Being a Lady of an Influential Family

It was snowing heavily outside, Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao were both wearing thick cloaks. As soon as they entered the door, Lan Jing and Yuan Ying greeted them, "Song Shao, Mrs. Song."

Song Lang glanced at the hall, his eyes paused on Xiao Nanjia, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your Master Fu hasn't woken up yet?"

Both Lan Jing and Yuan Ying just smiled and didn't answer the question. They stretched out their hands to take the cloaks of Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao, "Young Master and Young Madam will be coming down soon, both of you, please have a cup of hot tea to warm up first." Bar."

Mrs. Song Shao is a young woman in her twenties. Her facial features are deep and bright, and she seems to have some exotic blood. Her complexion is not as fair and delicate as the ladies and wives in Beijing and Yongcheng, but has a healthy color that often basks in the sun. She has a slender and graceful figure. Even in this cold winter, she is wearing a golden red short jacket skirt, a pair of long leather boots on her feet, and a short knife inlaid with gorgeous gemstones hanging on her waist. She still looks slender and tall. Not at all bloated.

Song Lang himself was very tall, but she was only half a head shorter standing beside Song Lang. Although there is the bonus of high-heeled leather boots, it is enough to see that Mrs. Song's stature is enough to stand out from the crowd.

"Why is Princess Chaoyang sitting here?" Mrs. Song asked curiously.

Xiao Nanjia was in a bad mood, and seeing Mrs. Song Shao coming in holding hands with Song Lang, her mood was even worse, "Why am I here with Mrs. Song?"

Mrs. Song slightly raised her eyebrows, raised her chin and showed a meaningful smile, "Oh, is that so? I heard that Princess Chaoyang came to visit Mrs. Fu early in the morning. This is too warm."

Xiao Nanjia blushed instantly, she came early in the morning and sat here until after ten o'clock and didn't see anyone. When these two people just arrived, the girl from the Fu family said that the young master and the young madam will come down immediately.

How dare this savage woman laugh at her!

Song Lang pulled Mrs. Song Shao to the other side and sat down. Lan Jing and Yuan Ying quickly brought hot refreshments.

Song Lang leaned on the sofa and said lazily, "Your Young Master Fu is really lazy. It's really outrageous for His Royal Highness to sit here and wait."

Mrs. Song turned her head to look at him, "Didn't Princess Nanjia come to see Mrs. Fu?"

Song Lang gave a low laugh and didn't answer. He managed to get an elbow from his wife, and grunted and looked at his wife helplessly.

"It's true that Young Master Song is not as diligent." Fu Fengcheng's voice came from the other side. There was an elevator directly to the upper floor next to the hall. It could be seen that the receptionist had really considered First Young Master Fu's situation.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Fengcheng looked at Song Lang and asked indifferently.

Song Lang ignored him, and smiled directly at Fu Fengcheng's Leng Sa, "Young Madam, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "Of course I'm fine, I just don't know... how is Young Master Song?" Fu Fengcheng sued him last time, so his wife didn't take care of him, right?

Leng Sa had seen the woman sitting next to Song Lang a long time ago, and with just one glance at Leng Sa, she felt that she and Mrs. Song would definitely have something to talk about. The two looked at each other, and seeing the same message in each other's eyes, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

There was no need for Song Lang's introduction, Mrs. Song stood up and walked to Leng Sa and held out her hand, "I'm Huo Yao, nice to meet you."

"I'm also very happy, I'm Leng Sa." Leng Sa smiled and shook hands with her, Mrs. Song looked down at Leng Sa's slender white hands and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Have you practiced?"

She heard from Song Lang that Mrs. Fu's young lady is good at marksmanship, but now it seems that not only her marksmanship is good.

Leng Sa said, "Practice a bit."

"Go back and practice?" Huo Yao said.

"Okay." Leng Sa readily agreed, seeing her so cheerful, Huo Yao became even more happy.

She grew up in the northwest, and to those in the capital, it was a remote and wild place. Yesterday, I also met some ladies in the capital. Although those people flattered her on the surface, they couldn't hide the contempt and disdain in their eyes.

Huo Yao herself also found those delicate ladies very annoying, and she regretted coming to the capital with Song Lang at first, but Song Lang said that Fu Fengcheng's daughter-in-law was very interesting, so she endured it.

It's really interesting to see it today.

The two people here had a pleasant conversation, while Fu Fengcheng and Song Lang looked at each other, feeling a little complicated.

However, Xiao Nanjia's mood, who was completely left out in the cold, was not complicated enough to describe.

Unbearable, Xiao Nanjia stood up, "Young Master Fu, Mrs. Fu, is this how you treat guests?"

The hall was quiet for a while, Huo Yao and Leng Sa, who were happily chatting with their new friends, stopped talking and turned their heads to look at Xiao Nanjia.

Song Lang and Fu Fengcheng, who didn't want to talk speculatively and didn't want to chat, also looked at Xiao Nanjia, but their eyes were a little disapproving.

Leng Sa was hypocritically polite, "I'm sorry, Princess Chaoyang. I accidentally got too involved in the chat and neglected you." She glanced at Young Master Fu again, "I'm talking to sister Huo Yao, so you can't entertain me. Want a guest?"

Being affected for no reason, Young Master Fu glanced at his wife deeply, "What's the matter, princess?"

"..."

Song Lang played with the dagger in his hand with great interest, expressing his interest in watching Fu Fengcheng's excitement.

Xiao Nanjia liked Fu Fengcheng and the others had known for a long time, but Fu Fengcheng had always been honest with this proud Princess Chaoyang, and the Fu family was even less interested in the royal family.

It didn't matter at first, but now Fu Fengcheng obviously has a soft spot for his partner... What a big Shura field.

Huo Yao frowned, and looked at Xiao Nanjia even more unkindly.

What she hates the most is women who sharpen their heads to snatch men. If there are any women in the northwest who dare to stick to Song Lang, all of them will be beaten to pieces by her whip.

Some women just let it go if they are forced to live, but the dignified princess Xiao Nanjia still pursues a married man so closely, she is willing to be degraded!

Xiao Nanjia was left in the hall and sat withered for an hour or two, and now she was treated so unceremoniously by Fu Fengcheng in front of several people, and finally couldn't help turning her eyes red, "You..."

Fu Fengcheng didn't feel the princess's grievance at all, "If there is nothing wrong with the princess, please invite her. Madam and the princess don't like each other, there is nothing to talk to, and there is no need to come to the door in the future." In short, you are not welcome in the Fu family.

Xiao Nanjia seemed to be slapped in the face, stared at Fu Fengcheng with tears in his eyes for a long time, finally got up and ran out with a sob.

"Tsk." Song Lang sighed with some pity, this combat power is really rubbish, no wonder he couldn't take down Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him warningly, "You guys came here early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Song Lang spread his hands and said, "It's Ah Yao who wants to see the eldest young lady, but it's not me who wants to see you."

Huo Yao smiled and said, "Yeah, I heard Song Lang talk about Sa Sa a long time ago, and I really hit it off when I saw Sa Sa today. I want to talk to Sa Sa, young master Fu won't be reluctant, right?" But after a while, the two people's address It evolved into sister Huo Yao, rustling. Women's friendship is really inexplicable.

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling them to be free.

Leng Sa also waved to the two men in the hall, pulled Huo Yao and walked to the other side, "Sister Huo Yao, let's chat in another place."

The hall where there were only two men left suddenly became quiet again. Fu Fengcheng looked at Song Lang calmly and said, "What's the matter, just tell me."

Song Lang squeezed the center of his brows, and said, "The document you asked someone to give me before..."

"how?"

Song Lang sighed and said, "You are right, a few days ago, the old man killed an adjutant by his side."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. The adjutant's position may not be very high, but he is indeed one of the people closest to the core of confidentiality. It was really not easy for this spy to be placed beside Song Dushuai.

Song Lang said, "That man was rescued by the old man from the horse thief on the border thirteen years ago. He was only thirteen years old at the time, and he supported him in studying and joining the army. To be honest, he is better than some of the neglected sons in the family. Who Can you imagine... that he would be someone else's spy planted by the old man's side?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded. Indeed, Song Dushuai had the grace of saving his life and nurturing him. Who would doubt him?

"Is there any news from you?" Song Lang asked, frowning.

Fu Fengcheng said, "The capital, Xiaojun's mansion, there are only these now."

Song Lang didn't feel disappointed either, he just nodded his head, "Sure enough, Governor Fu did what happened to the Xiao family earlier?"

Fu Fengcheng was noncommittal, and Song Lang stroked his chin thoughtfully, "The fact that the Fu family can keep the Prince Xiao's mansion means that Xiao Yuntao is not the mastermind behind the scenes? Now that the clues have stopped at the Xiao family, how about... I'll add fire to it too?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him, "There is no conflict between the Song family and the Xiao family."

Song Lang laughed and said, "There is no conflict, but it can be created. I don't know what's going on with the Long family? Even if our family is not spared, the Long family will not be much better, right?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "You can ask him yourself."

Song Lang nodded and said, "I have to ask him, if someone is really doing something sneaky secretly, we have to clean up the trash before doing anything else, right?"

It doesn't matter which family will unify Anxia in the future, or what changes will happen to the situation. At least they have to get rid of those who secretly make trouble first.

Otherwise, what if they fought so hard on their own and were finally taken advantage of by others, wouldn't they be discredited for the rest of their lives and laughed to death.

Fu Fengcheng propped his forehead with one hand, his face showed a bit of deep thought, and he nodded slightly to express his agreement with Song Lang, "Indeed."

Song Lang looked at Fu Fengcheng, "That person should have an enmity with you, right? I don't really believe that what happened last year was entirely caused by Xiao Yuntao alone."

It is neither good nor bad to take action against Fu Fengcheng. If Fu Fengcheng is dead or completely disabled, it is of course a good deal with huge profits. But now the problem is that Fu Fengcheng is healed, then it will be a big loss.

He exposed his whereabouts in advance, and suffered heavy losses in the six southern provinces in the past six months and spread to other places. The people behind the scenes must have regretted their guts.

I'm afraid that I wish I could tear Fu Fengcheng's body into pieces hundreds of times.

"By the way, will someone come to assassinate you this time? How about we come fishing?" Song Lang said enthusiastically.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him coldly, "Okay, you come as bait."