Fengsan''s new skin mask is soon made. Liyuan helps him find a new identity. Later, as the servant of Lou Qingwu, he follows her again.


    In the middle of March, the child was five months old. After that night, Lou Qingwu seemed to be really fulfilling her words of "if you don''t hear about it, you will give birth to the child well", and she didn''t mention looking for the Phoenix night song.


    But Feng San still found that his wife had a habit of staying in a century old teahouse in Xiliang for half an hour every morning and evening, in addition to sewing small clothes one by one.


    After a long time, Feng San could not help asking.


    Hearing this, Mei Yu tugged at Feng San: "don''t ask if you have nothing to do. Work hard. Madam likes to eat sour food recently. Go and ask the shopkeeper to serve a bowl of sour plum soup. "


    Feng three by her a roar, also didn''t dare to ask again, nervously went down.


    Don''t be afraid to ask what he asked?


    They are now sitting in the box on the second floor of the Centennial teahouse, which is next to the street. From the window, you can see the busy people facing the morning light. At the end of Qingshi Road, there are red bricks and glazed tiles. Majestic palace, solemn and solemn. At this time, the door of the rosefinch slowly opened, and the people who came to the early court slowly stepped in. When the court officials finished entering, the door of the rosefinch was closed again.


    The building lightly dances quietly looking at, the Mou bottom along with the Palace door of close to pass a gloomy.


    With a gentle breath, she lowered her eyes and continued to look at the tea in her hand. A tender leaf was blown by the cool wind and rolled for a while without moving again. Lou Qingwu glanced at his reflection inside and pushed the cup away very slowly.


    Mei Yu said at the right time: "madam, the tea is cold. How about another hot one?"


    Lou Qingwu shook his head: "no need." She didn''t come for tea, or she wanted to see it every day. After all, it was the nearest place to him.


    Mei yuchui moved his hand on his side and then said in silence, "why is Feng San so slow, madam? I''ll go and see him!"


    Meiyu immediately went out. When she got to the door, she wiped her red eyes and rubbed them hard to make them look normal. She went downstairs to have a look, but she didn''t see Fengsan. She frowned and went around to the back kitchen. Sure enough, she saw there. Fengsan was thick necked and said, "what is no more? Every day on weekdays, why not today? Besides, what''s that behind you? " The cook obviously has more than half of the pot of sour plum soup behind him. How dare he open his eyes and say nothing in vernacular?!


    The shopkeeper was frightened by Feng San. Although they are teahouses, they usually provide cakes and some soup. He knows this master. They have been back every day for half a month, but today "I''m really sorry, but today the sour plum soup was wrapped by Mrs. Shang Shu. I really dare not sell it to you again!"


    Feng three annoyed: "can she finish so much by herself?"


    The shopkeeper shrunk his neck, looked outside, shook his head, but then nodded.


    Feng San frowned, just wanted to open his mouth again, and was pulled back by Mei Yu. Mei Yu then looked at the shopkeeper and the cook behind him: "what do you mean by shaking your head and nodding your head?"


    Maybe Mei Yu''s attitude was more gentle, and the shopkeeper was relieved. Then he even said, "well, Mrs. Shang Shu likes sour plum soup, but she always packs everything when she comes. She means that she doesn''t like others to share it with her."


    Mei Yu frowned: "she can''t finish it?"


    The cook leaned over his head and swallowed his saliva. The shopkeeper answered, "pour It''s over. "


    Feng San''s fierce temper came up again: "who does she think she is? I eat alone! It''s a waste! I don''t care. My wife wants to drink it. You can sell me a bowl! "


    How dare the shopkeeper offend the lady of Shangshu? He shook his head and said, "please, sir, I can''t afford to offend Shangshu mansion!"


    Phoenix three tiger eyes a stare: "then you offend us?"


    The shopkeeper murmured twice and didn''t dare to make a sound. In fact, he didn''t dare to offend anyone. He couldn''t decide which one was the one with identity. However, it seemed that the lady didn''t make a sound and was softer, so he thought it was too difficult for them. After all, the lady Shangshu was a famous unruly and willful master in metropolis.


    Feng three was so angry by his appearance that Mei Yu frowned and pulled Feng three: "don''t make trouble. Let''s go back."


    Feng San is not reconciled: "but..."


    Where did his wife suffer such grievances?!


    If you let me know Think of today''s situation, Feng three also just bit the teeth after biting, damn, what the hell Shangshu lady, he wrote it down!


    Stuffy uneven back to the box, Feng three face is very bad, floor light dance line of sight from the Palace door moved back, line of sight fell on two people: "what''s the matter?"


    Meiyu hit a ha ha: "nothing nothing, nothing is sour plum soup is gone, Phoenix three to their anger."


    Floor light dance is indifferent: "it''s not necessary to drink. If it''s gone, it''s gone." Her eyes fell on the palace gate again. When she saw that the palace gate was opened again, Lou Qingwu''s eyes lit up slightly. She just walked out with the courtiers, but she was not familiar with them. It was true that she was not disappointed. She wanted to see him, and she wanted to see him urgently. She came here with the idea that he might come out of the palace in mind?Eye bottom hang down a gloomy, floor light dance lightly spit out a mouthful: "go."


    Pick up a side of the hat yarn, cover the face, turned and went toward the door, Meiyu looked back at the face is not good Feng three, warning him not to mention this matter, this quickly catch up, carefully stroking the floor light dance: "madam, you slow down, I support you."


    Lou Qingwu wants to say that it''s OK, but seeing her so keen, she has a smile on her eyes and moves slowly.


    Feng three stuffy with up, Meiyu''s words or listen to go in, face a little better. A group of three people went down the stairs on the second floor and walked out. Just as they passed a table, a woman''s arrogant voice came over Mrs. Bennet said "under the bag", that is to say "under the bag". Those cheap skins are not qualified to drink with Mrs. Bennet. The child in my wife''s belly is the eldest son. It''s expensive. It can''t be compared with any cat or dog! Shopkeeper, what do you do? Does this teahouse not want to open? "


    Feng three intuitively turned his head and saw a gorgeous woman talking with the shopkeeper.


    After hearing this, the shopkeeper quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "yes, yes, it''s small and talkative. It won''t happen in the future!"


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