The left hand was raised, and the slender fingers that were originally hidden in the sleeve poked out, with distinct bones, and picked up the royal blue curtain on that side.

Such a simple action, I almost didn't look at Feng Qian, this explosive appearance, plus this graceful and elegant!

The low voice of discussion outside gradually came into my ears.

"Do you know that the young lady of Fengfu had a ...... with a beggar in the mansion yesterday?"

"What? She's not wrong with her brain, right? How could a good young lady follow a beggar for no reason......"

"Maybe it's because I live in the boudoir all the year round, and I'm lonely, so I ......"

"Nonsense! What kind of eldest lady is she, where did she come from to live in the boudoir all the year round? She's just an abandoned baby picked up by Prime Minister Feng......"

"Oh, what's going on?"

"Didn't the real eldest lady of Prime Minister Feng's family marry into Dongqi? This is just the daughter of Prime Minister Feng's deceased brother, and it didn't take long to get it back......"

"How do you know about this kind of thing?"

"There is a distant relative in our family who is a girl in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she has seen and heard these things with her own eyes and ears......

"Maybe in the past ten years, that Miss Feng has already been a broken flower and a willow......"

"Hahaha, reasonable, reasonable......"

Jun Moying slowly lowered the curtain, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Feng Qian with teasing.

"Feng Cheng is too disadvantageous for the discipline of his subordinates, right?" He deliberately pretended not to understand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Even this kind of thing can be reported?" ”

Feng Qian didn't care whether he was pretending or not, and smiled treacherously: "There is a saying that money can make ghosts grind, and there is also a saying that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward." Anyway, if I give money, they will not let people know that the news was passed on by them, what are you afraid of? ”

And, even if it doesn't work out, she can do it herself.

Just find a few people on the street to give some money, this kind of gossip in the homes of dignitaries and nobles is the easiest to fly.

When the time comes, let alone marrying the right person, I'm afraid that ordinary scholarly families or small families will not want Feng Aya.

Even if Prime Minister Feng is rich and powerful, it is useless, and no one wants to live a green hat for the rest of his life.

So the only way left for Feng Aya now is to marry the beggar who is too low-looking that Shadow Moon found.

Feng Qian hooked her lips, and after the Yin man's trick succeeded, her mood was always extremely sour.

As for her own identity, just from the fact that Prime Minister Feng Cheng was willing to give up his own flesh and blood and recognize her, an outsider, as his daughter, it can be seen that it is absolutely impossible for him to tell her the truth.

So she didn't ask at all.

I had wanted to go out into the streets yesterday while Jun Moying was away to see if I could get any useful news, but Shadow Moon's wood was too difficult to discuss, so unfortunately, she failed.

Now it seems that he can only wait until he goes to the summer resort and probe the wind from Concubine Qi.

But looking at Concubine Qi like that, it is estimated that even if she knows, it can only be some trivial things.

As for another way to learn the truth......

"You're smart." Jun Moying glanced at her, and suddenly made a sound, interrupting her thoughts, and startling her by the way.

Feng Qian's heartbeat missed a beat.

Licking his lips, he raised his eyes to see that his handsome face was full of smiles, and asked her, "When did you sneak out again while I wasn't paying attention?" ”