After being favored by the bosses, she made a lot of money

Chapter 120 Is this a blessing or a curse?

"That's good."

Soon, it was the first night of the banquet.

Feng Jiaojiao has been a good girl for a long time.

She doesn't come out of the boudoir, doesn't see outsiders, doesn't move much, eats little for three meals, and even refuses to talk much.

Even the nervous Feng Youlan noticed something was wrong.

She came to her on the pretext of wanting to practice sword with Feng Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you recently, why do you feel bored?"

If grandma hadn't invited the imperial doctor to check that Jiaojiao was fine, she would have thought that there was something wrong with Jiaojiao's body.

Feng Jiaojiao hugged a small heater and lay on her side on the couch.

"My sister who has nothing to do, maybe it's because spring is here and I'm a little sleepy. Today is too late, and there is a banquet to attend tomorrow, so Jiaojiao won't practice sword with my sister today."

She has other pressing things to do today.

"Ok."

Feng Youlan looked at Feng Jiaojiao's look of being unable to raise her spirits, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But helplessly, the excuse Jiaojiao gave was really aboveboard.

Well, let Jiaojiao take it easy for tomorrow's banquet.

The figure of her personal maid walked in and smiled back: "County Lord, County Lord Jinghua came to visit and said that he wanted to learn martial arts with you."

Feng Youlan immediately jumped off Feng Jiaojiao's bed: "Okay, I'll be right there."

Thinking of Feng Jiaojiao again, she turned around and said to Feng Jiaojiao: "You should rest well!"

Then he ran away without a trace.

Feng Jiaojiao still didn't react too much, she just looked at the hand stove in her arms in a daze.

An Qiao at the side also looked at her young master with worried eyes.

Ever since Jiaojiao came out of Qingli Courtyard that day, she has become increasingly dull day by day.

She could also feel the strange atmosphere between Feng Jiaojiao and Feng Chupin.

But as a slave, the master didn't want to say it, and she couldn't ask again after asking once or twice.

Even when Mrs. Zheng came to ask, it was a little difficult to answer.

If you answer too much, you are considered a traitor.

If there are fewer answers, it counts.

The one from Qingliyuan is also suffering these few days.

Although she still came to the king's side three times a day, every time the girl either escaped sleepiness and wanted to sleep, or had a book to read.

Anyway, there are various reasons to evade seeing him.

Of course, she was only doing this to Feng Chupin.

In this way, anyone who is not blind can roughly guess that there is a problem with the two.

I don't know what happened between the two to cause such a stalemate.

But over there, the one in Qingli courtyard is even more stubborn.

Even if the master refuses three times a day, there is still a photo three times a day.

It just turned the visit into sending Ruyi cakes.

Every time I just delivered the things in person, and then sat on the stone table and chair in the yard and played chess by myself.Not to mention the meeting.

The two seem to be in a deadlock at the same time.

As a servant girl, An Qiao was naturally worried.

Seeing that her little master is getting thinner and quieter every day, don't be depressed and sick.

There was no emotion on Fengjiao's delicate and tender face, she lowered her eyes faintly, and asked without emotion: "I heard that there is a shop in South Street, and his wishful cakes are very good. I just don't know, Can I buy it this evening, I really want to try it.”

An Qiao was worrying about how to persuade Feng Jiaojiao to eat two more bites, when she heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, and she said, "Don't worry, little master, since the young master wants to eat, even if the old master cooks it, I will do it right away. I'll buy it for you."

After saying that, An Qiao immediately set off and decided to go there in person.

Feng Chupin was still sitting in front of the stone table and chair, playing chess by himself.

The wind is still a bit cold at night.

These Seven Young Masters are also very patient.

After all, it is the master, when An Qiao passed by Feng Chupin, she still saluted him, and then planned to go out.

Feng Chupin stopped her: "What is your master asking you to do in the middle of the night?"

He seemed to ask casually, and his hands clicked down again.

An Qiao could only turn back and reply: "Master, my young master wants to eat the Ruyi Cake from the newly opened store on South Street. I'm going to buy it now."

Feng Chupin raised his eyes: "The new one on South Street?"

Of course he knew it, after all, his invisible economic lifeline was all over the capital.

Even if there is a new guy in a store, he knows better than others.

An Qiao nodded: "Not bad."

The tree shadow on the side saw what the master meant, and immediately cupped his fists: "This subordinate, go now, and bring it back as fast as possible."

He has lightness skills, and if he wants to go back, he is much faster than An Qiao who can only ride a horse.

But Feng Chupin shook his head: "I'll go." He stood up.

Leave a sentence: "Take care of your little master."

It was rare that Jiaojiao finally had something to eat, so he got up and left almost immediately.

The shadow of the tree followed behind, and An Qiao looked at the backs of the two in a daze.

Should I say it or not, this young master Feng Qi is still very good to his young lady.

As long as it's about their young lady, this Mr. Feng Qi never shirks.

It sounded again the details about Feng Chupin's life experience that she had heard before.

She sighed.

I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.

From behind came the saluting voices of the little maidservants: "Miss Princess."

An Qiao immediately turned her head and saw An Bao'er coming out wearing a cloak.

"Princess Princess, it's still a bit cold at night, why did you come out?" An Qiao immediately greeted her.

Feng Jiaojiao handed her a letter: "You give this to Xuandi Qingwen, and tell him to return to me quickly."

It was rare for her to put away her charming appearance and tell An Qiao.

An Qiao almost subconsciously glanced at the direction where Feng Chupin had just left, and then looked at Feng Jiaojiao's eyes, as if she understood something instantly.

She immediately calmed down and took the envelope: "Yes."

Then he turned around and left.

Feng Jiaojiao ordered the rest of the people in Yuan'er: "What are you supposed to do? If anyone comes, just say that I'm asleep and don't see them all. I haven't been out of Baoyue Pavilion today. If there is any leak, you all sit together."

"Yes!"

Feng Jiaojiao wrapped her robe tightly, walked out the door, before reaching Qingli Courtyard, she released Gu insects, which stunned all the servants in Qingli Courtyard.

She seemed to be in no man's land.

Feng Jiaojiao came to Feng Chupin's room with familiarity, opened the secret compartment in the basement, and walked in.

It was still gray inside.

Covered in chains, still kneeling.

With disheveled hair, taking advantage of the blood all over his body, he is very desolate and desolate.

The person's description became even more embarrassing.

Holding the candle on the wall of the dark room, she approached the man little by little.

"cough"

The man coughed very lightly.

He raised his head vigorously.

His handsome face was full of pale and weak sickness.

His long hair was disheveled and he was in a mess, but his smile was as usual: "Are you here?"

Helian Yichu seemed to be greeting an old friend.

Holding the candle in her hand, Feng Jiaojiao looked at his smile and frowned inexplicably.

She stopped in front of him: "You knew I would come?"

(End of this chapter)