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"Yes, such a beautiful girl, no wonder Mr. Xin is fascinated by the fact that he can be fascinated by..."

"Whose girl is this, showing up in public with such courage?"

Falling?

Fengling turned his head and looked at the people watching the fun. He listened to their words and words of praise, and couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

So, isn’t this eighteenth concubine Xin Jia’s accountant?

"He is indeed a very beautiful girl, and he also looks enthusiastic." A man next to him smiled mysteriously, "Otherwise, why don't he even have a veil? And he didn't sit in the sedan chair."

No veil, no sedan chair?

The wind chime was surprised. Could it be that he was walking here?

Following everyone's excited gaze, Fengling was stunned for a moment, then widened her eyes.

The bride riding a tall horse...

In front of the bride-sending team, a woman riding a tall horse fell into the sight of Feng Chime. She was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, with black hair tied up, and a bride's phoenix crown on her head, which was as beautiful as fire.

Those phoenix eyes were particularly beautiful. Even if they didn't speak, they made people feel that the corners of her eyebrows were always showing all kinds of charm.

But what Feng Ling was surprised was not her beauty or her bold behavior, but this woman... she actually knew her.

Maybe it’s a bit inappropriate to know her, Fengling just saw her.

When she was abducted in Xunzhou, the man wearing a mask and calling herself her father had a girl next to him, this woman.

Feng Ling looked at the bride with curiosity, as if she was envious and as if she was stunning. There was no strange emotion in her eyes, but she was thinking quietly in her heart.

Frowning, Fengling turned to look at his master, and said in confusion: "Master, is it the more a beautiful woman is, the more she can attract the man's like?"

When the master heard this, he glanced at her faintly: "Where did you draw this conclusion?"

"Isn't it? You see, this woman is just a concubine, and she is the eighteenth room concubine. There are seventeen sisters in front of her." Feng Ling stretched out her hand and pointed her tone in confusion. "She shows up in public and doesn't know what implicitness and reserve are. She is as enthusiastic and ostentatious as fire, suppressing the limelight of her wife. Could it be that she dares to do this because Master Xin likes it?"

"You're right, girl." A young man next to him came over and smiled when he heard her words, "Master Xin really likes her and threw many betrothal gifts for her desperately. The people in this girl's family originally did not agree to her being a concubine for others, but Master Xin is rich, and most of the concubines in the family are accountants and cannot be retired."

When Fengling saw someone talking on his own initiative, he couldn't help but ask simply: "Have you smashed a lot of betrothal gifts? How many are there? Ten boxes of silver?"

"Haha, girl, you are too simple." The young man smiled and shook his head. The implication was that Fengling was a little girl who had never seen the world. "What is ten boxes of silver for Mr. Xin? The betrothal gift from Mr. Xin to this concubine is the six most profitable shops. I heard that there is a brothel under the Xin family... But don't get me wrong, this concubine is a innocent lady and has nothing to do with the brothel girl."

Fengling nodded and said curiously: "Can I also wear a bright red wedding dress?"

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Chapter completed!