Chapter 2049 How can it compare to Yao Guang's beauty?
Gu Nuoer's eyes were filled with watery blackness, with a slight hint of surprise.
"It's also number thirty-two?"
Ye Siming recalled for a moment and nodded slightly.
Gu Nuoer took a breath of cold air.
What a coincidence.
The girl Feng Ruoxin who came to order pastries just now also left her address here.
Seeing Gu Nuoer's complicated expression, Ye Siming asked, "Is there something wrong?"
He suddenly reacted and a slight smile spread across his thin lips.
The young man raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, even though I was ordered to offer condolences last time, I didn't enter the mourning hall, nor did I offer incense to her."
Gu Nuoer came back to her senses: "Brother Siming, what are you talking about? I don't care about this!"
Ye Siming's long eyes narrowed slightly: "What's the reason for that?"
"Miss Feng we just met at the entrance of the sugar shop, don't you think she looks like the same person?"
"Like who?"
"The deceased daughter of the Feng family, Feng Zhiyu!"
Hesitation gradually appeared on Ye Siming's stern face.
looks like?
He didn't even pay much attention to it.
Gu Nuoer's watery eyes were bright: "Moreover, she has booked the mansion where the pastries are located, which is Uncle Feng's house. Could it be that Uncle Feng has two daughters?"
Ye Siming gradually frowned and said, "No, last time I went to their home, I heard from mourners that Feng Zhiyu was their only child."
Gu Nuoer murmured: "That would be even weirder..."
The girl just now doesn't look like she was transformed into a ghost.
Ye Siming thought for a moment, then pinched Gu Nuoer's fingertips.
"Don't worry about it. Didn't that person say that her parents are going to hold a banquet for her. If Mr. Feng, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, holds it for her, then we should receive an invitation in a few days."
Gu Nuoer felt that what he said was reasonable, so she nodded obediently: "Okay~ I'm just too curious."
at this time.
Feng Ruoxin has returned to her own room in Feng Mansion.
The maids placed the silks, satins and pearl jewelry she purchased today on the table.
Looking at those gorgeous ornaments, Feng Ruoxin didn't have a particularly fond look in her eyes.
When she bought it, she didn't hesitate, but when she took it home, she seemed to have lost interest.
The maids were a little confused.
Feng Ruoxin said: "You guys put these away, I will wear them on the day of the banquet."
"Yes." The maids split up.
Feng Ruoxin turned to face the carved bronze mirror. Her delicate-looking willow eyes were filled with deep sadness.
Yue He, the maid in charge of serving her, approached from outside.
She whispered: "Second Miss, I have clearly told you that you are not allowed to approach Yong Yehou and Princess Yaoguang casually. You rushed after them today, but you scared the slaves."
Feng Ruoxin looked at her from the bronze mirror: "My foster father only said that I won't be allowed to provoke them. I see that Her Royal Highness the Princess is kind and wants to talk. What are you afraid of?"
Yuehe was speechless, but still warned: "But I also want to give you a piece of advice, my current dignity and wealth are hard-won, so you must cherish your feathers."
Feng Ruoxin's eyes darkened and she said no more.
Yuehe is the personal maid assigned to her by Feng Shangshu, who takes care of everything about her.
The most important thing is to keep an eye on Feng Ruoxin and not let her rush to Ye Siming in private to call her benefactor.
Feng Ruoxin took off her hairpin and sat in front of the mirror: "You all go down, I want to take a rest."
"Yes." Yuehe closed the door and left with the maids.
Feng Ruoxin looked into the bronze mirror again. She stared at her face and finally sighed.
"How can such an ordinary face compare to Yao Guang's beauty?"