The young man looked up at the second floor, forgetting to cover it up.

The young master is so...a manly style?

As for the explanation in the words of the Duke, no one listened to it, and no one knew that the explanation was just a cover-up.

Lai Bao was extremely shocked, and he didn't even notice Feng Cheng stepped in.

Feng Cheng deserves to have practiced with Princess Yongping. Lai Bao was shocked. She was shocked. Her body reacted faster than her brain, and she flashed out after brushing the ground.

Duke Cheng looked at the door of the lobby and looked puzzled: "It seems that someone has just come in."

Feng Shangshu's eyes are not that good when reading books all year round, and he doesn't even see his personal figure: "Is that right?"

Is the old man so angry that he forced his topic to change?

Duke Cheng was furious when he saw Shangshu Feng's reaction: "What's wrong with you, an old sour scholar? You don't believe anything I say!"

He was so angry!

Shangshu Feng frowned.

After hearing his reminder, I called him Shangshu Feng. Now I am an old scholar?

It is indeed right to eat more plates of desserts from old man.

"Waiter, did anyone come in just now?" Duke Cheng asked angrily.

Lai Bao looked confused: "I didn't pay attention-"

Shangshu Feng smiled.

Chengguo stood up on the table and walked out with great strides.

At this time, Feng Cheng had already walked around the side of the teahouse, under the window facing the street of the elegant room.

The window was wide open, and the boy changed his usual calmness and calmness, and was waving to her desperately.

Feng Cheng glanced around.

A carriage was heading in this direction, and several passers-by were walking with their backs.

She jumped and quickly climbed to the window with the help, and was pulled in with one hand.

"I just saw my grandmother and your grandfather in the lobby--" her feet fell to the ground, but Feng Cheng's heart was still hanging, pounding.

Lu Xuan glanced out the window and confirmed that Feng Cheng had just climbed the stairs without anyone noticing. He withdrew his gaze and said helplessly: "Go to have tea together."

Feng Cheng sat down and took a sip of tea and was shocked: "How could he choose Qingxin Teahouse to have tea?"

"It's probably close to your home, and it's quiet." Lu Xuan guessed.

"I didn't expect that the two grandfathers had a lot of interactions."

Lu Xuan didn't find it strange.

Although the grandfather and Feng Shangshu were fighting each other when they met, the two of them became increasingly consistent in their positions and had common political enemies. It was normal for them to have secret contacts or tacit understanding to reach a certain agreement.

Suddenly there was a noise downstairs.

Feng Cheng and Lu Xuan looked at each other.

Lu Xuan walked to the door, opened a crack and listened carefully.

The noise gradually faded away.

Soon the footsteps sounded, and Lai Bao ran up the second floor.

"What's going on?" Lu Xuan asked.

Lai Bao wiped his forehead sweat: "The Duke and Shangshu Feng are fighting again."

Lu Xuan paused and looked at Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng's mouth twitched slightly: "Look at what I do. If the ancestor of Jia is defeated, I won't cause trouble for you."

The two old grandfathers are treacherous of each other by their ability, so of course the younger generation will not get involved.

"The two elders were not drinking tea, why did they suddenly fight?" Lu Xuan asked Laibao.

Lai Bao's expression immediately became strange and he aimed at Feng Cheng.

Lu Xuan frowned: "Are you deaf?"

Lai Bao had to tell the truth: "The reason was that the Duke of the State said that you were not a manly style, and Shangshu Feng didn't believe it..."

Lu Xuan didn't respond for a while.

Feng Cheng pressed down the corner of his lips and sent Laibao out.

There was no one else in the private room, and Feng Cheng pulled the young man's sleeve: "Lu Xuan?"

Lu Xuan sat on the chair and rubbed his face: "Tell me what to do."

He can't take the blame!

Feng Cheng also found it difficult to deal with: "I said nothing about my grandfather, but I couldn't go and say that I was the one who disguised as a man yesterday."

After thinking about it, she sincerely suggested: "Or let it go, and those who are clear will be clear."

Lu Xuan: “…”

Let it go naturally? Those who are clear will be clear?

If he hadn't really liked Feng Cheng, he would have wanted to hit her.

"What should I do if I go to propose marriage in the future?" the young man asked in distress.

Feng Cheng blinked.

"Make my grandfather thinks that my family cheated on marriage?"

If someone else misunderstood his good male style, he wouldn't even bother to give him a look, but he misunderstood his grandfather.

"Feng Cheng." The young man shouted solemnly.

"Um?"

He grabbed her hand and said seriously: "You must be responsible for me."

The more suspicious the man said this, the more violating the woman, the more vigilant it made. It seemed that Feng Cheng was the only one to rely on.

Feng Cheng looked at Lu Xuan's pitiful look and sighed: "Okay, let's find a way together then."

Lu Xuan curled his lips and smiled.

With Feng Cheng's promise, I can have a good night's sleep tonight.

The two talked about the King of Wu.

"The King of Wu was demoted to the prince."

The news had not spread for a while. Feng Cheng showed joy when he heard this and cursed without hesitation.

Lu Xuan asked with a smile: "I just hate King Wu so much?"

Feng Cheng nodded: "It's very annoying."

Lu Xuan raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, he will be even more unlucky."

Feng Cheng did not hide, but instead approached him with a burning look, "Does the truth about Meihua Temple spread?"

The boy put down his hand, stretched out his slender fingers and closed them, but he didn't dare to take the girl's slender waist.

"It's almost time. You can act when the news of King Wu being demoted to Prince spread more widely."

Feng Cheng thought for a while and said, "I'll go and see Jingchen."

If you want to reveal the truth about Meihua Temple, Jingchen will undoubtedly stand on the cusp of the storm.

When Feng Cheng saw Jingchen in that inconspicuous house, Jingchen was picking up fallen leaves.

When the wind blew, a few ginkgo leaves floated like naughty butterflies. One of them was swept by the wind. Jingchen stood on tiptoe and couldn't reach it, so he simply jumped up.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the little nun jumped and turned his head, pinching a handful of ginkgo leaves, was embarrassed and at a loss.

Feng Cheng signaled Laibao to stop and walked in to close the courtyard gate.

"Did the ginkgo tree start to fall leaves so early?" As if he didn't see Jingchen's actions just now, Feng Cheng bent down and picked up a fallen leaf, enjoying it with interest.

Jingchen's expression relaxed a little and he continued softly: "The wind blew down, but not much."

Feng Cheng had a gentle smile on his face, but he sighed in his heart: Ignoring the identity of Jingchen Nun, she is just a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Master Feng, how are you outside...?"

Feng Cheng knew that Jingchen was asking about Meihua Temple, so he told him what happened.

Jingchen listened very seriously. When he heard Jingxin being taken away by the official, he was not very happy. Instead, he bit his lips and whispered: "Why are we always the ones who are suffering..."

Even if Sister Jingxin helped the evildoer, she would have lived in the medicine garden for three years like she did.

Why do people who really harm others often stay out of the matter?

"Donor Feng." Jingchen held Feng Cheng's hand, "When will I go to the yamen to report them?"

After escaping from Meihua Temple, she asked Master Lu who had placed her through Laibao, and Master Lu only asked her to wait.

When she thought that Junior Sister Jingchun was still suffering in the medicine garden, and the Meihua Temple on Qianyun Mountain was still a pure Buddhist place in the eyes of the world, she felt that she couldn't wait.

Every moment of waiting is torment.
Chapter completed!