"I'd better go by myself. Don't worry, sir, I won't let myself suffer." Feng Qing smiled at him, and took out his hand and made a fist.

"I will accompany my wife to my husband." Fang Zheng did not relent.

Feng Qing discovered that once he said something more than twice, he really wouldn't change it.

"That"

Before he could say the word 'good', the man in Xuanyi said, "Since I'm here to visit, I should pay a visit to Mrs. Feng, so why don't we go there together."

This was said to Deng Haoran.

Deng Haoran looked over in surprise, "Brother Ji, are you telling the truth?"

Before coming to the Feng family, Brother Ji was absolutely unwilling. He could scare away the people around him with such a cold face, but he ignored Brother Ji's cold face and just pulled people over.

Could it be

Deng Haoran's eyes turned around everyone in the field, and finally landed on Feng Ruan. Could it be that Brother Ji has fallen in love with the eldest lady of the Feng family?

Also, although their Qingfeng County is small, these ladies are all beautiful, just like his own sister and the eldest lady of the Feng family. I heard that Miss Zhao is also a rare beauty.

Feeling a line of sight passing above his head, Feng Ruan raised his head slightly, glanced at Deng Haoran softly, and his smile became dignified again.

She just lost her temper.

Feng Qing changes again, but she is still a concubine who cannot stand up to the public. With this status alone, she can suppress Feng Qing for a lifetime. Moreover, she will definitely marry a stronger person than Fang Zheng in the future.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruan's mood naturally calmed down.

"If mother knows that the two young masters are going, she will definitely be happy. Please come with me." Feng Ruan showed his best posture, smiling elegantly and generously at the few people.

When Feng Ruan was still young, Mrs. Pan found a nanny to teach her. She heard that this nanny had also worked as a nun for young ladies in a high-ranking official's house in Beijing. Later, because she was getting older, she wanted to return to her hometown.

After retirement, I came back to Qingfeng County.

Feng Ruan has been smart since he was a child, and he has been under the guidance of his grandma for several years. His appearance and behavior are naturally incomparable to other young ladies. According to his grandma, he is not bad even when compared with Miss Jingli.

But obviously, no matter how much Feng Ruan pretends to be, he is only a teenager after all, and his thoughts are still shallow. The two young masters she just mentioned did not include Fang Zheng.

Watching the group of people walking away, Feng Qing leaned against his husband, half-smiling.

But Xiaolian was still standing there, at a loss.

Forget it, Xiaolian was also unlucky to serve Pan. Feng Qing didn't want to embarrass her. She grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and shook it, taunting her lips, "With those two young masters here, I must be...

I can escape this punishment today."

He grabbed her hand hard and heard Fang Zheng's soft hum, "Do you think your husband is not as good as those two who can protect your wife?"

Where is this?

Feng Qing was confused.

"My husband is much more powerful than them." Feng Qing looked confused, and she said naturally: "My husband, let's not argue with her today. The price will drop!"

"What does the price drop mean?" He had guessed at the lady's words several times, but this time Fang Zheng asked tentatively.

Feng Qing didn't notice that Fang Zheng was trying to get closer to her. She shook her head, "Just arguing with her makes it seem like we are as unworthy as she is."

Feng Qing didn't lower her voice deliberately. Xiaolian could hear clearly. She shrank her neck, wishing she was deaf at this moment.

She has not seen the second young lady many times over the years, but she has met twice in the past few months. But every time she saw the second young lady, it was when the second young lady was not easy to mess with. The second young lady could compete with the madam.

Can you still attack the young master? How about dealing with a maid like her?

Reaching out and pinching her small nose, Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Okay, we won't argue with her. Do you want to go home directly, or eat here and then leave?"

"I'm not leaving." Feng Qing shook his head, "After all, we gave you such a generous gift. If we don't leave without eating, wouldn't we suffer a loss?"

Feng Qing's generous gift was not a joke. She really felt that Xianggong's painting was too heavy. Although the painting was someone else's work, Xianggong's painting skills were great. If Xianggong was willing, his painting would definitely become a popular object.

.

It’s such a waste to give it to Feng Chong!

Looking at his wife's unhappy little face, Fang Zheng smiled a little brighter and said, "If you like it from now on, I will draw it for you every day."

"That's not necessary." Feng shook his head lightly, and then looked at Fang Zheng again, his big eyes bright, "In the future, my husband will draw a portrait of me and put it on our bedside. If my husband is tired from reading, you can also take a look at me.

."

"Okay." It seems that Fang Zheng can accept any strange ideas Feng Qing puts forward.

While the two were talking happily, another little girl came forward. Feng Qing knew that this was one of the maids who often served Feng Ruan.

"Second young lady, when the eldest young lady saw that you and my uncle hadn't caught up yet, she asked your servant to come and ask."

This Feng Ruan really never forgets to step on her!

It was obviously Feng Ruan who deliberately forgot about her and her husband, so he could put the fault on her by talking back now.

She is indeed Pan's daughter, and she is very similar in some places.

"Come here." Feng Qing didn't want to argue with a maid, so she shook Fang Zheng's hand and said, "Mr., let's go to the theater."

It is said that there were not many entertainment activities in ancient times, and one of them was going to the theater. Feng Qing was not interested in the babbling and singing on the stage. She wanted to see real people acting more.

It's just like the TV series I've watched before, without the need for a screen.

The two girls wanted to bury their heads in their chests.

Fang Zheng and Feng Qing walked in front, and the two maids followed behind. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling like they were in the same boat.

At this moment, in the hall in the backyard of the Feng family, the two young masters and several women were meeting separately. Deng Haoran and the man in Xuanyi were sitting under Mrs. Wang, and Feng Ruan and several ladies were sitting under Mrs. Pan. They were also two young masters.

Opposite of.

The men and women in Daye are not very strict in guarding against each other. Unmarried men and women can even travel together in full public view, not to mention that there are several women in the hall at this time.

When Feng Qing and Fang Zheng arrived, several young ladies and women were chatting happily, and even Deng Haoran joked a few words. They entered the hall, the laughter in the hall was stagnant, and everyone looked at them.

Although there were many people sitting in the hall, it was not full, but Feng Qing did not see where she and her husband were.

I guess this was Pan's deliberate attempt to impress him.

"Ms. sir, it seems we can't watch this show." Feng Qing said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"If the lady doesn't like it, we will go back."

Feng Qing really didn't want to play with them anymore. She was really curious. These ladies and ladies had nothing to do all day long, which made her unhappy. It would be great to have such leisure time, embroidery, and reading, but she couldn't bear to do it with a concubine like her.

Girl, how can Mrs. Pan have one more bowl of rice?
Chapter completed!