Xiao Che glanced at Lin Feiwan next to him, gave her a knowing look, and said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Lou."
"You're welcome, you're welcome" is not so much a greeting as an honor. Lou Xuan's mouth does not speak what is in his heart.
"Sister Wan, let me take you to my boudoir." Seeing that they stayed for dinner, Yuemei got up and pulled Lin Feiwan out.
Lin Feiwan couldn't refuse, so she turned her head and glanced at Xiao Che, then she was pestered by Yuemei and went out.
"Miss Yuemei, Wanwan is not in good health, please take care of me, Miss Yuemei." Xiao Che called to stop the figure who was pulling Lin Feiwan running, as if to please, but in fact, the emphasis was more intense.
"Don't worry, young master, I will definitely take good care of Sister Wan." Yuemei's cheerful laughter rippled on the corridor. Xiao Che glanced back at Lin Feiwan's back, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart.
I always felt that Yuemei's appearance was too strange, but then I thought about it, if Lou Xuan dared to make a mistake against Lin Feiwan, he should know the fate he should have.
"Sister Wan, I'd better show you my brother's study first. There are many guqins in there."
Yuemei pushed open the vermilion hollow relief door. Lin Feiwan stood in front of the door. She raised her head and looked at the three words on the door. Her face suddenly turned pale, and her hands clenched her sleeves, trembling uncontrollably.
Tingfeng Pavilion
listen to the wind
Is it really just a coincidence?
Lou Li and Tingfeng are two identical people, does he really have two identities?
Yuemei felt something was wrong with Lin Feiwan, and stepped forward to hold Lin Feiwan's hand, only to find that her arm was shaking slightly.
"Sister Wan, what's wrong with you?" Yuemei helped Lin Feiwan to sit down, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.
Lin Feiwan took a sip from the cup, and then her mood slowly calmed down.
"Yuemei, your brother..."
Lin Feiwan was halfway through asking, and suddenly didn't know how to continue.
"Sister Wan, what do you want to ask?" Yuemei sat next to Lin Feiwan holding a chair and stool. Judging from Lin Feiwan's expression, it seemed that they did know each other in the past.
"Does your brother have another name, or a nickname?" Lin Feiwan asked inquiringly.
Yuemei thought for a while and said with certainty: "Both my brother and I were named by my grandfather. My brother really doesn't seem to have any other names."