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Ninety-one, who has such a skill?

Ning Jingwan closed her eyes, but she couldn't calm down in her heart. The reason why Feng Junhan could be so unscrupulous was because he relied on the imperial power. He knew very well that the imperial power was the most supreme thing in the world!

But it is impossible for Ning Jingwan to just sit back and watch Jinxiu Villa fall into the hands of these people who are eyeing her!

Ning Jingwan closed her eyes and thought of the Zhidui hexagram. The road ahead was very difficult. She thought that the days after this would not be so peaceful!

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The study room of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Feng Junhan was silent in front of a letter.

Feng Qingcheng looked on with some surprise.

Feng Changhuan's tall figure came in, "Second brother, what do you want me to see?"

Feng Junhan handed him the letter in his hand, "Look at it!"

Feng Changhuan curiously took what Feng Junhan handed over and asked several questions at once: "Isn't this the divorce letter from second brother to Jing Jingwan? Second brother, haven't you already burned it? Why is there still one?

?Could it be that the one burned last time was fake?"

Feng Junhan and Feng Qingcheng looked at each other, and Feng Qingcheng said solemnly: "What the second brother burned last time was real!"

Feng Changhuan was confused, "Second brother, did you write another one?"

Feng Junhan shook his head, and Feng Changhuan understood, "This picture is a forgery!"

Feng Qingcheng patted Feng Changhuan on the shoulder, "But can you see it?"

Feng Changhuan opened his eyes wide, stared at the handwriting carefully, and shook his head for a while, "I can't tell, I think this is clearly the handwriting of the second brother!"

Feng Junhan smiled faintly, "You can only tell that there is a ghost. Not to mention you, even my father can't tell!"

Feng Changhuan was astonished. This time it was really unexpected: "Who is it? You have the ability to imitate your second brother's handwriting to such an extent that the fake is the real one?"

The second brother's calligraphy is unique in the capital. It is vigorous and powerful, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the strokes of the pen are like clouds and smoke. One stroke down, it looks like an unbridled horse soaring into the sky and away from the dust; or like a dragon flying into the sky, moving around.

It is self-contained, as is said in the poetry of the literati in the capital. Prince Jing's calligraphy has the beauty of "coming like thunder and gathering wrath". Without years of skill, it would not be possible to reach this level!

And how lifelike are the words in front of you? I am afraid that except for the second brother himself, no one else can see it at all, not even my father can tell it apart!

Feng Jun Han smiled unfathomably, and Feng Qingcheng reminded, "Chang Huan, this divorce note is exactly the same as the one burned by the second brother. Unfortunately, it is a forgery. Think about it, the divorce note of the second brother has

Who has seen it before?"

Feng Changhuan blurted out, "Who else could it be, but Ning Jing Wan? But she is illiterate, so it can't be her!"

Feng Qingcheng smiled gracefully and did not refute.

Feng Changhuan thought hard and suddenly realized when he thought of the source of the letter of divorce, "You suspect that it was written by Jing Jing Wan. How is that possible?"

No one can be Ning Jing Wan, even if I beat him to death, I wouldn’t believe it!

Feng Qingcheng nodded, but Feng Changhuan didn't believe that Ning Jing Wan had such ability, "It's impossible, Ning Jing Wan looks like she doesn't even know a few words, how can she do this? She's not the only one who has seen divorce letters.

Maybe she showed it to others, or maybe she asked someone to do it. Her family is so rich, maybe she can hire such an expert!"

Feng Qingcheng said: "Chang Huan, don't forget. Think carefully about Ning Jing Wan's behavior that night when our father hosted a banquet for Helian Zhen and He Lianyao!"

Feng Changhuan's handsome eyes darkened slightly. Ning Jing Wan's performance that night was completely different from her usual carefree, uneducated and unskilled behavior. However, he still couldn't believe that Ning Jing Wan had the ability to imitate her second brother's handwriting so well.

, this is not an ordinary skill!

Feng Jun said coldly: "Yes or no, we will find out if we find a chance to try it!"

Feng Qingcheng said: "Second brother, it turns out you never thought about letting Ning Wan leave Prince Jing's Mansion!"

Feng Junhan smiled lightly and remained silent.

Feng Changhuan seemed to have a bad temper. He and Jing Jing Wan started to quarrel as soon as they met. Ning Jing Wan suffered such a big loss from his second brother this time. Of course he was happy and wanted to run to Jing Jing Wan and ridicule her immediately.

Feng Qingcheng was a little worried, "If it is really Ning Jingwan, things at Jinxiu Villa will not go smoothly!"

Feng Junhan didn't take it seriously and leaned back, his tall body lazily leaning on the back of the chair, his expression calm and composed. There was neither Feng Qingcheng's long-term worries nor Feng Changhuan's gloating about misfortune.


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