Jiang Nanlei thought so, and expressed great appreciation for the sister-in-law's vision and analytical ability wearing a coarse cloth dress of eggplant purple and carrying a bamboo basket.

That's right.

How could a dignified emperor marry a little girl who opened a wine shop.

It must have been that girl who didn't even eat a peanut when she was drinking in the wine shop, so she was so drunk that she spread the news of her upcoming engagement to the emperor everywhere.

The woman in blue, who knew more inside information, hurriedly said, "Old sister-in-law, this matter is not groundless! Yesterday, my son happened to pass by around the Fengfu Wine Shop, and saw with my own eyes that the chief butler of the Emperor's Mansion was holding the dowry gift list in his hand and took it to the Fengjiao girl to see. Of course, it wasn't just me who saw it at the time, many people saw it. ”

"Really?" The purple-clothed sister-in-law carrying a bamboo basket is still a little skeptical.

Although for ordinary people like them, being able to marry a daughter-in-law like Miss Feng Jiao who opened a wine shop can be said to be smoking from the ancestral grave.

But after all, the high-ranking emperor is different from them ordinary people.

Seeing that the woman in purple did not believe her, the woman in blue said, "In my opinion, this thing is eighty percent true." Miss Fengjiao is good-looking, and she can still make money. Now in our Ling'an City, who doesn't know Fengfu Food Group? Who wouldn't want to try the high-priced food at Fengfu Restaurant? ”

The woman in purple thought for a moment and said, "That's right. Miss Fengjiao is not only handsome, but also young. The Emperor is at least 10,000 years old, right? Men, who doesn't like young and beautiful, delicate and delicate, and smart little girls. ”

Two women in coarse cloth clothes walked away with baskets on their shoulders, laughing and laughing.

Jiang Nanlei stayed where she was, her face was already extremely pale.

No way!

She definitely can't stay in this kind of place.

She wants to go to the Fengfu Wine Shop, she wants to go to the Emperor's Mansion, she wants to personally verify that the so-called news that the Emperor is about to get engaged to that Fengjiao girl must have been managed by the little slut Fengjiao herself!

She quickly approached the Emperor's Mansion, but saw that Lingshan was there, directing everyone to hang a festive red lantern at the door of the Emperor's Mansion.

"Give me some energy! The master finally has a wife, and we have to decorate the mansion beautifully, so that it is festive enough! ”

Everyone was busy and found that Xing'er and Qianmo had brought them a whole carton of milk and red bean paste popsicles.

"Let's take a break! This was specially sent by my wife to let everyone cool down. ”

The busy crowd cheered, and as they stepped forward to receive the popsicles that Apricot had distributed to them, they praised Madame's cooking skills, as well as her carefulness, gentleness, and thoughtfulness.

Seeing this scene from afar, Jiang Nanlei only felt that her heart, liver and lungs were about to explode.

It turns out that those things circulating in the streets and alleys are not just false rumors, it turns out that that Feng Jiao slut really has such a means to climb the throne of Mrs. God's Monarch!

Jiang Nanlei thought to herself, she couldn't continue to sit and wait, otherwise she would lose her last chance!

She must, kill that annoying Feng Jiao at all costs, she wants to take back everything that should belong to her!

Perhaps it was the intensification of the afternoon heat that she couldn't help but burst into rage......