Chapter 20: The Unfathomable
"Lord An. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xin Huaiye made a brief salute to Murong Hao.
Wang Ye An nodded slightly, and his eyes signaled, indicating that the arrangements had been made.
Xin Huaiye expressed his understanding and bowed slightly.
"Lord An." A black figure came from behind, Murong Hao was a little surprised to see the person coming, he just sent him a post out of courtesy, he didn't expect him to really come.
"Shan Shangshu, rare guests." Prince An stepped forward to welcome.
Shan Fengyin is wearing a simple black power suit today, and the whole dress does not even have a single dark pattern, which is simple and rare.
It's just that he was wearing such simple clothes, but the limelight overshadowed all the people here, and the people present, who didn't look over here intentionally or unintentionally.
Murong Hao couldn't help but think of that rumor, and subconsciously looked at Shan Fengyin, but his eyes touched his eyes without the slightest warmth, and he turned away all of a sudden.
"Lord An is polite." Shan Fengyin glanced around casually, taking in all the surrounding situations, and then said to Murong Hao: "Lord An, I don't know where the books are." β
Shan Fengyin didn't speak politely, but none of the people present felt offended, he was originally such a temper, even in the face of today's saints, there was not much smiling.
"Butler, you take Master Shan over." Prince An specially arranged for the palace housekeeper who was eloquent and extremely active, to take Shan Fengyin over.
"Why is he here?" Waiting for Shan Fengyin to leave, Murong Pei jumped out: "I just saw a person's back from a distance that looked like him, so I deliberately didn't come, I didn't expect it to be him!" β
"Master Shan, what's wrong?" The housekeeper of King An's Mansion saw Shan Fengyin stop and asked with some trepidation.
Although he is usually quite tactful, his heart will still tremble in the face of the person in front of him!
The prince really looks down on him too much!
"Nothing." Shan Fengyin shook his head slightly: "Continue to lead the way." β
"Look, he stopped, did you hear what I just said?" Murong Pei saw that Shan Fengyin's back was not moving, and hurriedly asked nervously.
"It shouldn't be, it's all so far away, but Ah Pei, you should pay more attention to what you say." Murong Hao reminded with a smile.
There are no rumors in the capital that Shan Fengyin will be strong in martial arts, but Murong Pei is too nervous.
At such a distance, ordinary people can't hear what he says.
"I know, I know, I'll pay attention next time." Murong Pei nodded again and again, touched his nose again, and smiled a little flatteringly: "Huaiye, is Doctor Fu from your house here?" β
When Xin Huaiye heard this, his brows frowned slightly: "What do you care about?" β
"Ahem, everyone has a love for beauty." Murong Pei said: "And Doctor Fu's appearance is rare in the world, I have a normal psychology, Huaiye, you are strange, aren't you excited?" β
Xin Huaiye was slightly stunned, and then shook his head slightly.
Fu Jiaojiao is indeed very beautiful, beautiful is rare in the world, but he knows that he is the first in his heart, such a beautiful woman should be worthy of only the unique favor in the world.
Moreover, he promised Brother Fu to take care of his sister, although Fu Yu looked ordinary, as long as Fu Yu nodded, he was willing to marry at any time.
In this way, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be tempted.
Xin Huaiye has always been extremely self-disciplined, knowing that it will not be possible, he will not indulge his heart.
"You're such a freak." Murong Pei couldn't help but complain, and turned his head to look at Murong Hao again: "Little Uncle Huang, you just met Doctor Fu, whether she is beautiful or not, makes people's heartbeats can't help but accelerate." β
Murong Hao couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Fu Jiaojiao that day, she was wearing a bright yellow gauze skirt, and she got off the horse lightly, just like the fairy he imagined when he was young.
He used to think that women were either delicate and weak like his fiancΓ©e back then, or like those women in the harem, no matter what they did, they were full of calculations.
For the first time, he realized that there was such a woman, full of vivid colors, and people couldn't help but want to keep their eyes on her.
"Ahem." Murong Hao coughed lightly twice to hide his emotions: "Ah Pei, let's go and see today's layout first." β
Murong Pei was not sensitive, and he didn't notice Murong Hao's abnormality, but Xin Huaiye glanced at Murong Hao with some surprise.
"Doctor Fu, do you have brothers and sisters at home?" Mama Lin asked with a smile, she was supposed to entertain all the female dependents, but when she met Fu Jiaojiao, she was really happy, and she couldn't wait to find out all her circumstances.
"There's a brother who doesn't make it." Fu Jiaojiao said, her eyes slightly swept over Fu Yu, who was standing aside to decorate.
Fu Yu touched his head and said he was innocent.
"Sister Fu, don't brush your hair, the hairpin on your head should fall off." Although Fu Jiaojiao is more patient with the elderly, she doesn't like people to inquire about her family's situation so much, so she used Fu Yu to change the topic.
"Mama, let me take Sister Fu to fix her hair first, so as not to surprise others."
"Okay, okay, then you go over first, Mama is very happy when she sees you at first sight, and you will often come here to play in the future!" Mama Lin saw that Fu Yu's hair was indeed a little messy, so she immediately glanced at her with some reproach, turned her head and said to Fu Jiaojiao with a smile.
is really a good child, his temperament is also docile and docile, he speaks more politely, and treats others kindly, Mama Lin is more and more satisfied.
Look at the Fu girl next to her, they are all surnamed children, why are they so different in temperament.
It's just that the appearance is poor, and the temperament is not good, and I don't know whose son is so unlucky.
"Thank you for your love." Fu Jiaojiao smiled and watched her go away.
"Mi'er, go and help Sister Fu clean up her hair." Fu Jiaojiao said, and motioned for the other two maids to follow.
Although Fu Yu had some doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to refute it, and obediently took the maid away.
"Master Shan is here today, too." When they were far away, Fu Jiaojiao looked at one place and said loudly.
Shan Fengyin was slightly shocked in her heart, not to mention the distance between the two, she deliberately adjusted her breath, she didn't expect her to be aware of her existence so quickly.
It's no wonder that she was evaluated as "unfathomable" at the beginning.
Shan Fengyin remembered that when they met for the first time, she followed her later, and she must have found out too......
Fu Jiaojiao actually doubted herself a long time ago.
Thinking about it like this, he recalled the appearance of those sons of families who he deliberately learned in order to get close to Fu Jiaojiao, Rao is a person like Shan Fengyin who has experienced ups and downs, and his heart is not very calm.
"Miss Fu." Shan Fengyin walked slowly.
"I thought that Lord Shan was very busy every day, but I didn't expect to see you here today."
"Today is my Mu Xiu, and it is rare for Prince An to have a book meeting, and Shan naturally can't miss it."
Fu Jiaojiao glanced at Shan Fengyin, and couldn't help asking: "I didn't expect that Master Shan is still such a book lover, I have a doubt in my heart, I wonder if Master Shan can tell me, is there such a person as Shen San?" β
The transition between his two titles, "Shen" and "Shan", is extremely natural.
Shan Fengyin glanced at her in some surprise, she didn't expect her to suddenly ask about this, so she shook her head and said, "No." β
Shen San is him, Shen is his mother's surname, the paper umbrella shop is also her mother's dowry, and the third is the ranking of his family.
Now that he is Shan Fengyin, there is naturally no Shen San in the world.
It's just that these don't need to be explained in detail with Fu Jiaojiao.
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