"I'm covering my face! How do you know that I am your little Feng'er?" She pinched the bag of candy seeds in her hand and asked her questions.

After all, even Murong Yixuan and Su Ruoshui couldn't recognize her at first sight. How did he recognize her?

Unexpectedly, her words brought the old man's contemptuous look.

"You have been a grandfather since you were a child and you grew up. Can you not recognize you if you cover yourself up? What's more, it seems that my grandfather has only been in seclusion for a few months. How could he not recognize you if he is?"

Hearing his words, Feng Jiu remembered that before the accident, the old man was in seclusion and practiced. He thought that he had just left the seclusion and ran out to find wine. He probably hadn't seen the fake Feng Qingge in Feng's mansion yet.

"Do you remember which one you belong to?"

Mr. Feng looked at her and shook his head, sighed, "Xiao Feng'er, grandpa has only been in seclusion for a few months, why do you feel like you have become stupid? You are my granddaughter, which one do you belong to? Of course I am from which one? I still need to ask?"

Feng Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth. Although there was nothing wrong with his words, why did she sound a little weird? Moreover, it was obvious that he didn't remember who he was!

The two walked on the street for most of the day and approached the gate of Feng Mansion, she stopped: "Go back! Don't throw Feng Guard away next time you go out, otherwise you will forget the way back."

Mr. Feng felt strange when he heard this. He looked at the gate of Feng Mansion in front, then looked at her who turned around and wanted to leave, and asked in confusion: "Xiao Feng'er, are you not going home with grandpa? Where else are you going?"

As he said that, he followed her again, and taught her a lesson: "You said, why didn't you ask someone to follow me when you go out? What if you are kidnapped when you are kidnapped? We are the only one with you. If you are kidnapped, where can we find someone?"

"Aren't you going back?" She looked at him with a strange look. She felt a little worried. What should I do with him this time?

Mr. Feng smiled and narrowed his eyes and said with a compliment: "Don't you still want to go shopping? Grandpa can also protect you. Moreover, Grandpa has just come out after being in seclusion for several months, and he doesn't want to go home so soon."

He patted the wine gourd around his waist and said, "This wine hasn't been finished yet!"

Looking at the Feng Mansion gate that was near to her, and then looking at the old man beside her, she sighed silently before taking the person away.

Feng Mansion

Feng Xiao, who was talking to Murong Yixuan, immediately stood up when he heard the butler's report and shouted in a deep voice: "What? You don't know if you are out of seclusion? No one is found in and outside the mansion now?"

The butler lowered his head slightly, not daring to look him in the eyes: "Yes, yes, the old slave sent the guards from the mansion to look for it, but there is no news yet."

"I must have sneaked out to find wine again!"

Feng Xiao said with some concern and looked at Murong Yixuan: "The old man is gone, I have to go find him. Qingge hid in the room when he came back. I would like to ask you to go over and see her for me."

"Uncle Xiao, do you want me to send someone to help me find it?" Murong Yixuan stood up and asked.

"No, the mansion is very well-manned, and I guess it should be in the wine shops and other places in the city. We can just go and find them."
Chapter completed!