Black belly princess, please come to bed

"Miss, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Silver Face seem to be plotting something here!" Outside the wall of Wangyue Tower, Hongxiu whispered.

"Keep an eye on this silver-faced young man and see who he is." Mr. Zhao should be an ordinary businessman, but judging by his momentum today, he doesn't look like an ordinary businessman, and the silver-faced young man, It seems that he is above Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao seems to obey him.

A person who even obeys Mr. Zhao's orders, who would it be?

Knowing that marrying her would be life-threatening, but still want to marry her, the answer is only because of her father, what exactly do they want to plot?

Fenghua had to figure out these answers, and she couldn't be betrayed without knowing it.

It's not that she can't trust her father, but that this matter is so strange that she can't help but doubt it.

"Miss, Mr. Zhao has already left, and Mr. Silver-faced also left in a carriage." Xiaoxiang quickly ran in to report.

"Go, follow him." Fenghua ordered.

Hongxiu immediately drove the carriage over, Fenghua jumped into the carriage, and the carriage rattled away.

"It's the carriage in front, follow him." Along the way, Xiaoxiang whispered to Hongxiu.

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Follow that carriage, a carriage that looks gorgeous and noble, the person who can own such a carriage is obviously a rich and powerful person.

Not long after, the carriage stopped at the Red Gate.

"Hongmen? People from Hongmen?" Hongxiu was surprised, Fenghua walked out.

Hongmen, this is a huge organization in Jianghu, its strength is immeasurable, even the government would not dare to offend it casually.

"Since you're here, you might as well go in and have a seat, why sneak around." The silver-masked young man had already stepped out of the carriage, and the voice came, although it was an invitation, it carried a bit of sarcasm.

Fenghua stepped forward and walked over, since he invited her, of course she was going to have a look.

He has a different friendship with Mr. Zhao, and she is Mr. Zhao's fiancée who is going to marry, so he wouldn't do anything to her.

"My lord's kindness, I accept it." Fenghua walked in step by step, raised his eyes to look at the word "red door", the word "red" in blood.

"Please."

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"My lord..." Following the appearance of the silver-faced lord, someone came out from the door.

Looking at Fenghua, Hongxiu, and Xiaoxiang again, they are still the same as when they came, they are dressed as young masters.

"Mr. Feng is going to have dinner here today. Pass it on. The dinner must be rich." The silver-faced master ordered.

"Yes." The visitor stepped back respectfully.

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Purple Bamboo Forest

Fenghua and Mr. Yinmian walked into this yard together, the purple bamboo forest, the bamboo forest that was rumored to be like a fairyland, unexpectedly appeared here.

The environment is quiet, it is really a wonderful fairyland in the world, the floor is paved with smooth marble, which shows how extravagant this person is.

"My lord." A pair of boys and girls greeted them, a pair of wonderful people, when they saw that there were three strangers following them, both of them were surprised.

"Xianyun, Yehe, Mr. Feng." The silver-faced Mr. introduced briefly and said: "Prepare tea."

"Yes." The two stepped back immediately.

Fenghua glanced at the surprised eyes of the two people. He didn't know what it meant. Was it because he was surprised that someone came here?

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"Xianyun, the young master brought someone to Zizhu Forest, who is this Mr. Feng? Have you heard of it?" Yehe asked after Xianyun who was busy making tea.

"How would I know? I'll ask Mochizuki later. He hasn't been working with the young master all the time."

"I'll ask." Ye He walked out quickly, while Xian Yun walked out with the brewed tea.

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Xianyun brought out the tea respectfully, and the silver-faced gentleman was accompanying that Fenggong under the long pavilion in the bamboo forest.

Fenghua took a look at the surrounding scenery, this guy seemed to be a very enjoyable person, even the yard was made like a fairyland.

"My lord, please have some tea." Xianyun said respectfully, and put the tea down.

Fenghua took the tea, smelled it, and said: "Tieguanyin, it tastes good." He glanced at the silver mask on the face of the silver-faced young man, a person who has to wear a mask when going out and cannot show his true face. I really want to tear off this mask.

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