got to know them. "
Lin Wanyue smiled and said nothing, she raised her head and looked upstairs, adding jealously, "They seem to be going to the top floor.
Yesterday, we were suddenly ordered to leave. Do you think it was because of the brother Jiuque you mentioned... "
Lin Wanyue's words are full of meaning, which makes people daydream.
The expressions of Fu Ling'er and the people in Sifang City behind her suddenly darkened slightly.
Her maidservant frowned, "Isn't the Jiuchong Palace too disrespectful to us in Sifang City
I would rather give it to a few netherworld ants than to us. Our Highness is not angry with this! "The maidservant angrily wanted to find someone to argue with, but was stopped by Fu Ling'er.
She smiled lightly and said, "Brother Jiuque always likes to be quiet and doesn't want to be disturbed.
No matter where you go, the Wind Protector will vacate a pure place in advance, so you don’t have to make a fuss. "In the past, the place was cleared directly, but this time we were able to allow so many people to exist...
Could it be that... Your Majesty is not here
Fu Ling'er frowned, and a vague thought emerged in her heart.
The Bahuang Hotel is not directly under the Jiuchong Palace. It can only be regarded as an external force of Fengyun City. It can be said to be Feng Liao's private property.
Could it be that... Protector Feng likes that woman from the lower realm
Fu Ling'er was startled by her thoughts, but in this way, she could explain why the aloof Lord Feng of Fengyun City could be so harmonious with these people from the lower world.
Feng Liao is a confidant of your Majesty. If you can have a good relationship with him...
A sweet smile gradually appeared on Fu Ling'er's face. Feng Liao was famous for being serious, serious, and loyal, but this also meant that few people could establish a good relationship with him and find out the news about the Jiuzhong Palace...
Feng Liao couldn't get through, so she could start with the woman he liked.
The subtle sense of vigilance in Fu Ling'er's heart suddenly dissipated, and she made up her mind to build a good relationship with Yun Qingyan.
Haha, saw an interesting comment.
Huangyan/Dijiuque: I get jealous and even beat myself up.
Hahaha, what a real image.
(End of chapter)