(MTL)General, your sister has run away again (through the book)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

    After all this tossing, Feng Fuqing's heart has long been shattered, and now she is in her own room - she silently closed herself.

    Feng Fuqing: Sigh~~

    Thinking of her slim chances of surviving, Feng Fuqing sighed deeply. What she didn't know was that now it's just a small pit among countless pits, and in the future, she won't even be able to find a way to cry.

    At the same time, after Feng Jingqing walked out of Feng Heng's study, he happened to see behind him. Before he went to the frontier, the servant who had served him for a few days in the Jingyuan followed behind him.

    Turning around, Feng Jingqing said to him, "How is the relationship between Fu'er and that Biao Miss on weekdays?"

    The little servant looked at the general in front of him, his body was so suffocating that he didn't dare to be straight. Seeing, coupled with this problem, really offends people.

    But he secretly glanced at Feng Jingqing's expressionless face, which made his heart tremble. He lowered his head and hurriedly said, "No, it's not very good."

    Everyone in this mansion knows that this little general is the most spoiled general. Miss, if he dares to lie, isn't he courting death.

    Feng Jingqing nodded lightly, and then said, "Well, I see."

    After getting the news she wanted, Feng Jingqing walked away slowly. The little servant who was left was stunned for a moment, and then quickly followed.

    Servant: You ask him what happened, sorry, he wants to know too.

    "Hey, where is it? Why isn't there anywhere, where is it?"

    And the muttering master, Feng Fuqing, is now lying on the ground, scratching the bottom of the bed, as if looking for something.

    Taking advantage of Feng Fuqing's time to go out to eat in the morning, the messy house had been tidy up properly. But Feng Fuqing just came back, locked the door, and was decadent for a few minutes.

    Suddenly, Feng Fuqing touched her chest and pinched her sleeves. It was empty, and there was nothing.

    What, all, no, yes. kindness? Feng Fuqing squinted her eyes, hurried up and down, and searched for a long time. Her money, her money, her Huang Chengcheng, Bai Chuanpang's money! ! !

    After realizing that her money for running away was gone, Feng Fuqing didn't have any other thoughts, so she left it alone. Her money was gone, don't you know, that's her living expenses in the future, the guarantee of her life. .     After searching on herself to no avail, Feng Fuqing stretched her claws to the bed, quilt, table, chair, and even the teacup, and she didn't let it go. In an instant, the house reverted to the "thief" mode.     All the maids in the Furong Courtyard: What can they do to control it, now this eldest lady who often sets her hands on the house is worried.     No, she turned the corners of the house over, and Feng Fuqing, who had not yet found the little money, started the "circling" mode in the house.     Surrounding the round table in the room, Feng Fuqing rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips, and turned around in circles     . Time, Feng Heng was in the study, just like his daughter, pacing back and forth, murmuring as he walked: "I am the most popular, I am the most popular..."     Feng Fuqing (Feng Heng): "Oh, I'm so angry. "     Feng Jingqing, the culprit who angered their father and daughter to go around in circles together, as soon as he returned to the Jingyuan, he immediately took Yan Niezhao, his confidant who had been by his side in the frontier for the past few years. come over.     Back in the capital, Yan Nie, who didn't even have a warm chair, was suddenly brought over by Feng Jingqing and didn't say anything. As soon as he opened the door and came in, he saw his master sitting behind the desk with a serious face. Let Yan Nie's back cool, "The big thing is not good, it's not good, someone is going to suffer."     Sure enough, under Yan Nie's muttering, Feng Jingqing seemed to have a feeling, and from the pile of books on the table , raised his head, and a pair of eyes showed a palpitating sharp look.