Several guards separated a path among the crowds of people. Jun Youqi flew down from the tea seat on the second floor. His momentum was like a purple rainbow flying past. He touched someone's head with his feet and made them scream. He used his head to use his strength and stood up.
After spinning 360 degrees in the air, he landed on the ground. He threw an apple up and down in his hand and played with it leisurely.
The innocent people who had their heads trampled were quickly dragged away by the guards behind King Qi. King Qi himself walked up to Feng Jingyun with his head held high, with a sly smile on his face, "The apples paid tribute by foreign countries are moderately sweet and crispy, and they are delicious to eat."
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His smile was so wide that his shining white teeth almost dazzled Feng Jingyun's eyes. She glanced at the man and woman kneeling on the ground and kowtowed until her head was bleeding, as if she had seen a ghost.
He was so frightened that he probably didn't have the guts to fart again.
Withdrawing her gaze, she had no intention of staying, walked around Jun Youqi, and walked forward calmly.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and many people were thinking secretly: They dared to refuse even what King Qi gave them, and they were so impatient! More people were gloating over the misfortune, and felt that Feng Jingyun was ugly anyway.
If you don't have the face to see anyone, it's not unusual to even seek death.
"Didn't you hear Prince Qi talking to you?" The guard wanted to stop Feng Jingyun, but was stopped by Jun Youqi's gesture.
Passers-by thought Feng Jingyun was too smelly and dirty, so they avoided her wherever she passed. Jun Youqi looked at her straight back, and it was clear that the wet clothes were stuck to her body, and her body was as thin as firewood, and she was thinner than a beggar.
Even more unsightly. But he felt that there was an interesting soul hidden under that sloppy appearance.
Yes, interesting.
After biting the apple in his hand, Jun Youqi disappeared into the crowd.
There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the antique buildings are arranged in rows and layers. People come and go on the street, and there is a constant flow. Carriages pass by from time to time, and vendors enthusiastically sell their goods, bargain, and chat, making it a lively and prosperous scene.
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Feng Jingyun walked among the crowd, admiring the ancient scenery while thinking about finding a place to stay.
The memory of the original owner of the body came to mind. The real Feng Jingyun's mother, Wei Xuemei, was seriously ill in bed and needed urgent treatment. If it was later, it might be too late.
In fact, when Feng Jingyun saw the divorce letter that Feng Baoer said was sent by the prince, she didn't dare to go to the prince's mansion at first, but Changle Houfu was her nightmare and no one there would help her. Plus Feng Baoer
She also encouraged her, so she had the courage to ask Jun Chenghao. She thought that even if the prince Jun Chenghao did not take back his decision, he would at least pay for her mother's medical treatment. But when she really saw the prince, she thought that he would be the prince.
There was no hope for the concubine anymore. Even if her mother's illness was cured, she would still be bullied by the people in the Changle Marquis. She simply threw herself into the lake and ended up with nothing.
In other words, the previous owner of this body had the courage to enter the Prince's Mansion for her mother. Now that she has taken over his body, she must take good care of her mother no matter what.
Thinking of this, Feng Jingyun quickened his pace and headed towards the Changle Houfu.
She had come out of the back door of the Houfu before. Looking for memories, she walked outside the back door. The door opened from the inside. The person who opened the door was a thin middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw her, he put his hand on his nose in disgust.
He stepped forward to fan the flames and yelled in a foul voice, "Why are you standing there standing there? Why don't you come in yet!"
Feng Jingyun glanced at him with some surprise. This man's name was Wang Laoshi, and he was the guard at the back door of Changle Houfu. Although his name was Laoshi, he actually liked to steal and take advantage of women. He was not an honest bastard at all.
It was a bit strange that he took the initiative to open the door and let her in.
