C15 Exodus

In these three months, without Feng Suoruo and Aunt Song, her days were not worth mentioning. In these three months, she had been learning how to mix incense with Madam Feng; the Bai family used to be a family of officials and eunuchs, but after that, they fell into poverty, so Grandfather started his business as an imperial merchant. Amongst them, spices were the best.

But today, Feng Suqing had no choice but to go out. In his previous life, Dongfang Hanshuo had reclaimed the largest intelligence agency in the capital, the Qianji Pavilion. This had given him a great deal of pressure in the future.

And what Feng Suiqing wanted to do was to before Dongfang Hanshuo, save the current pavilion master of the Thousand Revolution Pavilion, the undying old man. "Wuwuwu, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"

He thought about the last time he saw Dongfang Hanshuo, it was to celebrate for Feng Minghao's group. This time, it was three months ago, and he had temporarily taken care of Feng Suoruo. Now, one of them was him.

"Miss, it's really hard to get out of the house today, where does Miss want to go first?" Meng Zhi supported Feng Su as they walked into the carriage.

Feng Suiqing sat down on the soft mat and picked up the sparkling and translucent grapes from the fruit plate with her bare hand. "Let's go to Mingyu Market first."

A few days ago, Madam Feng had just lost a game of chess at Mingyu Market. She wanted to see this shopkeeper and let him recognize her as the new owner.

"Aiyo, isn't this Feng Suiqing?" The moment Feng Susu arrived at the Mentor's Workshop, she was stopped by someone. She looked over and saw that it was her old enemy, Li Duoduo.

She had already sent someone to line up at the Mingyu Market two hours ago. Although there was no limit to the number of things there, it was because there was no limit, that was why she waited longer. Miss Li was complaining about the servants, and Feng Suiqing had already arrived.

"Feng Suiqing, if you're here to buy a snack, then save yourself the trouble. The row number of the Ming Yu Square is already gone. If you beg me, then I can mercifully give you one."

The last time Li Duoduo had deliberately crashed into the Feng Family's carriage, she had been grounded by Minister Li when she arrived home. Li Duoduo had only ended last week; at this moment, she felt stifled flames of anger again. When she saw Feng Suiqing, she thought she was as weak as before, but she didn't know who she was.

"It seems like Miss Li has not gained much memory after the previous lesson. Why haven't I seen Miss Li in the past few months?" "Let me think, what should I do, Mengzhi, I actually forgot why Miss Li didn't come out for so long, is my memory really that bad?"

Feng Suiqing looked at Mengzhi with regret. She pursed her lips, feeling as if something was hard to deal with.

"Miss, Miss Li bumped into our carriage last time, but when we returned home, she was punished by Minister Li with a full three months' imprisonment." Miss Li, last time, Miss Li bumped into our carriage, and when we returned to our residence, she was punished with a full three months' imprisonment.

After all, Meng Zhi had grown up beside Feng Suqing. When she heard Feng Suiqing say that she had a bad memory, she knew that her young miss was going to be a demon again. And have you ever seen a man with a bad memory who read a book two years ago and can recite it word for word after two years?

"You … "You guys, sure enough, some master is some servant, while some master is nothing good, not even a servant." Li Duoduo was not stupid, of course she could tell from their singing that they were the two of them, mocking him for being locked up by his father.

When Feng Su heard Li Duoduo call herself nothing, she didn't get angry, so she retorted, "Miss Li, calling us master and servant aren't good stuff, are you? "No matter what, Lord Li is the Minister of Rites. It's a pity that he has taught such a wicked woman."