Looking at Wesley, who was stimulated and became restless, Wanying replied, "Not from Provence......"

"Wanying, my dear, tell me who that is?" Wesley came over to hold Wan Ying's fragrant shoulder, and in an instant he seemed to be a different person, and his expression and tone softened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There are people who slander the Jean Ninevi family for the purpose of sowing discord between us, you are so clever that you can't be fooled, my dear!" Wesley looked at Feng Wanying's standard Oriental beauty's eyes with sincerity.

"Yes, Lydia......"

"Who??"

"It's the gypsy woman!" Wan Ying watched Wesley's every change in expression, she didn't want to hide it because she wanted to know what was going on with the woman and Wesley?

The night of the Seine on her first date with Wesley left too many question marks in Feng Wanying's clever mind.

In order to solve those question marks, Feng Wanying once went to Lydia without telling Wesley.

At night, there is an ambiguous atmosphere on the surface of the Seine, and couples looking for pleasure can be seen on both sides of the river.

Feng Wanying walked along the riverbank, looking for the gypsy woman, until the stone arch bridge was still nowhere to be seen.

This went on for several nights without success.

Until noon one day, Feng Wanying was about to go out from the Ritz Hotel to dine out, and on the crowded street, she saw a flame fluttering in the crowd, and the flame stopped in front of people from time to time.

"It's Lydia......" is really nowhere to be found.

Feng Wanying walked over quickly, "Lydia! ”

The gypsy woman was on the side of the road trying to persuade a young girl to listen to her fortune telling, but the girl ignored her and hurried into a nearby shop.

"Oh, ma'am, when I went out, I told Murch that there would be fortune today, and I didn't expect it to come true!"

"I'm not here to listen to your fortune telling!"

"Oh, that's okay, in addition to telling fortunes, I will also help people relieve their worries, but they all have to ......"

Lydia seemed to see through Feng Wanying's thoughts, she rubbed a few fingers as she spoke, and the crystal beads in her hand shone dazzlingly in the sun.

"That's for sure, as long as you tell me what you want to know, you won't be missing!"

"Thank you, Honorable Madam! But some things are better to talk about in the evening! ”

"What do you mean?"

"The sun is setting tonight, on the stone bridge, see you or ......," Lydia whispered in Feng Wanying's ear, for fear that others would hear it.

With that, she walked forward with her usual steps, and in a moment the fiery red dress floated into the distance of the crowd, her brown-red hair and the string of crystal beads on her hands still glistening in the sun.

When the sun went down and night fell, Feng Wanying walked on the stone arch bridge over the Seine, and standing on the stone bridge, she could feel history rolling forward under her feet.

The banks of the river are lit up like the Milky Way, and the civilization of France is in full view.

Nostalgic people can worship here, but those who have to wait for a long time will come.

An owl stands in the treetops and quarbles, the night is getting darker, the lovers are long gone, and the cool breeze of the Seine gives goosebumps.

Wan Ying thought that the chattering woman must have played tricks on herself, so it's not too early to go back to the hotel!

She walked slowly back along the riverbank, the Ritz Hotel was not too far from the stone bridge, and when she stood on the stone bridge, she could see the lights of the Ritz day and night.

"Oh, ma'am, it takes patience to find answers!" A flame came out of nowhere and floated in front of Feng Wanying.

The flames stopped, but the night breeze still made the fiery red skirt and curly long hair flutter in the wind.

"I thought you weren't coming!" Feng Wanying complained a little.

"Gypsies don't lie!"

"Okay, let's get down to business......" Feng Wanying said as she gave the gypsy woman a stack of money.

"Wow, my dear lady, you are generous!" The gypsy woman took the money and waved her hand into the air.

The owl, which had been "chirping" in the tree just now, flew over and stopped on the woman's shoulder.

"Pick up the dude, you bring the money back to Murch, and tell him not to buy alcohol to drink, or I'll kick his head like a ball!"

The owl seemed to understand her words, and took the money in its mouth and flapped its wings away.

In addition to divination, gypsies also have a history of taming birds and animals for thousands of years, so it is not surprising that Wanying is graceful.

"Say, Lydia......"

"What does Madame want to know?"

"Don't you gypsies have a heart to know the world?"

"Oh ma'am, there's nothing you don't know, but there are some things that I still need Lydia to help with!" The gypsy woman said as she folded her palms together, spinning and rubbing back and forth with each other.

After a while, a white light flashed from between her fingers, and she slowly parted her hands, and Wan Ying saw that there was an extra crystal ball between her hands.

The gypsy woman closed her large, deep-set brown eyes, muttered words in her mouth, and her hands kept rubbing the crystal ball.

As she kept rubbing, the crystal ball shone with a dazzling white light.

She spoke faster and faster...... Suddenly, she closed her hands, the light vanished, the crystal ball was gone, and the woman's eyes opened wide, full of horror.

"Madam, your decision was wrong!"

"What do you mean?"

"You shouldn't have bought Ninevi Manor!"

"Why?"

"It's a sinful, demon-cursed place, and you should get out of it as soon as possible!"

"Please don't go around the bend with me!"

"The owners were all blonde, but Madame Bran gave birth to a gray-blue-eyed child, and then all the blondes died, don't you think there is a hidden sin in this? Ninevie, Sin City! ”

Feng Wanying smiled indifferently when she heard this: "It is the people who make mistakes after all, are the earth, mountains and rivers wrong?" And that was all those years ago! Lydia, I don't want to beat around the bush with you, what's your relationship with Wesley? What did you mean by those words you said to him that night? ”

"Oh, my beloved lady, how could Monsieur Earl take a fancy to me as a gypsy woman? You're too careful! Lydia made an exaggerated innocent expression.

Feng Wanying looked at her pretending to be stupid, and only felt ridiculous.

"I didn't mean that, what's the matter with the dragon you mentioned?"

"There's no man in this world who doesn't love Dragonpo, just as there's no man in this world who doesn't love you! The Jean Ninevie family has gained and lost, and of course what does not belong to them will never belong to them, and I am just kindly reminding the Count! ”

"Boom", a dark shadow flew from the sky, and as soon as the gypsy woman stretched out her hand, the owl just now landed on her palm.