Chapter Ninety-Six: Beauty Is Rare
"What's going on in the Princess's Mansion lately?" The woman who asked was dressed in a rose-colored embroidery, stunned by a certain stalk, and pulled the slaughter, climbed and ci, played tom, and paid a sigh of praise;
"Because of Miss's disfigurement, the Bai family sent someone to the princess's mansion to find the theory of the princess, but they were all blocked."
"Everything has its own karma, help Wen Yu deal with it well, don't defile the faΓ§ade of the princess's mansion."
"The subordinates obeyed. There's one more thing, but ......"
"Say."
"Princess Feng is rectifying her salutes, and it seems that she is going to leave for China at noon today."
The originally lazy body straightened instantly, "Got it, stand down." The woman turned and got out of bed, and sat in front of the bright bronze mirror, with her eyebrows and lips, and the depths of her eyes hidden the feelings she had suppressed.
Is Feng Xiaowei leaving?
Princess's House
"Jinzhu Gongzi, it's really strange." Feng Xiaowei was covered with a red veil and laughed, the vermilion tears in the corners of her eyes were shaking, "It's a pity that Xiao Rao'er is not here." β
Yan Zhuo took leave for business, there was no principal in the house, he was entrusted by Yan Zhuo to see off Feng Xiaowei to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, "Do you want to kill Wan'er like this?" β
"I don't dare, look at the face of Miss Bai, where can I still see the original flower and moon appearance. Jin Zhu Gongzi only relied on a bottle of potion to bring down a Bai family, I don't have the ability to fight against you. β
These words can't be heard praise or criticism, and they make people feel uncomfortable for no reason, but fortunately, Wen Yu is not a person who is quick to speak, "Chuanxiong, help Princess Feng get into the carriage." β
Chuanxiong walked up from behind with great reluctance, and when Childe was angry, he would use him to deal with outsiders. It was a great shame to ask him to help a man dressed as a woman.
Someone had already set up the wooden ladder, Feng Xiaowei put her hand on Chuanxiong's arm, and got into the car elegantly with her skirt, before the curtain was lowered, she smiled meaningfully at Wen Yu, "There will be a period later, Jinzhu Gongzi." β
Wen Yu frowned, pursed his lips and did not speak. The carriage drifted away.
"Childe, go in, when the Bai family sees it, it will be entangled again." Chuanxiong looked around and saw that there were servants of the White Mansion.
"Hmm."
On the road leading out of the city gates, a richly decorated carriage drove slowly.
"Princess, someone has been following us since the princess's mansion."
The closed eyes opened suddenly, Feng Xiaowei lifted the corner of the curtain behind her, and a corner of the rose-colored embroidered skirt was faintly visible in the noodle shop ten meters away, and her thin lips were slowly hooked, "Don't mind." β
Yao Yan stood in the crowd and watched the carriage pass through the city gate, through the wooden bridge over the moat, gradually turning into a small black dot, and there seemed to be a demagogic smell of him in the air.
Goodbye, Feng Xiaowei.
It should never be seen again.
Wu Mansion Study
"Young master, the dyeing workshop and garment shop in the north of Baijia City have been acquired, this is the title deed." The butler handed over five yellow envelopes, "The White Mansion has been becoming more and more unstable recently, and I believe it will be annexed soon." β
After Bai Bailing was disfigured, all the people who originally asked for relatives disappeared, and the Bai family was only one ding, and the incense was broken. Mrs. Bai washed her face with tears all day long, and finally couldn't afford to get sick. Mr. Bai couldn't stand the blow, and made frequent mistakes in his business, and after making ends meet, he laid off a large number of employees, lost many talents, and many shops also mortgaged them to appease people's hearts and treat his wife and children.
The physical and mental torment made him look like he had aged ten years overnight.
"Hmm." Wu put the title deed into a wooden box and "spent a lot of money to hire the layoff talents of the Bai family and let them manage the dyeing mill and garment store in the north of the city." Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
"Yes, young master." Let them manage their original shop, not only gain the trust of the other party, but also save the time of training, the young master is really a business wizard. The butler stepped back with a violent cough.
It's a pity that the long-term illness has become a disease. If you know how to do business again, it will only pave the way for the second young master.
After the door was closed, the coughing gradually stopped, and Wu took a sip of tea, his eyes under the mask were so deep that he couldn't see his expression.