Feng Shiyin asked: "Young prince and county horse master, are you two busy?"

Jia Cong pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.

I could only ask vaguely: "We just passed by here, and there was a flower-like Taoist sitting on the street opposite."

"Has Aunt Feng seen it?"

Mrs. Feng nodded: "I met Xiao Yao'er when I was going out. He said he came on the day of Yinglian's appointment."

"I just sat on the street across the street and didn't even open my mouth to beg."

"He took water when he was given it, but when no one gave it to him, he left in the evening."

"Early the next morning, I sat across from you again."

Jia Cong asked: "When was that little song on the wall behind him written?"

If it was written down right after arriving, it has nothing to do with him.

Or maybe I just wrote it today, maybe Zhen Shiyin wanted him to see it on purpose...

Feng shook his head: "I didn't pay attention to this."

Jia Cong thought for a long time and finally spoke.

"If that man comes again tomorrow."

"Aunt Feng, take Miss Zhen and go see him in person..."

Feng was at a loss and didn't understand what it meant.

"How does this work?"

"I live alone, and Yinglian girl is about to leave the court, how can she meet outsiders?"

"It's not easy to meet even a monk or a Taoist..."

Jia Cong shook his head gently.

"Aunt Feng..."

"That Taoist may be the master Zhen Shiyin who became a monk in the past and went to your mansion..."

Feng's surprise is nothing short of trivial!

Get up suddenly!
Chapter completed!