When Feng Xiying opened the door the next day, Qing He slid down from the door.

Seeing Feng Xiying open the door, Qinghe got up and said, "Miss! You're finally out! I'm scared! ”

"You didn't sleep here all night, did you?" Feng Xiying asked uncertainly.

"I'm not worried about what will happen to Miss in the middle of the night, it's good that you're okay now, Miss." Qinghe said happily.

Looking at Qing He's appearance, Feng Xiying couldn't help but feel distressed, she only cared about being willful, but she ignored the people around her who cared about her, causing them to worry about herself.

I'm afraid my dad didn't sleep yesterday, right?

"Miss, you must be hungry, aren't you? I'm going to give you cloth now. After Qing He finished speaking, he quickly ran to the kitchen.

Feng Chenning hurriedly came in from outside, hugged Feng Xiying as soon as he came in, and said in his mouth: "Ying'er, you can figure it out." ”

Feng Xiying felt full of emotion in her heart, but she blamed herself very much, she said softly: "It's her daughter's unfilial piety, which makes my father worried, and my daughter promises that she will never do this again in the future." ”

Feng Chenning patted her on the back and said softly: "As long as the shadow is fine, Dad will be at ease." ”

After the father and daughter comforted each other, Qing He took his subordinates to bring the dishes over.

After the dishes were arranged, the two sat down, Feng Chenning gave Feng Xiying a bowl of porridge, and said with concern: "I didn't eat for a day yesterday, drink some porridge to nourish your stomach first." ”

Feng Xiying picked up the spoon and put it down, then got up and kowtowed to Feng Chenning three times.

Feng Chenning hurriedly put down the chopsticks to help her, and said anxiously: "Ying'er, what are you doing here?" ”

Feng Xiying didn't get up, straightened her waist: "Ying'er kneels to thank her father for his love, but Ying'er has something to ask for." ”

Feng Chenning saw that Feng Xiying was reluctant to get up, and said, "You get up first, no matter what, my father will promise you." ”

"Shadow wants to make money." Feng Xiying said firmly.

"Nonsense! If you don't have enough money to tell your father, how can you go out and show up as a prime minister's daughter? Feng Chenning reprimanded.

"Ying'er won't act as the daughter of the Prime Minister's house, but Ying'er has made up her mind, please fulfill it." Feng Xiying bowed deeply after speaking.

"You..." Feng Chenning was helpless, thought for a long time, sighed and said, "Get up, Dad promises." ”

Feng Xiying excitedly raised her head to look at Feng Chenning and said, "What Daddy said is true?" ”

Feng Chenning looked at Feng Xiying and nodded: "Seriously." ”

"Thank you, Dad!" Feng Xiying suddenly jumped up and pounced on Feng Chenning.

Feng Chenning smiled dotingly: "You, how old are you, you still look like a child." ”

After the father and daughter finished breakfast happily, Feng Xiying sent Feng Chenning away, turned to Qinghe and said, "Qinghe, I brought the gift I received for my birthday this year." ”

"Which gift do you want?" Qinghe asked.

Feng Xiying said angrily: "All." ”

Qing He's jaw was about to drop, but he quickly arranged for someone to move the things.

The gifts piled up in Feng Xiying's boudoir are very spectacular, and I have to say that the Heavenly Sage Dynasty is indeed very rich.

Feng Xiying instructed Qinghe to take out the gift list and look at it, and estimated the price, feeling that his start-up capital was appropriate.

The corner of his eye swept over King Yong's gift, and it turned out to be a set of clothes.

Feng Xiying asked curiously, "Where is the gift from King Yong?" ”

Qinghe thought that Feng Xiying was particularly concerned about the gifts given by her fiancé, and immediately took out a box from among the many gifts.

Feng Xiying opened the gift box and lay her clothes neatly inside, why did Feng Xiying feel a little familiar?

When I took it out, it turned out to be a set of men's clothing.

Qinghe stepped forward and pulled his clothes to look at them, and said, "Strange, why is it men's clothing?" Didn't Yongwang Mo send it by mistake? ”

The corners of Feng Xiying's mouth twitched, this King Yong was not only a scoundrel but also stingy.

No wonder Feng Xiying felt familiar, wasn't this the one she wore by the river that day?

Feng Xiying took the clothes and tried them and found that they fit. King Yong made her an identical set according to the style of the dress that day.

Doesn't that make it clear? Is this dress to remind yourself or to warn yourself? It seems that King Yong has already figured out his identity, otherwise how could he fit so well?

Feng Xiying beat King Yong again in her heart, and then turned around and changed into this men's suit.

Originally, this dress was destined to be the fate of pressing the bottom of the box, but now Feng Xiying needs men's clothes to transform, and it takes time to make new clothes, and this dress can be regarded as valuable.

After changing into men's clothes, Feng Xiying asked Qinghe to pull her hair again. Standing in front of the mirror, it really looks like that.

Feng Xiying turned around in front of the mirror, confirmed that there were no flaws, and turned to Qinghe: "Girl, would you like to accompany Xiaosheng to the market together?" ”

Qing He was amused by her appearance, but she also cooperated and returned a salute: "The little girl is willing to accompany her." ”

After speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

Feng Xiying disguised herself as a man and went out with Qinghe.

The two walked to the bustling area of the capital, starting from the Phoenix Building and Yihong Courtyard to inquire about the rent and operation of each shop, and looked up to the sky and sighed.

If you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, the rent of shops in prosperous areas is not only frighteningly expensive, but also because of the good business conditions, even if Feng Xiying can afford the rent, no shop is willing to transfer.

When it was dark, the master and servant were squatting at the end of the street, and one of them was holding a bun in his hand and nibbling on it.

Qinghe took a bite of the bun and asked vaguely: "Miss, why did you come out to find a shop by yourself?" The Prime Minister's Mansion also has its own industry, can you just say no to the master? ”

Feng Xiying swallowed the bun and said miserably: "No matter how I am, I am also the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I don't have a face and I can't lose the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I directly use my father's industry to make a living, isn't it a loudspeaker to tell the world, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion comes out to make money by herself?" ”

Qing He heard that it seemed to make sense, and proposed: "Otherwise, let the master use some connections to build you a shop?" ”

Feng Xiying took the last bite of the bun and shook her head: "People are doing a good job, and it is not appropriate to forcibly cut off other people's financial routes." ”

After speaking, the two sighed again, Feng Xiying stood up and patted her buttocks, and said, "Let's go back after we relax." ”

Qing He hurriedly stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth, and hurriedly stood up and nodded.

Feng Xiying walked aimlessly along the road, and was attracted to a three-story building.

She stopped and asked Qinghe, "What kind of place is this?" Why is it not open? ”

Qing He looked up, hurriedly snorted a few times, dragged Feng Xiying away, and muttered in his mouth: "It's really unlucky!" Miss, hurry up and go! ”

Pulling Feng Xiying to take two steps forward, Qing He found that he couldn't pull it, turned his head to Feng Xiying and said anxiously: "Let's go, Miss, this place is haunted!" ”

Oh roar? Haunted? As a young scientist in the new century who has been influenced by the values of social centralism, will Feng Xiying believe this?

She asked Qinghe curiously: "Quick, tell me what's going on?" ”

Obviously the surroundings were very desolate, Qing He still looked left and right in fear, bowed around, and then lowered his voice and said: "This was a green building before, and then I heard that a geisha was bullied by officials and hanged herself if she couldn't think about it, and since then it has been haunted, and then it was closed when it couldn't continue." ”

The corners of Feng Xiying's mouth were about to burst with laughter after hearing this. Qinglou, isn't this what you want? She couldn't hide her excitement and asked, "Isn't this land ownerless now?" ”

Qing He saw Feng Xiying laughing like this, goosebumps rose all over, and he replied in a trembling voice: "It can't be regarded as ownerless, but because it's haunted, no one dares to use it, so it's been put on hold." ”

"Whose property?" Feng Xiying asked.

Qing He wanted to speak and stopped, Feng Xiying was so anxious that she pushed her, and Qing He whispered: "Your future husband, King Yong's." ”

When Feng Xiying heard this, her smile gradually stiffened, could this King Yong specially come to restrain herself?

The master and servant walked to the Prime Minister's Mansion stupidly, Feng Xiying sighed in her heart, it is not easy to start a business.