Feng Junchi stared at the canna, and after a while, he looked at the other flowers and plants he planted. Seeing that only the canna is alive, he didn't think it was a good omen, but he just thought that the canna should not die, so God let it live, grow roots, and continue to grow.

So, it is because he can survive until now that he is still alive?

Although they didn't think it was a good omen, Nanyuan and the others thought so, and Feng Junchi did not deny it, and only said one word "加".

Nanyuan and the others immediately thanked.

After the maid and slave received the reward and retreated, Feng Junchi looked at the canna again with cold eyes.

This canna was planted by him and Mu Sheng, and he planted other cannabis together, but only the cannabis survived, and it was also the only one that survived among the flowers and plants he had planted so many times.

Feng Junchi squatted down and slowly filled the dilapidated soil back little by little. His cold eyes were deep, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That day..." Suddenly, Feng Jun spoke, just like he was talking to himself, and he was self-doubted, "Shouldn't I wipe her hands?"

"Ah?" Nanyuan stood beside him, but he didn't hear clearly.

Feng Junchi didn't say it again, but his eyebrows slightly frowned, and his cold eyes became deeper. Otherwise, why would she refuse?

Is there anything wrong with him?

As soon as Feng Junchi stood up, someone came over to clean his hands with something. Feng Junchi was washing his hands while thinking about his thoughts.

Then, he paused his hands and asked Nanyuan: "She is in the study again?"

This time, Nan Yuan heard it clearly and quickly replied: "Yes, the eldest lady is in the study again today. I heard that someone still doesn't know what she wrote in the study. Anyway, she is quite busy."

Feng Jun said nothing.

Since she said that day, ‘Let me rest assured’, she left, and then, he had never seen her again, but heard that she had been busy writing in the study these days.

As for what to write, no one knows.

And today, she is in the study again...

Feng Jun Chi's lips opened slightly. He wanted to give him something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he closed it again and said nothing to Nanyuan.

There was a maid who rushed into the yard and walked over. She saluted him first, then lowered her voice and reported: "Master, the news in the palace that the emperor was assassinated in the Imperial Garden half an hour ago. The Marquis of Boting made contributions to rescue the emperor. The Emperor rewarded the Marquis of Boting. The Marquis of Boting did not accept all of them. He only hoped that the son of Boting could be lifted from the order for the year's confinement. The Emperor had already approved it."

Feng Junchi just wiped his hands with a veil.

It's like this is not talking to him at all.

Or Nan Yuan asked, "Do you know who assassinated him?"

The maid said, "I don't know."

Nan Yuan: "Go down."

"Yes." The maid bowed and retreated.

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It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that Mu Sheng walked out of the study.

Hongzhu was sitting on the steps outside the study doing needlework. When she saw her coming out, she quickly put down the needlework and said to her: "Lunch is ready, because you have explained it in advance, I dare not go in and disturb you. Since the young lady is out, please go to the flower hall for dinner."

"Yes." Mu Sheng nodded with a smile and walked towards the flower hall.

Hongzhu followed behind and told her with a gaze of joy what interesting things happened in her mansion today.

These include: "Miss, you have entered the study room a long time ago. You must not know that one of the flowers and plants planted by the three young masters of Feng in Qinfengyuan has actually been alive. I went to see it with curiosity as the servants in the mansion. It was really alive, with a little root, it was a canna. It's such a strange thing. The dead are resurrected. Everyone says it's a good omen, and the butler says that."
Chapter completed!