Looking at the trembling Sun Lan, a kind person like Rao Shi Fengyi couldn't help but smile unkindly.
He couldn't help laughing and said, "It's indeed a lot whiter, and now I'm a jade-faced niche student, can I feel at ease now?"
The pearl powder mask did have some effect. Sun Lan's face looked white for a while, and the acne on her face disappeared, leaving only light acne marks. Looking at Sun Lan's pitiful appearance, Feng Yi was stunned to say that the three-point effect was ten points, which could be regarded as reassuring him.
Sun Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that her performance was a little silly, and couldn't help showing a shy smile that she had not seen for a long time.
"It's good to be white."
His appearance at the moment will definitely not be disliked by Jinghui.
Fengyi invited her friends, "Alan, do you want to rest at my house for a few days?"
He knew about Sun Lan's situation. There were only two people left in the Sun family, Sun Lan and the old man Sun Wen. The old man was on the front line of Zhanjiang Pass at this time, and there were only a few servants and housekeepers left to take care of the mansion in the city. Sun Lan was alone when she returned to the mansion, so she might as well stay at his house for a few days.
Sun Lan declined Fengyi's invitation.
I haven't come back for several years, and there are still some chores to deal with in the house, such as how the housekeeper and servants have behaved over the years, how well the mansion is managed, whether there are greedy ink and misappropriation of expenses... If you have dirty hands and feet, send them out as soon as possible, so as not to mess up the mansion. Smoky.
Even if there are no relatives at home, Sun Lan still has to go back to rectify.
Fengyi was knowledgeable and did not force it.
"That's fine. When you're done, we'll go to the academy to report together."
Both families received the news of their return in advance. The housekeeper of Fengyi's mansion had been waiting outside the city a few days earlier, but there was no movement from Sun Lan's side. The housekeeper who greeted Fengyi was very enthusiastic, and his eyes were full of relief when he looked at the little master. This housekeeper is not only the old man around Fengzhen, but also the elder who watched Fengyi's birth and growth. At this time, looking at Yushu Linfeng, the young master of Fengyi, he was almost moved to tears, and he couldn't help saying Feng Yigao. He was handsome but also lost weight. If he didn't restrain himself, he would have made an arrogant move.
Seeing the familiar old man, Feng Yi's lips also evoked a gentle smile, and the old housekeeper helped him up before he could salute.
"Since I received the news, Madam sent the old slave to wait for the Dalang-Jun outside the city. It can be regarded as waiting for you."
The old housekeeper burst into tears, and was truly moved by Fengyi's return.
Feng Yi sighed and asked about the situation at home.
The old housekeeper said, "Everything is fine, everything is fine in the house."
Feng Yi asked, "I received a letter from the family earlier, and I heard that my mother has contracted the cold. Is she in good health?"
The "mother" in his mouth naturally did not refer to his biological mother, but Wan Xiu'er, Feng Zhen's current successor.
Feng Yi has always respected this stepmother. Before Wan Xiu'er married Feng Zhen, she temporarily lived in Feng Mansion under the tacit cooperation of the father and son. Although the young Fengyi was carefully taken care of by housekeepers and servants, many aspects were still not as delicate as those of the female elders. After getting to know each other, Wan Xiuer often cared about Fengyi's daily life, which also laid a good foundation for the mother and son who were half-way monks. The basics.
Except for the age difference, the mother-son relationship between the two is probably more intimate than that of ordinary noble families.
"Madam's health is already very good, but she's been busy with the affairs of the house recently and can't get out for the time being. That's why she sent the old slave over to pick up Da Langjun." Rarely are stepmothers and stepsons who can get along well, the two have a good relationship, and the old housekeeper also It's very gratifying, after all, home and everything are prosperous.
Fengyi said solemnly, "Mother is an elder, how could there be any reason for her to come out and wait for the younger?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "What Dalang-Jun said is."
After some chat, Feng Yi noticed the situation on Sun Lan's side and frowned slightly.
The two of them were in a hurry to get back, but they both sent news to the mansion in advance, why no one came to pick up Sun Lan
It's just that these words are not convenient to ask in public, so I can only hold them in my heart.
Because of the initial urban planning, most of the ministers under Jiang Pengji's account lived in the inner circle. Fengzhen was one of the first to get the housing title deed. Sun Wen joined later, and the residential location was naturally farther away.
Rao is so, the two are still on the same road for a while.
"Madam, Dalang-Jun is back!"
As soon as Fengyi's frame arrived at the main entrance of the mansion, a domestic servant handed the news to Wan Xiu'er.
"Rong Li is back?"
Wan Xiu'er has lived comfortably and comfortably in the past few years. The years have not left any traces on her face, but have added a bit of the charm accumulated over the years. Looking at that face, Zhen Zhen'er's face was like a goose egg, and her skin was like congealed fat, and her eyes were filled with ripples, not as dead as a deep pool back then. I saw that her eyes were slender, with hooks inward and outward, and her eyebrows were curved like willow leaves in February. Looking at this appearance, who would believe that she was in her early thirties, and that she was a young woman in her early twenties.
"The son greets the mother."
Wan Xiu'er said, "Get up quickly, my son is back, let my mother take a good look at it."
Looking at Feng Yi, who is now beautiful and handsome, Wan Xiu'er felt a lot of emotion in her heart, and she felt a little regretful.
If her first child ever came into the world, maybe...
Thinking of this, Wan Xiu'er was so sorry that she couldn't think about it anymore.
She had a child with the scumbag ex-husband, but the scumbag ex-husband was too scumbag. Under the pressure of her ex-mother-in-law and concubine, she suspected Wan Xiuer's innocence. Lipstick and white teeth insisted that Wan Xiuer was defiled in the bandit village. It even brought out a set of fallacies and heresies—the son of a woman’s first child is the blood of a first-time man, and if she wants to give birth to her husband’s child, the first child must be shed to wash away the loot left by the first man—thus, the scumbag The male husband personally gave Wan Xiu'er the sinister thing that caused her to have a child, causing her to have no child.
Wan Xiu'er was already a little cold, her pregnancy was difficult, and there was another blow, so that she didn't move after marrying Feng Zhen for so long.
Of course, Fengzhen's business trips all year round is also a major reason.
Now that she is over 30 years old, she no longer has any thoughts of pregnancy, and only pours her softness into Fengyi.
"Mother, my son is doing fine now."
Feng Yi turned around to show her.
"I know you're doing well, but I'm always worried when I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Wan Xiu'er saw that the clothes on his body were a little flimsy and the fabric was faded and fluffed, and said warmly, "A few days later, let the servants take over your room. After you have packed up, you can go and see what is missing. Later, let the embroidered mother in the house come to measure it for you, and re-cut some new clothes. The clothes that were left in the house can no longer be worn. "
Feng Yi said, "Okay."
"When Jinlin Academy finishes school, Changsheng may come to the mansion." Wan Xiu'er said with a smile, "The child of Changsheng has become more and more beautiful in the past two years, and she is sensible and considerate, for fear that I will be lonely in the mansion. , I often come over to visit—"
The corner of Fengyi's lips smiled deeper.
at the same time-
Sun Lan wants to doubt life.