The young man looked up at the second floor, forgetting to even cover up.

Childe is good...... Male style?

As for the explanation in Grandpa Guo's words, no one listens to this, who doesn't know that the explanation is a cover-up.

Noble was so shocked that he didn't even notice Feng Cheng stepping in.

Feng Cheng deserved to have practiced with the eldest princess of Yongping, and Noble was surprised that she was stunned, her body reacted faster than her brain, and she flashed out when she brushed the ground.

Cheng Guogong looked at the door of the lobby and looked puzzled: "It seems that someone came in just now." ”

Feng Shangshu's perennial eyes are not so good, and he doesn't even see a figure: "Really? ”

Is this an old man who is angry and forcibly changes the topic?

Cheng Guogong looked at Feng Shangshu's reaction and exploded: "What's the matter with you old sour Confucian, you don't believe what I say!" ”

I'm so angry with him!

Feng Shangshu twisted his eyebrows.

Listen to him remind him that he will be called Feng Shangshu if he gets the benefits, and now he is an old sourman?

It was indeed right to eat a few more plates of dim sum from the old horseman.

"Little Er, did anyone come in just now?" Cheng Guogong asked angrily.

Noble looked dazed: "The little one didn't pay attention-"

Feng Shangshu smiled.

Cheng Guogong slapped the table and stood up and strode out.

At this time, Feng Cheng had already walked around to the side of the teahouse, under the window of the elegant room facing the street.

The window was wide open, and the young man changed his usual calm and indifferent, and was waving desperately at her.

Feng Cheng glanced around.

A horse-drawn carriage was approaching in this direction, and several passers-by were walking with their backs.

She jumped and quickly climbed to the window with the help of a hand.

"I just saw my grandmother and your grandfather in the lobby—" His feet fell to the ground, but Feng Cheng's heart was still hanging and pounding.

Lu Xuan glanced out the window, and made sure that no one paid attention to the scene where Feng Cheng climbed the stairs just now, so he retracted his gaze and said helplessly: "Let's drink tea together." ”

Feng Cheng sat down and took a sip of tea to suppress his shock: "Why did you choose the Qingxin Teahouse to drink tea?" ”

"It's probably close to your home, plus it's quiet." Lu Xuan guessed.

"I didn't expect the two grandfathers to have a lot of contacts."

Lu Xuan didn't think it was strange.

Although the grandfather and Feng Shangshu met and pinched, the positions of the two became more and more consistent, they had common political enemies, and it was normal for them to have secret contacts or tacit understanding to reach an agreement.

Suddenly, there was a commotion downstairs.

Feng Cheng and Lu Xuan glanced at each other.

Lu Xuan walked to the door of the room and opened a crack to listen carefully.

The noise faded away.

Soon footsteps sounded, and Noble scurried up to the second floor.

"What's going on?" Lu Xuan asked.

Noble wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Grandpa Guo and Feng Shangshu are fighting again." ”

Lu Xuan paused and looked at Feng Cheng.

The corners of Feng Cheng's mouth twitched slightly: "Look at what I do, I won't trouble you if my ancestor loses." ”

The two old grandfathers pulled each other's beards with their abilities, and of course the juniors did not mix.

"The second elder is not drinking tea, why did he suddenly fight?" Lu Xuan asked Noble.

Noble looked strange and looked at Feng Cheng.

Lu Xuan frowned: "Are you deaf?" ”

Noble had no choice but to tell the truth: "The reason is that Grandpa Guo said that you are not a man, and Feng Shangshu doesn't believe it......"

Lu Xuan didn't react for a while.

Feng Cheng forcibly pressed down the corners of his lips and sent Noble out.

There was no one else in the private room, and Feng Cheng tugged on the sleeve of the young man's shirt: "Lu Xuan? ”

Lu Xuan sat down on the chair and rubbed his face: "Let's talk about what to do." ”

He can't carry this pot!

Feng Cheng also found it difficult to do: "I won't believe my grandfather if I say it, but I can't run to say that it was me who dressed as a man yesterday." ”

After thinking about it, she sincerely suggested: "Otherwise, let it be, and those who are clear will clean themselves." ”

Lu Xuan: "......"

Go with the flow? The purifier is self-purifying?

If he didn't really like Feng Cheng, he would have wanted to beat her.

"What should I do if I go to propose marriage in the future?" The boy asked distressedly.

Feng Cheng blinked.

"Grandfather will think that my family cheated on marriage, right?"

If it was someone else who misunderstood his good manhood, he didn't even bother to give him a look, but it was Feng Cheng's grandfather who misunderstood.

"Feng Cheng." The boy shouted solemnly.

"Huh?"

He grabbed her hand and said, "You are responsible for me." ”

This kind of thing, the more the suspicious man talks about it, the more vigilant the woman is, it seems that it can only rely on Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng looked at Lu Xuan's pitiful appearance and sighed: "Okay, let's figure it out together when the time comes." ”

Lu Xuan curled his lips and smiled.

With Feng Cheng's promise, I can sleep well tonight.

The two talked about King Wu.

"King Wu has been demoted to the king of the county."

The news had not spread for a while, and Feng Cheng was overjoyed when he heard it, and he unceremoniously scolded him for deserving it.

Lu Xuan smiled and asked, "You hate King Wu so much?" ”

Feng Cheng nodded: "It's very annoying." ”

Lu Xuan raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he will be even more unlucky." ”

Feng Cheng didn't hide, but got closer, and asked with burning eyes: "Isn't it time for the truth of the Plum Blossom Nunnery to spread?" ”

The boy put down his hand, stretched out and retracted his slender fingers, but he didn't dare to take advantage of the situation to hold the girl's slender waist.

"It's almost time, and when the news of King Wu being demoted to the king of the county spreads wider, you can act."

Feng Cheng thought for a moment and said, "I'll go and see Jingchen." ”

If you want to reveal the truth about the plum blossom hermitage, Jingchen will undoubtedly stand on the cusp.

When Feng Cheng saw Jingchen in that inconspicuous house, Jingchen was picking up fallen leaves.

The wind blew, and a few ginkgo biloba leaves fluttered like naughty butterflies, one of the leaves was swept by the wind and flew high, and Jingchen stood on tiptoe and couldn't reach it, so he simply jumped up.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the little nun who jumped up turned his head and pinched a handful of ginkgo biloba leaves in embarrassment.

Feng Cheng motioned for Noble to stop, walked in and closed the courtyard door.

"Did the ginkgo trees start shedding their leaves so early?" As if he hadn't seen Jingchen's actions just now, Feng Cheng bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, admiring it with interest.

Jingchen's expression relaxed a little, and he answered softly: "The wind blows down, and it doesn't drop a lot." ”

Feng Cheng had a soft smile on her face, but she sighed in her heart: ignoring Jingchen's identity as a nun, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Master Feng Shi, outside...... How's it going? ”

Feng Cheng knew that Jingchen was asking about the Plum Blossom Nunnery, so he told what had happened.

Jingchen listened very carefully, and when he heard that Jingxin was taken away by the official, he was not very happy, but bit his lip and whispered: "Why are we always ......the ones who suffer?"

Even if Senior Sister Jingxin helped her to abuse, she spent three hellish days in the medicine garden just like her.

Why can people who really harm people stay out of it?

"Master Feng." Jingchen held Feng Cheng's hand, "When can I go to the yamen to denounce them?" ”

After escaping from the Plum Blossom Nunnery, she asked Master Lu who had placed her through Noble Treasure, but Master Lu only asked her to wait.

As soon as she thought that Senior Sister Jingchun was still suffering in the medicine garden, and the Plum Blossom Nunnery on Qianyun Mountain was still a pure place for Buddhism in the eyes of the world, she felt that she couldn't wait.

Every moment of waiting is torment.