When they arrived at Fengjiabao, Feng Shaojin sat in the carriage and didn't come out for a long time. When he opened the curtain and looked inside, he saw Feng Shaojin was deep in thought, and asked, "Young master, you're home, what are you thinking about? "

After asking, I regretted it again. What is the master's mind, what should a bodyguard like him care about?

Feng Shaojin came back to his senses, and waited until Congyi moved the wheelchair out of the carriage, put his arm on Congyi's shoulder, and got off the carriage, "Don't forget to take the medicine powder that Miss Mo gave you."

"Yes." Cong Yi took out the powder from the box and handed it to him.

Feng Shaojin took the medicine powder box, and said: "Now that the Feng family has moved to Xiyang Country, some of the past of the Feng family will definitely be erased. You can directly send someone back to Yuncheng and ask him to collect some old newspapers. , bring it back and show me..."

When the Feng family controlled the entire south, the reports in the newspapers in the past would definitely revolve around the Feng family and other powerful families in the south.

When Feng Yichen answered his question, his words didn't make sense and his logic didn't make sense, so he must be hiding something.

That being the case, it is better to check it out yourself.

From the minutiae of those newspapers, one can always find clues to the truth of the past.

Congyi nodded immediately: "Yes, I will send someone back to Yuncheng immediately."

Although Master Yichen and Master Shaojin are blood brothers, at critical moments, when the two young masters have differences of opinion, they must unswervingly choose to be loyal to one of them...

They were originally the personal guards trained by the young marshal of the Feng family. Now that the young marshal is awake, of course they obey the young marshal's orders.

From the moment he pushed Feng Shaojin into the hall, Feng Yichen had already been looking forward to it. Seeing Feng Shaojin's safe return, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, you're back."

"En." Feng Shaojin waved his hand, and after leaving, he rolled his wheelchair and walked into the restaurant: "I said I would come back to have lunch with you."

Feng Yichen looked at Feng Shaojin's expression, and seeing that he seemed to be in a much happier mood than before, he asked, "Did you meet anyone or anything interesting when you went out?"

"There are no things, but there is such a person." Feng Shaojin chuckled: "The girl who came to give me an injection last time is an interesting person."

As for how interesting it is, Feng Shaojin will not be able to answer it for a while.

Feng Yichen: "..."

The appearance of the fourth aunt Hu Suya appeared in Feng Yichen's mind, and he was very surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

My brother had been in a coma for so long, and finally woke up, and even his aesthetics had changed drastically.

Mo Lingwei used to be a woman as indifferent as a lily in the empty valley or an orchid in the deep valley.

But Hu Suya, although she is also very beautiful and looks very young, her dress is not at all like Mo Lingwei.

Hu Suya, whom he saw early in the morning, was wearing a colorful and close-fitting cheongsam, her black long hair was permed into the most popular curly hair nowadays, her bangs curled tightly on her forehead, and her makeup was very gorgeous , the lip color and the rouge on both cheeks are a bit too red.

Around her neck is a round and plump pearl necklace, shell-like gemstone earrings, and several gemstone rings on her fingers.

If it was someone else, if he dressed up like this, he would be a vulgar nouveau riche.

But it was Hu Suya, but she didn't show it at all. Some people are not suitable for clear soup and water, but they are suitable for heavy makeup and looking enchanting.

If it wasn't for Hu Suya's gorgeous appearance, she wouldn't be able to hold back the luxury...