Chu Feng’s forefoot just entered the flower hall, and the white pearls came to the back. The two men were opposite each other, one with shame and one with a look of meaning.

White pearls slowly bowed, according to the teachings of the educated mother, using the most elegant posture, in the eyes of Chu Feng, as ridiculous as the East.

Chu Feng did not move his voice, and raised his hand lightly, whispering: "Miss Yan does not have to be polite, sit down!"

The next person quickly put the newly brewed tea on, Chu Feng put the tea in his hand, and there was a little scratching of the floating foam. The eyes looked straight into the white pearl, and the last time he hurried, without looking at it. Goodbye today, I was more disappointed than seeing the last time I lost color.

In front of this woman, compared to the white doctor I saw at the palace dinner last night, it is more than a world difference.

Chu Feng’s throat was dry, but he didn’t drink tea. He immediately put down the tea pot and asked the white pearl: “Miss Yan’s family in Qingyuan, can there be other family members?”

The white pearl was shy and sly, and immediately looked up at Chu Feng. On the pair of cold eyes, the heart was flustered. I don’t know what he meant.

“Is it hard to say?” Chu Feng saw her not answering and questioning.

White pearls return to God, secretly admonishing that they can not panic, the more this time, the more stable the mind.

She smiled softly and convulsed the panic between the shackles. She sighed half-heartedly: "There is no more than a grandfather. Before I came to Beijing, I lost a fire in my home. My grandmother died, my ancestral home was broken, and when I was not relying on it, I was fortunate. It’s only when the father finds it."

Her words are very vague and there is no clear answer to Chu Fengzhi.

Chu Feng was naturally dissatisfied and immediately asked: "Can you have sisters of the same age?"

The white pearls were shocked, and the scorpion that had just calmed down was again full of panic.

"How? Is it hard to say? Is there? Or not?" Chu Feng asked.

White Pearl gritted his teeth and asked: "I don't know what to ask under the Highness of the House? If you are so curious, why not ask me?"

Chu Feng shrugged: "I would like to ask, but you are now unconscious, I can only ask you, then say, you know the most, just ask you directly, why bother to turn a corner? In a few words What can you say about clearing the Tao, and what are you doing?

The white pearls hidden in the sleeves trembled, and the lips began to groan.

First, the father angered the fragrant mother, and turned it into the firewood house. Then it was Xiao Wang who came to the door and asked her about it when she met. This is no accident.

Is it something that has been revealed? Is it not dead? Even said that she has already recognized the Eastern nephew?

The more I think about it, the more I am scared. The face is already pale. If she thinks, if she does not die, she will still live, even with the oriental nephew, then how will her white pearls end?

The back is damp and cool, and the dragon in the flower hall is burning, like warm spring and summer, but she is chilling.

With the appearance of white pearls, Chu Feng’s heart is like a mirror. The woman in front of me is a fake, and the fake is nothing. He doesn’t care, but now, the real money has appeared. What is the use of her fake? The marriage he made with this fake was a joke to his mother.

He Chu Feng will soon become the joke of all Kyoto City!

The more he thought about it, the more he was bored. He really wanted to tear the woman in front of him. He used all his strength to suppress the anger in his heart. He didn’t say anything more, and got up and walked away.

The hoes in the hall were confused, and I didn’t know what the dumb and the big lady were playing, and they didn’t say anything to be tight, but the look of the two was scary.

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