Mo Lingwei has never appeared in the newspapers of Southern Yuncheng, and the blame can only be blamed on the former Feng Shaojin for protecting Mo Lingwei so well that she is not airtight, for fear that her identity will be known, It brought her danger and distress, and hid it tightly.

On the contrary, the engagement banquet between Feng Shaojin and He Jingshu was reported vigorously. Although there was an assassination directed and acted by Feng Shaojin at the engagement banquet, the marriage of Feng and He's two families has always been covered by the newspapers in Yuncheng. The entire page is full of reports...  

Feng Yichen thought, if his brother couldn't find out the truth, he would definitely give up.

It doesn't matter if you give up, despair and rebirth are always only a moment.

Moved a large bundle of newspapers to Feng Shaojin's study.

Feng Shaojin put down the pen, leaned back on the back of the wheelchair, and asked casually, "Have you met anyone?"

"Xiaozhi just transported the things to the castle, and Master Yichen happened to see it."

"What did he say?"

"He said let me bring it to you."

"..."

Feng Shaojin originally thought that Feng Yichen should at least stop him, but he didn't expect Feng Yichen's attitude to be so subtle.

Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair, came to these bundles of newspapers, picked up a newspaper with portraits of him and Miss He's family, stared at the photo of the round-faced woman in a new and fashionable small dress, wrinkled Frowning: "This is my former fiancée?"

From nodding: "Yes."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

He stared at the woman's face on the newspaper for a while, and not only was he not at all familiar with He Jingshu's face, on the contrary he felt somewhat unfamiliar with her appearance.

Maybe even Feng Shaojin at this moment doesn't know, it's the first time he has looked at the facial features and appearance of his former fiancée so carefully.

Before, he had never looked at He Jingshu and He Jingshu's photos with such serious and scrutinizing eyes. He even didn't know what He Jingshu looked like from the beginning to the end, it was just a rough outline.

Once, he remembered the small reddish mole behind Mo Lingwei's earlobe and the beige birthmark the size of a small fingernail shell on his back, but he didn't know what He Jingshu looked like at all.

Today, he is still instinctively alienated and unfamiliar with the appearance of his fiancée imposed by the Feng family.

Feng Shaojin's eyes moved away from those photos, and turned to the text records below, which were nothing more than touting how well-matched the two are, how talented they are, how versatile the future young handsome wife is, how precious they are, etc. …

After a rough glance, Feng Shaojin threw the newspaper aside, picked up the remaining newspapers and read them one by one.

They are all the latest Times in Yuncheng. There are no long paragraphs touting the power of the nobles, and most of them are related to the livelihood of the people in Yuncheng in the south.

The people in the south borrowed from the interplanting method of the people in the north, and the grain output produced greatly increased.

Foods such as sweet potatoes and potatoes, which can fill the stomach, have also increased in production.

Because excessive hunting of creatures in rivers, lakes and seas is prohibited during the fish spawning period, after the breeding season, the number of aquatic products has increased several times compared to the previous year...

This year in Huaxia Kingdom, the weather is good, the country is prosperous, the people are happy, and the hardworking people quickly put into production. The youngest marshal Mo Lingyuan in history has received unprecedented support and love from all the people......

There were so many happy events, Mrs. Mo, who had been living in the Marshal's Mansion, gave birth again a few months ago, adding another daughter to the Jincheng Mo Family who already had both children...