"Miss Seven?" Copper was stunned.

"Copper, I think I've said it clearly enough. Do I need me to repeat it again?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows lightly.

"No...no need! I'll go back and hand it to the prince with just a word." Copper looked at Feng Yunqing, his little face full of makeup, and his watery eyes were covered in darkness. He immediately bowed, withdrew his hand that had reached out, and took back his sleeves. He hurriedly said.

"Yeah!" Feng Yun nodded gently, looked at the leader of the guard Li beside him, and his voice was clear: "Brother Li! Send Butler Ke out!"

"Yes! Miss Seven!" The leader of the guard Li responded immediately and turned to look at Copper: "Please, please, butler!"

"That old slave said goodbye!" Cooper nodded immediately, and as the leader of the guard Li turned around, he turned back in the direction. Within a moment, he left the gate of Feng Mansion and disappeared.

Feng Yunqing looked at Copper's figure disappearing with expressionless expression, looked down at the mask in his hand, and a sarcastic smile faintly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He turned around, looking at her without looking at the four pairs of eyes, and continued to walk back.

Liu Xiangcan looked at the jade pendant in Cooper's hand in a daze, and his eyes kept falling on the peach blossom and the phoenix carved in plum blossom seal. At the same time, the two sentences were heard all the time circulating in the world, dancing low in the willow building, singing the wind at the bottom of the peach blossom fan...

Is Lan Xiaoqing her moon? She frowned tightly, her hands as beautiful as a green onion tightly pressed against her heart. There seemed to be something out of her body without his control. Suddenly, she felt a little painful in her heart, but in just a moment, as Copper took back the matter, the person left without a trace, and his agreement disappeared. He looked up and looked at Feng Yunqing's face with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He saw her sarcastic smile, and was stunned for a moment.

Yunbanyue, Yu Wuqing, and the other three men stood up almost at the same time when Copper took out the jade ornament and walked forward a few steps. When they saw the things spread out on Copper's palm, they were clearly reflected in front of everyone.

Yun Banyue seemed to be burned by the peach blossom and the word phoenix in an instant, and her handsome eyes instantly surged into the sea. Wenchu ​​looked at the peach blossom and the word phoenix, and her phoenix eyes suddenly stared at Feng Yunqing's face. The hand in her sleeves couldn't help but clenched, almost with deep blood marks, which he didn't know. Yu Wuqing also looked at the jade ornament, and the jade-like Junyan was stunned. He didn't expect that this close-fitting thing representing Feng Chen'er's identity would appear in Copper's hands, or to be precise, Lan Xiaoqing's hands. He thought that the person was Mei Ruxue.

The four of them seemed to be fixed. Copper left, Fengyun turned around gently, and they stood quietly. The four handsome figures suddenly stood a little tall. The four equally handsome faces reflected four expressions. A breeze blew, and the blue silk jade belt. This picture was extremely quiet and beautiful.

Fengyun turned his body suddenly turned back. Looking at the expressions of the four people, he was slightly stunned, but he was just stunned, and then turned his body expressionlessly again, his steps stopped pausing, and his figure was quickly blocked by the corridor.

As Feng Yunqing's figure disappeared, Liu Xiangcan turned his head first and looked at the three people. They all looked at the direction where the man disappeared, and his three handsome eyes were dyed with various expressions. A touch of depth flashed across the peach blossom eyes, and glanced around the three of them, and suddenly smiled softly: "Chasing for a touch of wind is always illusory. Only fools can do this! Don't blame brothers, I didn't remind you."

"I hope you won't be one of the fools!" Yun Banyue withdrew her gaze, looked at Liu Xiangcan's smile, threw down a cold sentence, turned around and walked away. The back of Baiyi felt a sense of loneliness and desolation.

"Even if there is a touch of wind, I won't let it go! It's better that you are not that fool, otherwise... I see there are still too many living people in the world!" Wenchu ​​also withdrew her gaze, looked at Liu Xiang's face with a cold smile as if she was blooming in her face, then looked at Yun Banyue who was leaving, and turned around and left. Her handsome and upright back, her elegant and noble figure was bound to win.

Yu Wuqing looked at Feng Yunqing, Yun Peiyue, and Liu Xiangcan, who left one after another. He turned his head and looked at Liu Xiangcan with a cold look. The ice sword on his waist whistled softly, and the figure leaving Baiyi took away a cold wind.

Liu Xiangcan kept smiling gently and slightly, just like he didn't hear the words and expressions of a few people. She smiled like the spring breeze blowing through peach blossoms, and all kinds of charm. Finally, she watched the figures of several people disappear one after another. She tiptoed and gently flew on the roof, lay on the large lotus leaf he had just put on, closed her eyes, and a light voice came out: "Dancing low on the heart moon in the willow building, singing the wind at the bottom of the peach blossom fan... Feng Chen'er... Plum like snow... Blue smile... Clouds accompanying the moon... Yu Wuqing... Wenchu... and Chu Zhaoyan and Chu Yuanxi... Haha, it's really interesting..."

Feng Yunqing walked slowly and step by step, step by step, step by step on the flat bluestone bricks paved on the road. The bluestone bricks were warm and burning, just like the burning degree when she was in love. But one thing was that her heart was cold and bone-broken. The cold and bone-broken feeling flowed from her heart and mouth, and finally spread to her feet. The scorching temperature on the bluestone road at the bottom of her feet was sunburned for most of the day seemed to be difficult to resist. The cold feeling spread through the soles of her feet to the bluestone road until the cool feeling was spread to the ground through the bluestone road. All of them were cold and cold, and cold into the bones.

A small face full of powder was calm, so light that it was almost indifferent. The mask in her hand was gently grabbed by her, almost without any weight. It seemed that a gust of wind would drift away with the wind.

Unconsciously, he passed through several corridors. Feng Yunqing raised his eyes again and returned to her Acacia Pavilion. He looked up at the three big words with claws at the courtyard gate, stopped, just staring at it quietly, and sighed lightly for a while. The only plaque in Acacia Pavilion was still complete.

He walked towards the yard, and a gust of wind suddenly blew towards him. A pink figure flashed. Lan'er had already arrived in front of Feng Yunqing, stopped and looked Feng Yunqing around his body. A worried little face suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Yunqing intact: "Miss, you are back, Lan'er is worried about you so much."

Feng Yunqing was forced to stop, glanced into the room, glanced at Lan'er, and said angrily: "Worried about why I'm hiding without a trace?"

"Miss, that's Concubine De... I knelt for most of the day yesterday, and my knees still hurt! And...and am I not busy?"

"Are you busy meeting someone?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Miss, that's not! I'm really worried about you. I originally wanted to go with you, but Concubine De wanted to meet but the lady is not me... It's useless to go, and I thought that the ninth prince is here, the lady will definitely be fine, so I'm relieved! Even if the ninth prince is not here, the lady will settle it." Lan'er's face turned red, but she immediately patted her chest to ensure that.

"You still have some conscience!" Feng Yunqing reached out to knock Lan'er's head. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lan'er's figure flashed. He had already retreated three feet away, staring at Feng Yunqing in dissatisfaction: "Miss, how many times have you said, don't always hit me in the head, you will be stupid..."

"Your kung fu has improved in the past few days!" Feng Yun took back his hand as if nothing had happened and walked towards her room. The broken bricks and tiles on the ground had been cleaned, but his feet were still on the road with deep and shallow traces. He frowned and looked at Lan'er: "Who did he break this up like this?"

"Miss, I don't know either! I didn't do this when I left at that time!" Lan'er immediately shook her head, her little face feeling distressed: "Millions of taels of silver are gone..."

"How do you think about the house? Whoever demolished the house doesn't know?" Feng Yunqing walked to the door, looked at Lan'er's heartbroken little face, and immediately became angry: "Then how did you know that someone was going to demolish the house? You're going to know what to do?"

"No, Miss... It was because many people here were all tense at that time. I was only alone. I was afraid I couldn't stop it, so I went to find the lady. Who knew that it was still too late to come back. It was all because of that Liu Yiqing. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been like this. I'll go to tear his house later..." Lan'er cried with a little face, and then he felt hatred.

Feng Yunqing reached out to look at Lan'er's head and slapped her for a while. The crisp sound rang out in the yard, which seemed particularly clear. She looked at Lan'er with a bad face covering her head and looking at her with pain, and said angrily: "What's the matter with Liu Yiqing? You are beautiful and you are good at the yard, so don't shirke me the responsibility."

"Miss, you hit me again, but this time it's really not my fault! Mid-ye and Fengying are not secretly protecting the lady. There are formations set by the lady on the outside of our Tibetan Pavilion, and there is no other secret guards to protect them. The secret guards in the Feng Mansion in the front yard do not have seals from the head, and I can't invite them. Those guards on the surface can't care about anything. I'm the only one here inside and outside, and when those young men get angry, they'll be fine if they don't tear me down..." Lan'er covered her head, looked at Feng Yunqing with grievance, and said word by word.

"You said there are many people here? Who are they?" Feng Yunqing also felt something was right when he listened to Lan'er's words. He grabbed the sensitive words and asked immediately.
Chapter completed!