cpa300_4(); "Yes, yes, the old man looks at the two of them, they are both blessed people!" The boss smiled and nodded, sighed, put down another bowl of wontons and left, and had no intention of continuing the conversation.

Feng Qian had just recovered from his surprise, and he frowned at the person beside him and said, "Hey, do you really think I'm virtuous?" ”

"The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, even if it is not, you have to say it when you go outside."

Feng Qian, "......"

Looking at her puffing little face, Jun Moying almost invisibly hooked the corners of her lips, picked out all the green onions in the bowl in front of her, and then put them in front of her, "I forgot to tell the boss, don't sprinkle green onions in your soup." Although it is picked out now, it may still have some taste, if you don't want to settle, let the boss remake a bowl, huh? ”

The little thing hates the smell of chopped green onions when she drinks the soup, and it's not a nutritious thing, and he doesn't have to make her a picky eater. Since she doesn't like it, then don't eat it. It's just that he didn't have the experience of eating on the side of the road, and he didn't know the traditions here, so he didn't know that they would put chopped green onions in the soup.

Feng Qian was like a balloon that had been punctured, and the angry expression on his face immediately deflated, and he blinked and said, "Xianggong, you are so good." So considerate to pick out the green onions in my bowl, if I don't eat them, won't I be sorry for your hard work? After speaking, he picked up a spoon and scooped it up and blew a few breaths, put it in his mouth, and said, "You can eat it too!" ”

She pushed the bowl in front of her in front of him.

The man picked up the spoon, and the elegant eating appearance fell in Feng Qian's eyes, which was pleasing to the eye, and he stared at him for a long time.

Jun Moying naturally realized that she glanced up at her and pursed her lips, as if she had something to say to her, "Shallow......"

As soon as he spoke, Feng Qian didn't have time to hear him say something, when the loud noise of passers-by walking by the street interrupted him and went straight into her ears.

Often this kind of place is the most mixed, and the gossip and gossip are also the most circulating.

"Eh, have you heard, our prince is about to ascend the throne tomorrow, but it is said that he was punished by the queen mother to kneel in front of the public today......

"Huh? And what's going on? For what? ”

"It is said that the child of the crown princess is gone!"

"The child is sad without the prince, why does the queen still punish him for kneeling?"

"That's why things in the palace are the most complicated! The crown princess's child seems to have been killed by the Qinglou woman who the prince brought back to the palace, as if it was called...... What's it called......"

Hearing this, Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at the man beside him in shock, and only saw a depressed depression and darkness on his face.

"Jun Moying......" her voice carried a hint of imperceptible trembling.

"That madman!" Jun Moying's face became more and more gloomy, sinking so much that it almost dripped water.

He also thought that Nangong Che had feelings for Hongyu, but he didn't expect to hear such shocking news as soon as he came to Nanyue.

Killing your own child for a stand-in? It's still a dusty woman brought back to the palace by the Qinglou, isn't that crazy?!

Even now, he doesn't believe that Nangong Che doesn't like Hongyu at all, but after doing such a foolish thing, according to Hongyu's temperament, he is afraid that after this time, he will either poison Nangong Che and torture him to death, or directly pack up and go back to Nanjiang, and if Nangong Che is not tortured to death, he will definitely not be called Hongyu.