The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

Wang was obviously a little indifferent to Feng Lan, and with a look in his eyes, Feng Lan, who wanted to walk over, was restrained there.

Wang asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Lan couldn't see Feng Lan's expression, but just happened to see her hand clutching the skirt by her side.

Feng Lan said: "My sister is picking flowers in the Hundred Gardens."

Feng Ling thought that the king would not respond to these words, but unexpectedly after a few seconds, she hummed.

Feng Lan asked: "Wang, how about I go and call my sister over?"

"No need." Wang looked up at her and said, "You can go."

Feng Lan blessed him, turned around and left.

Feng Ling happened to be standing behind a dense bush, so Feng Lan didn't see her, but she saw Feng Lan's sinking face instantly.

After Feng Ling watched Feng Lan leave, she wondered if she should bother Wang at this time.

But at this moment, she felt a gaze coming from her.

Feng Ling knew that she had been discovered, so she walked out immediately.

She went outside the pavilion and stood there.

"Xiao Ling'er, come in and sit down."

Feng Ling looked at him strangely, "Aren't you busy?"

"Who said I'm busy?"

Feng Ling was actually stopped by the rhetorical question.

She walked in and sat on the stone bench next to her.

Wang also sat down and asked directly, "Do you need me?"

"Yeah." Feng Ling thought about how to say it better, and finally decided that it's better to tell the truth, "I want to go to the room where the mirror is placed in the Duobao Pavilion."

"what do you wish to ask?"

Feng Ling felt that she must have read it wrong. She seemed to see Wang frowned.

Feng Ling also frowned.

"Can't tell me?"

"right."

Wang was silent, and after a while he said: "I just sent someone to summon a few ministers. If you can wait, I will go with you after our discussion is over."

"it is good."

Wang glanced at Feng Ling who answered simply, stood up without saying anything, and walked out of the pavilion.

It was impossible for Feng Ling to wait here all the time. After thinking about it, she decided to continue reading in Duobao Pavilion. She still had a lot of books in it that she hadn't finished reading. Maybe she could find the books of her past and present lives.

It's just that Feng Ling's thoughts were quickly broken by Feng Lan.

When Feng Lan saw Chu Luo walking by the lake, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Sister, you also went to the lake just now?"

"Yeah." Feng Ling said, "Just walk around."

Feng Lan opened her mouth, obviously wanting to ask her if she met Wang, but she stopped talking.

She said, "Sister, let's go back to your bedroom."

"I'm going to Duobao Pavilion."

"You're going to read again~" Feng Lan was a little disappointed, as if she was pulling her arm to act coquettishly.

Feng Ling avoided it calmly, and said, "You also go to read with me."

"I won't go." Feng Lan said with a grateful expression, "It's better to practice kung fu more than to read books, so I won't go."

After speaking, he ran away.

Feng Ling looked at the direction Feng Lan left, and a murderous look flashed across her eyes.

Now that she knew that Feng Lan had turned black, she had to stop her.

After Feng Ling walked to Duobao Pavilion, she didn't read a book, but stood in a place and stroked her arm, and a picture appeared in front of her, which was the rabbit's perspective.

Sure enough, Feng Lan went to her dormitory, looked at Feng Lan holding the rabbit and said to the maids who followed her: "You go out first, my sister went to Duobao Pavilion, and I will leave with some rouge and gouache when I come to her." .”

A few maids blessed the body and withdrew.

As soon as Feng Lan waited for them to leave, she walked directly to Feng Ling's bedroom. She put the rabbit there and murmured: "You can stay with my sister tonight."

The rabbit's eyes were facing Feng Lan's, and all Feng Ling saw a trace of blackness floating in her eyes.

The black air disappeared quickly, and it returned to normal in an instant.

Then Feng Ling saw Feng Lan holding one of her bellybands in her bosom and left.

Seeing this, Feng Ling frowned displeased.

This bellyband, she will definitely take it back.

...

Feng Ling kept reading and saw Wang walking in from the gate of Duobao Pavilion.

She took the book and prepared to put it on the shelf.

It’s just that the book is above her head, and there is actually a stool next to it, but she was lazy and didn’t want to drag it over, so she tiptoed to put the book on it, but when she put the book in her hand on it, the book next to it was After taking it for a while, it fell directly on top of her head.

Just as Feng Ling was about to dodge, a big hand came over to catch the book and put it back.

Wang looked at her and said with a serious face, "Drag the stool over to put the books next time, and this situation will not happen."

Feng Ling nodded, and said eagerly, "Let's go to the room where the mirror is."

After speaking, he walked upstairs first.

Wang followed behind her.

When the two arrived at the door of that room, Wang raised his hand and pushed the door open, and then he walked in.

Feng Ling also wanted to go in, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Feng Ling was a little disappointed when a big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her in, and then let go of her wrist.

Feng Ling looked at him in surprise.

Wang said calmly, "What are you still doing here? You can ask whatever you want?"

Feng Ling nodded, walked to the bronze mirror embedded on the wall and walked over.

The bronze mirror was originally blurry, but when she walked over, it immediately became very clear.

Feng Ling turned her head to look at Wang standing next to her, and said, "Can you go out first?"

Wang glanced at her, "You haven't succeeded as the high priest yet, and I won't tell you what you want to know when I go out of this mirror."

Feng Ling: "...Then turn around."

Wang directly turned his back to the mirror.

Feng Ling walked up to the mirror, put her hand on the mirror, and asked in her heart: "Does the empire I was in before exist?"

After a ripple appeared in the mirror, an imperial city appeared.

Feng Ling was a little excited, and asked again: "Is what I experienced before true?"

A word appeared in the mirror: yes.

Feng Ling's body trembled slightly, "Where's Yan? Where is he?"

This time there was nothing in the mirror.

Feng Ling's face turned pale immediately, and she hurriedly asked again: "He... is his life in danger?"

Mirror: no.

Feng Ling let out another breath, and continued to ask: Can I still see him?

Mirror: Look at yourselves.

Then the mirror returned to the blurred surface of the bronze mirror.

Feng Ling was a little disappointed, but as long as Li Yan was still alive, it would be better than anything else.

She walked up to the king, and when he looked down at her, she said, "That's all right."

Wang didn't ask anything, nodded to her, and the two walked out of the room together.

After leaving Duobao Pavilion, the king left.

Feng Ling returned to her bedroom.

She looked at the rabbit, called a maid directly, and said, "Put the rabbit in the side hall."

In her previous life, she also ordered the maid in the same way.

One day passed, and in the dead of night, Feng Ling changed into night clothes and headed towards Feng Lan's place.

As Feng Ling's protector, Feng Lan lived not far from Feng Ling's bedroom.

Compared with Feng Ling's dormitory, which is spacious and gorgeous, Feng Lan's residence is much smaller, but it is also the standard for a second-rank official lady.

After Feng Ling entered Feng Lan's residence incognito, she didn't go directly to her boudoir in a hurry, but looked around in the yard.

The whole yard is normal.

She just walked towards Feng Lan's boudoir.

There were no abnormal energy fluctuations outside the boudoir either.

Feng Ling stood by the door and felt it, Feng Lan was not in her boudoir.

At this moment, two of Feng Lan's maids walked over from one side dragging the wine with trays in their hands.

Feng Ling was a little surprised that Feng Lan was still drinking at this time, and the most surprising thing was: Feng Lan always showed that she didn't like drinking in front of her before, but now she would drink in private.

The two maids pushed away Feng Lan's boudoir and walked in in silence.

Feng Ling took the opportunity to follow in.

The boudoir is divided into inner and outer rooms. After the two maids put the wine on the table in the room, they quietly retreated out and closed the door behind them.

Feng Ling glanced up at Feng Lan's residence, and finally looked at the room inside.

Before, she felt everyone inside, but at this moment, the energy fluctuations of Feng Lan's body were emitted, which proved that there was an underground passage in Feng Lan's boudoir, and she came out from the underground passage.

Then came two footsteps, and Feng Lan's voice was a little different from usual.

"Since you're here, have a drink with me."

Then there was a sloppy voice: "Didn't everyone say that Fenglan Protector of Fengtian Kingdom doesn't like to drink? Why do you always drag me to drink with you every time I come here? Could it be..."

Feng Lan interrupted him a little displeased, with a tone of arrogance never before Feng Ling: "I like it, can't I?"

"Okay...why not, you are our distinguished guest, no matter what the distinguished guest wants to do, I am willing to cooperate unconditionally."

"Ah."

Feng Lan just gave a sneer, and the two walked out from the inner room.

Next to her was a feminine man with red lips that looked like blood. After he walked out, he asked Feng Lan, "Are you sure you're safe here, don't be caught by your omnipotent man?" Did your high priestess sister find out?"

"She's not the high priest yet!" Feng Lan frowned as if her tail had been stepped on, and then quickly regained her composure. She said in a tone of jealousy or sarcasm: "My sister was raised so innocently by the king. Very, and the one who trusts me the most, do you think she will doubt me?"

"Haha... so why do you hate your sister?"