In the backyard of the Hou Mansion, flowers bloom.

"It's really about enjoying flowers. The financial resources of the Hou Mansion cannot be underestimated." Ling Mi stood beside Lan Rongyue and whispered. Chunfeng Pavilion only found a few secret warehouses in the Hou Mansion. There was no clue where the silver and money were hidden. The national treasury was empty, which just increased some income.

"If Hongxiu has not returned in two hours, you can go and pick him up."

Zhu Sichan's smile is kind, but it makes people feel uneasy. The flowers in the courtyard are blooming in beauty, and only Chen Miaoqing is in the inner house. What exactly did Zhu Sichan set up?

"Yes." After responding, Ling Mi whispered to Jiuer, "Sister Jiuer, please follow the lady in a row." She knew very well that Lan Rongyue was so cruel that she was never afraid of taking risks. Although she was poisoned, she would inevitably have a fish that missed the net. People had to be defecated in desperate situations.

Jiuer blinked slightly to avoid being noticed by Chen Miaoqing too much.

"Rong'er, I may not be qualified to enjoy this flower-welfare, be careful." Guan Junhou's concubine only came to her. If Zhu Sichan did not doubt Lan Rongyue's identity, she was afraid it was just to attack her.

"Auntie is more careful. Zhu Sichan has some doubts about me, but there is no evidence." Zhu Sichan always doubts her in her heart. As long as she does not reveal any flaws, Zhu Sichan will be powerless, but Chen Miaoqing is different. More than ten years ago, it was easy to find Chen Miaoqing's mistakes with Zhu Sichan's meticulous thoughts.

If Zhu Sichan cannot attack her, she will definitely restrain her through Chen Miaoqing.

"I'm going to pay my respects to my wife." Chen Miaoqing said with politeness, but his heart was very uneasy. After more than ten years of entering the mansion, the house was peaceful in the future. How could she not know what role Zhu Sichan was? It would be most appropriate to describe it as a Buddha's mouth and snake heart.

"Mrs.," Lan Rongyue also bowed immediately.

"No gifts, sit down." Zhu Sichan glanced at Chen Miaoqing. After Dai and the others sat down, they immediately took Lan Rongyue's hand and whispered, "It's all a family. Rong'er doesn't have to stick to those red tape in the future."

Zhu Sichan said, and Feng Kejun just walked out of the corner, stopped, and looked a little cold.

Lan Rongyue just smiled and said nothing more. Zhu Sichan was really good at this time. She is now Chen Rong, an ordinary daughter who has lived in the boudoir for a long time. Even if she is a little smart, she cannot be without any flaws under the temptation of everyone. Even if it is true, she will sometimes hesitate. Her response was too perfect, which made Zhu Sichan feel suspicious. It’s a pity that Zhu Sichan has no evidence, so she set an enemy for her.

Although she didn't know Zhu Sichan, she also knew that today's flower-watching banquet was just the beginning.

Not far away, when Guan Yihui walked to Feng Kejun, Feng Kejun smiled sarcastically and whispered, "It seems that in my mother's eyes, I have no use value anymore. Are you going to give up me?"

Guan Yihui frowned slightly and said displeasedly, "What kind of occasion is today? Don't pay more attention to what kind of situation is, don't forget your own identity."

The value of Feng Kejun's existence is intelligence. Now the information about the information that Yan Canglan and Lan Rongyue has not been delivered for a long time. Feng Kejun is just a bridge between the Hou Mansion and the Ming Hall. If Feng Kejun had not been from the Ming Hall, he would have long since left her face.

"What my husband said is that I am not good." Feng Kejun apologized and tears were faintly visible in his eyes, and he said apologetically.
Chapter completed!