"Thank you, eh? You...are you Concubine Chen?" The woman who had lowered her head raised her head and saw Yun Feifei. She was so shocked that she almost fell to the ground. She pointed at Yun Feifei and said in horror: "Aren't you already?
Are you dead? Why are you here?"
She is Qin Mingfei's personal palace maid Qianjie. How could she be here? Yun Feifei was also shocked when she saw Qianjie. Does her appearance here mean,
The owner of this ship was not an ordinary person. A drop of cold sweat couldn't help but fall from her forehead, but she knew that she couldn't be confused at the moment. She forced herself to make a surprised expression and asked: "This girl, what is the morning concubine? You
Did you admit the wrong person?"
"You are Concubine Chen. I am here to greet Concubine Chen." Qianjie quickly saluted her. Oh my god, they look so much like each other. They are exactly the same.
"Girl, you got the wrong person. I am really not some morning concubine. My surname is Gan and my name is Feifei. My name is Yun Feifei. I am not the morning concubine you know." Yun Feifei hurriedly stepped forward to help her up and shook her head.
explain.
"No, you look exactly like Concubine Chen. How could you not be Concubine Chen? Didn't you pass away a month ago? Why are you here? Are you a human or a ghost?" A series of questions started from Qianjie.
The words came out of her mouth, and she looked at her with a little fear, and even her face gradually turned pale.
"Girl, let me say it again, I am not the morning concubine you said, and I am a human being, not a ghost. If you touch my hand, my hand is warm. I have warmth. I
Not a ghost."
Seeing the way she thought she was Chen Fei, Yun Feifei really wanted to look up to the sky and scream. She had already traveled across the ocean, why did she still meet people from the palace? What was God talking to her? Yun Feifei
Feifei suppressed her excitement, reached out and grabbed her hand and said, "Do you feel it? My hands are warm. I am not a ghost, I am a human being."
"Hey, yes, your hands are warm, are you really not a ghost?" Qianjie still looked at her a little doubtfully.
"I promise, I am really a living person, not a ghost." Now she hoped that she was a ghost and could disappear from her eyes. Yun Feifei seemed very helpless and thought, this earth is really small.
