"Whose lady is this?"

Yong Ying asked with a smile in his face.

Fang Cai was inside when he heard the palace maid come in and spread the word, but he didn't pay attention to hear which girl it was.

It's just that this was obviously asked to the palace maid.

Feng Jiwen didn't answer herself, she just stood there with her head down, and many relevant records about this eleventh elder brother in history flashed in her mind for a while.

"Back to the eleventh master, this is Miss Feng from Yinglian's mansion. Fang just went in to pass the word, and the palace maid who came out with Yong Ying replied softly.

"Oh?" Yong Ying raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It turned out to be from Lord Yinglian's family." ”

The tone was inexplicably a little disappointed.

Disappointed?

Feng Jiwen didn't know what this disappointment was for...... Probably a dislike for her reputation or something?

She didn't pay much attention to it.

But Yongying didn't leave there.

The reason why he had that question was because he had just talked about next year's draft and the Fujin candidate he was looking for in next year's draft, so he came out and saw a young lady who was obviously from outside the palace waiting here, so he asked in passing.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not the young lady who was going to participate in the draft next year, but Miss Feng.

He had also heard of this 'what Miss Feng was'.

He and Fukangan had studied together in the elder brother's institute for a few years, and their relationship with each other was acceptable, so it was impossible for him not to hear about Feng Jiwen's previous feats of chasing Fukangan.

I also heard Liu Tongxun's miscellaneous poems as jokes.

The rest are scattered, and I have heard of them to some extent, but I can't remember them clearly.

But if you talk about real people, it's the first time I've seen it.

"Miss Feng's posture of supporting the willows, where is she fat?" he suddenly said with a smile: "It seems that Liu Zhongtang is really old, and his eyes are not good." ”

Feng Jiwen: "......"

Where does this talk like a prince?

It's clearly a little rascal in the market, hey.

She herself was fine, but the faces of the palace maids on the side changed slightly, and they subconsciously lowered their eyes.

This eleventh master, when it's good, it's good, but it's frivolous. It's really the kind of occasion that doesn't matter.

How can it be called a bohemian character?

"Why doesn't Miss Feng speak?" Yong Ying looked at Feng Jiwen and smiled, and said, "Raise your head and let this king see what it looks like." ”

Although the tone sounded very gentle, the implication of the command was self-evident.

Xiao Xing Xiaoxian's face suddenly turned red and white when he heard this.

Feng Jiwen really didn't know how his frivolous energy could be used on him. But he knew the truth that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and he only regarded Yongying as a half-grown child, so he seemed very calm, and he just raised his head obediently when he heard the words.

She is neither ashamed nor annoyed by her cooperation. It made Yongying, who had a little curiosity, feel bored.

“……”

Boring.

Flirting with a little girl, if you don't get a response, how can you feel so happy?

At this time, I saw a smile flashing on Feng Jiwen's face, which originally didn't have much expression.

Although it was extremely fast, it was still captured by Yongzhen.

Smile......

Should this be a little girl's reaction after being molested?

"What is Miss Feng laughing at?" he asked with a frown.

"Did the courtiers laugh?" Feng Jiwen asked solemnly.

Yongzhen: "......"

At this time, he was really not smiling, with a wooden face, and he couldn't see the expression he had just faced.

A serious one is lying.

After all, he is a player who has been trained by Concubine Guo, and this little bit of kung fu is still there.

The palace maids on the side all subconsciously glanced at Yongzhen.

None of them heard Feng Jiwen laugh, and they couldn't imagine why Feng Jiwen laughed under such circumstances. Therefore, I only think that the question of the eleventh master is really strange.

Receiving the eyes of the palace maids, Yong Ying laughed.

"Maybe the king is wrong. He turned around and didn't say anything more, and finally glanced at Feng Jiwen, and then walked away.

The two palace maids bowed their heads and sent him out of the front hall.

Feng Jiwen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just looked up and saw this eleventh elder brother, she suddenly thought of the eleventh elder brother recorded in history is notoriously stingy, the most famous should be the allusion of 'cooking horses instead of meals', it is said that a horse died in the house, reluctant to throw it, and let the kitchen cook a meal to save the cost of the house......

Qianlong has been trained many times. But it's not very useful......

A dignified prince, to such a point, can be called rare in history.

And Fang Cai, the main master, stood in front of him, and Feng Jiwen didn't hold back. Almost broke.

Although she was a little happy, Feng Jiwen was a little scared in her heart at this time, in the end, this palace was not somewhere else, her words and deeds were very important, and her reaction was too unscrupulous.

If the concubine knew. Can't you punish her for kneeling for three days?

When Feng Jiwen was secretly reflecting on herself, the palace maid who went to send Yongying over there had already turned back, and she came to Feng Jiwen to be blessed, and said, "Let Miss Feng wait for a long time." Niangniang is waiting to see Miss Feng in the ear hall, Miss Feng will go in with the slave maid. ”

Feng Jiwen retracted her mind, said softly, "I'm tired", and then turned around with the palace maid and entered the ear hall.

Smoked ambergris, the exquisitely ornate ear hall is as warm as spring, and the royal blue satin embroidered peacock picture flag dress of Jia Guifei sits on the Luohan bed covered with a soft blanket, and two enamel tea bowls are placed on the small coffee table in the center of the elbow.

Feng Jiwen was led forward by the palace maid and saluted.

Concubine Jia straightened up and sat down, raised her right hand with a smile and made a gesture of support, and instructed the palace maid on the side: "Give Miss Feng a seat." ”

"Thank you, Concubine Jia. ”

Feng Jiwen gave another salute, and Fang sat down on the tassel drum bench on the right side of Concubine Jia's maid when the palace maid moved.

Concubine Jia glanced at her without a trace.

The little girl sat there with her eyebrows lowered, her back naturally straight, her hands folded on her knees, and she looked very polite and polite.

It's just that the fair and delicate skin, and the indifferent temperament of the whole body, made her suddenly think of another person.

Although it can't be compared, it is five or six points similar.

That person is in Jingyun Nunnery, but the person who is still 'missing'......

Concubine Jia narrowed her eyes slightly, covered the look in her eyes, and opened her mouth with a smile again: "I summoned you here today, and there is nothing to do, but at the banquet in Jingren Palace last time, I left you to talk for a while, and I felt very fateful." I didn't see each other for a few days, but I was a little panicked, so I summoned you to Jingren Palace to talk to me. It's all in your own home, don't feel inhibited. ”

Feng Jiwen responded when she heard this: "Yes." ”

But a few words flashed in my heart, "What is this situation"?

She really doesn't believe it, if she really wants to talk to her, how can she not even prepare a plate of melon seeds necessary for nag?

Although I feel a little hungry when it comes to melon seeds, this doesn't seem to be the point.

The point is that the last time she stayed to talk, she listened quietly and laughed the whole time, even if she occasionally answered a sentence, she also wanted to be more official and more official, and she wanted to be more pretentious and pretentious.

But!

The palace maid who came over there to serve tea, in addition to preparing a few snacks, actually brought a plate of melon seeds......

At this time, Feng Jiwen's expression in her heart was dumbfounded.

However, the next situation really made her feel puzzled, even if it was not an exaggeration to say that she was confused throughout the whole process-

Excessive convulsion, triggering a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, mosquito death, died at the age of 15, the full text is over.

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