After speaking, the wind turned into several gusts of wind and disappeared.

He had to think about how the emperor would be worse when he came back.

The lady is in a bad mood, the Lord is in a bad mood, the Lord is in a bad mood... The unlucky ones are always their subordinates.

Fu Ling'er looked at Feng Liao leaving, and her clear eyes gradually became darker.

"Fang Yi." She called out to the air gently for the rest of her life.

A secret guard appeared instantly and knelt on one knee, "Fang Yizai."

Fu Ling'er smiled gently and harmlessly, "Can you help me check the information of that big sister?"

"Fang Yijin follows His Highness's instructions."

As soon as the secret guard disappeared, another figure slowly walked out.

She has a white veil and a gentle temperament.

"His Royal Highness Ling'er."

"Sister Wan Yue, how many times have I said it, I treat it as my own sister. Don't call me Your Highness, just call me Ling'er." Fu Ling'er held the other party's hand.

When Lin Wanyue heard these three words, a sarcastic smile appeared under her veil.

They were all born to the same mother, so why was she a shameful illegitimate daughter? She was sent to Bei'anguo, a country since she was a child, and could only be the daughter of a small family. Not only was she humiliated by Yun Qingyan, but she was disgusted by the people she liked, but her face was also ruined.

But her sister is the high-ranking nobleman in Sifangcheng?

However, Lin Wanyue's thoughts were changing, but she quickly suppressed her body.

"No need to check Fang Yi. I have a lot of information about Yun Qingyan. Do you want to hear it?" Lin Wanyue said with a smile.

Fu Ling'er smiled sweetly, "Sister Yue, tell me.

Ling'er was very curious about how Feng Guardian met them."

Lin Wanyue smiled but said nothing. She looked up at the upstairs and said with jealousy, "They seem to be heading to the top floor.

Yesterday, we were suddenly ordered to leave. Did you say it was because of the brother Jiuque you mentioned..."

Lin Wanyue's words are not finished, which makes people imagine.

Fu Ling'er and the people in Sifangcheng behind her suddenly sank slightly.

Her maid frowned, "The Jiuchong Palace is too disrespectful to give us Sifangcheng face, right?

I would rather give it to a few ants in the lower realm than to give it to us. Our Highness is not angry!" The maid was angry and wanted to find someone to argue, but was stopped by Fu Ling'er.

She smiled slightly and said, "Brother Jiuque has always liked quietness and does not want to be disturbed.

No matter where you go, the Wind Guardian will make a clean place in advance, so you don’t have to make a fuss.” In the past, they were cleared directly, but this time they could allow so many people to exist...

Is it... the Lord is not here?

Fu Ling'er frowned and a faint thought emerged in her heart.

The Bahuang Hotel does not directly belong to the Jiuchong Palace, but can only be regarded as an external force of Fengyun City. It can be said to be Feng Liao's private property.

Could it be... the Feng Guardian likes that woman in the lower realm?

Fu Ling'er was shocked by her thoughts, but in this way, she could explain why the Lord of Fengyun City, who is so arrogant and above, was so harmonious with this group of people from the lower realm.

Feng Liao is the confidant around Zun. If he can have a good relationship with him...

A sweet smile gradually appeared on Fu Ling'er's face. Feng Liao was famously solemn, serious and loyal, but this also means that few people can establish good relationships with him to find out the news about the Nine Palace...

Feng Liao couldn't open it, she could start with the woman he liked.
Chapter completed!