Chapter 70: Who Are You?
I haven't seen her for five or six days since the academy was farewell, and Shen Liangyi at this moment shocked her, and a strange feeling hit her instantly, and she always felt that Shen Liangyi seemed to have changed after returning home, she said in her heart, hey, the villain still has two faces!
As soon as Shen Liangyi got off the horse, two people walked out of the closed gate of the General's Mansion, the young guy took the horse rope in his hand, the old housekeeper stepped forward to say something to him, and then he looked at the housekeeper with a bright smile!
“.....”
Fan Nanfeng felt that she was almost finished at that time, this smile was so deadly that she almost forgot the fact that he was the villain and not his own son.
The housekeeper seemed to have given him a letter, Shen Liangyi took it and looked at it, and the two walked towards the house while talking, Fan Nanfeng was fascinated for a while, and actually leaned out most of his body in order to take a few more looks, and looked at his back.
But unfortunately, Shen Liangyi had a beast-like intuition, and turned to look in her direction unexpectedly, so frightened that Fan Nanfeng quickly pulled away and ran away, and ran straight into the narrow alley before she stopped, and her frightened heart beat very fiercely, "It's so dangerous, I was almost discovered." ”
After experiencing this escape, Fan Nanfeng didn't dare to make a mistake at will, and vowed to think of a perfect tracking plan. She sat in the room and used her brain, rigorously planning three plans A, B, and C, but she vetoed them one by one.
After thinking about it all afternoon, she didn't come up with a perfect plan, Fan Nanfeng had a headache, and even felt that the temperature around her was taller, and she took off her clothes irritably, and only halfway through taking it off did she suddenly remember that she herself was not the most perfect disguise?
Pretending to be a man in a boys' school, after a long time, almost made her forget that she was delicate... Well, it's probably a delicate girl.
Fan Nanfeng instantly cleared the stage, rushed out of the inn with a silver ticket, and went straight to the nearest embroidery village and jewelry store.
She picked out those jewelry, and the things made of real money, silver and jade made Fan Nanfeng admired and couldn't put it down, each of them exquisitely wanted her to be in her pocket, and regardless of the look on the face of the woman next to her, she spent a lot of money and almost emptied the jewelry store!
With jewelry, rouge gouache is indispensable, and after these are all bought, she has set seven or eight skirts in the embroidery village, with the aesthetics of adults, all of them are biased towards sexy hanging!
Maybe at that time, she already had the heart to flirt.....
The embroidery girl who helped her dress up thought she was going to be drafted, so she was very attentive, and when everything was done, Fan Nanfeng stood in front of the bronze mirror, although she had long known that her skin was not her original face, but she was still stunned at the moment.
Fan Nanfeng had to think sadly, if he was really dressed like this, it probably wouldn't be too bad.
Shen Liangyi may be a family squat!
Fan Nanfeng, who had resumed women's clothing, had been staring at his whereabouts for several days, but since the last time he bumped into him, Shen Liangyi had never left the house again!
The gate of the General's Mansion was closed, and occasionally when someone came out, they were all small servants in the mansion, Fan Nanfeng was almost staring at despair, and when she was about to give up, Shen Liangyi finally stepped out of the door.
At that time, it was approaching the Moon Worship Festival, the festival atmosphere was strong, and all kinds of merchants were also ready, and people came and went on the street, all of whom were busy buying supplies for the festival.
Shen Liangyi finally ate the fireworks in the world, followed the old housekeeper through the crowd, and also picked and chose to buy things.
Fan Nanfeng followed him through two or three streets at a distance of two or three people, and saw him standing on an arched bridge, holding something in both hands, looking up at the moon in the sky in the night, and looked at it for a long time.
After he left, Fan Nanfeng followed, but he also stopped to look at the place where he stopped looking at the sky, wondering what he was looking at.
In the crowd of people coming and going, there was no snow-white figure.
Fan Nanfeng began to look everywhere in a hurry, and at this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him, and he said:
"Who are you?!"