"You don't know either." Luo Qingfeng sighed. It seemed that he could only take that person to the back of Luo's house.
It doesn't matter if I go there, there are no traces left anyway.
"I've heard of it, so you go to the drug store with a picture of the cure." Ordinary drug stores don't have this thing.
Seeing the look in his eyes, Luo Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him.
"Even you know it." Who else in Fengyun Town doesn't know?
"Well, I've always been more concerned about Qingfeng's affairs." He nodded seriously.
"Actually, I haven't asked a few places. Unfortunately, some people are too mouthy." Luo Qingfeng shrugged, and everyone knew in the end.
It was nothing at first, so she didn't care about it.
Those people can say what they want, anyway, she doesn't care what others say, her mouth is on others.
Seeing her nonchalant look, Feng Jinghong laughed dumbly. She was indeed his little Qing'er, but she was different.
"Is Qingfeng okay?" As he spoke, the strength of his arms became a little stronger.
Luo Qingfeng was startled and immediately knew what he was asking, "It's okay."
He asked her if she was okay during the battle with the Feng family.
"As long as it's okay." She said nothing was more important than anything else.
Luo Qingfeng seemed to suddenly remember something. She sat up straight and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"The birthday banquet is over, but you still come here before it's done." She was deeply suspicious.
"Just finished." He waved his sleeves.
Luo Qingfeng looked down and realized that he was wearing a blue robe with silver threads outlining patterns. It was low-key yet gorgeous, simple yet grand.
His hair was also tied up in a bun, unlike when it was in Fengyun Town, where it was hung casually behind him and only fixed with a white jade hairpin at the back of his head.
Such Feng Jinghong is majestic and domineering, faintly exuding the innate momentum of the royal family.
Seeing her staring at him, he smiled fondly, then thought of the man upstairs, and tightened his arms around his waist.
"Who is that person?" He has only been back for a month, and those men are coming together again.
"Who is that?" Luo Qingfeng didn't react at all.
This topic moves a bit quickly
"It's the one who invited you upstairs." Humph, he saw it.
"So you watched me go upstairs." The feeling at that time was correct.
"Humph, I have to." It took a lot of effort to come here and finally find her.
Seeing his awkward look, Luo Qingfeng laughed dumbly. She had never noticed that he would do this before.
If a heart pushes people away, some things will be invisible; if it pulls people closer, they will see many things that were invisible before.
"He knows how to undo poison, go up and ask." But that person had better be careful.
The aura on his body was not simple, and she vaguely seemed to feel the powerful pressure exuded by Master Jiuxie.
In other words, this person may be a master like Master Jiuxie.
After making this transaction with him, it would be best to treat him as if you don't know him when you see him in the future.
"Qingfeng believes in him" She is not the kind of person who trusts anyone easily.
"It's just a transaction." I can't say whether I believe it or not.
"Master, Miss Qingfeng, we've arrived." Xuan An's voice sounded, and the carriage stopped.
Just arrived
Feng Jinghong frowned and refused to let go of his hands.
Luo Qingfeng stretched out her hand and wrapped a strand of his black hair around him, and joked, "Ninth Prince, you should be in the Ninth Prince's house now. I'm afraid you won't be able to live in the Luo family."
"Please also ask the Ninth Princess to take you in." He was not worried about not having a place to live.