Yu Mingfeng wanted to see the master through the black veil, but found that he couldn't see anything.

I endured the curiosity in my heart, this man was very quiet, and he sat quietly on the side.

At this time, a cup of tea was pushed to his hand, and he was stunned, and looked up just in time to see the mysterious man's withdrawn hand.

"Hello master, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to take off the gauze hat on my head, I just came in to get acquainted with you, my name is Yu Mingfeng, and I live in Jiangnan."

The young man's cold voice came through the gauze hat, "Yu Mingfeng, the third son of Yulin Villa." ”

Yu Mingfeng was surprised, and he didn't have time to push the tea with the young man, so he got up from the chair directly, pointed at her, and said, "How do you know?"

The young man straightened his robe and got up slowly: "You don't use a pseudonym, just think about it."

"But no, there are so many people with the same name and surname in this world, how can you guess that it is mine."

The young man hooked his lips slightly, hidden under the gauze hat, and no one could see it.

In the next second, I saw the young man put his hand on the edge of the gauze hat and took off the gauze hat on his head, and in an instant, an incomparable peerless face was revealed.

Yu Mingfeng looked at him blankly, his eyes unblinking.

Knowing that Yin Chen behind him coughed lightly, he said in surprise as if he had just woken up from a big dream: "It turns out that you are really so small."

If you hear a good voice and can say a juvenile sound, it may be that the voice is not developed.

The height is also short, and it is reasonable for some people to be born short.

But when the face is revealed, with the voice and height, this is undoubtedly just a child.

A kid who has a lot of words to tell the truth he doesn't believe it, could it be that the poem just now wasn't made by him at all, right?

Yu Mingfeng looked at the room, uh, it didn't seem that there was anyone hiding anywhere, but there were guards standing outside, and those guards looked inappropriate for such a mediocre and elegant mood of the poem.

Could it be that this young man who doesn't look like a servant at all.

Wait, if this young man is his master, it seems that everything is not peaceful.

If he were a servant, it would be this child who would have willingly surrendered.

This child's ability is in the past, and I don't know whose family this child is, and he looks so good.

He is so big, he has never seen such a good-looking person, delicate like a porcelain doll, and the girl he sees is still beautiful.

What does a man do when he looks so good?

If it's a woman, I don't know how many young talents in the world will be fascinated.

No, no, no, if such a face is promoted to a woman, it will inevitably become a bewitch of the country.

It's still as good as it is now, it's still good for men, it's good for men.

"Yu Mingfeng, I have something to ask for." The young man looked at him coldly.

Yu Mingfeng: "Huh?"

"To put it more clearly, I have something to ask your second brother."

His second brother, the beads in his eyes grunted: "Are you sick?"

If you look for his second brother, you can only see a doctor.

The boy shook his head: "It's not me, it's a friend of mine."

Yu Mingfeng: "Oh, your friend, if this friend knows that you have done so much to treat him, he must be very moved."

The young man has already said that he wants to find his second brother, which means that it is not an ordinary disease, but an incurable disease.

He sighed: "Eh, I can't hide that my second brother is not in Yulin Villa, and I don't know where my second brother is." Yu Mingfeng lowered his eyes.

When Yu Mingfeng thought that the young man would give up, Mu heard her say three words lightly: "Huguo Temple."