Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 119 The owner of the village and her petite wife with different appearances [41]

Shen Wanqing took a sip of tea, moistened her throat and said calmly: "If what you and yours said, General Shen, is true, it is impossible not to find a trace of clues."

Hearing the girl's words, Shen Jifeng shook his head for a while, "We checked everything, but we really couldn't find any relevant information, as if it had been wiped clean."

"impossible."

Shen Wanqing shook her head calmly, she put down her teacup, her light brown eyes narrowed like those of a kitten.

"Did General Shen find out about the nanny who delivered the baby back then?" Shen Wanqing asked casually.

Hearing this, Shen Jifeng thought for a while, then shook his head and replied, "Not at all. When we went to investigate, the nanny had disappeared. The neighbors said that she had moved out of the capital, and no one knew where she went."

The girl looked careless, and her slender fingertips lightly tapped the table.

Her deep eyes were half-closed, her bright red lips were slightly raised, and a slight smile flashed across her.

"Maybe you can check it out at a temple in the south of the capital." Shen Wanqing said in a flat voice, tilting her head a little carelessly.

"The temple in the south of the city?" Shen Zhanfeng was slightly startled, as if he was a little confused.

Shen Wanqing hummed lightly, "There may be someone you're looking for there."

"Midwife?"

She glanced at Shen Jifeng with a flat expression, "Maybe."

Shen Binfeng was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Didn't the midwife leave the capital?

Didn't she not believe what they said?

And how did he know where the midwife was?
748 is a little proud to be able to hear the voices of everyone except Shen Wanqing and the gold master's father.

How does the host know?
Of course it's because of my walking golden finger, the golden buff is here!
Otherwise, according to the host's strength, how could he know it!

748's little heart suddenly started to quiver.

Shen Wanqing got up indifferently, flicked the hem of his clothes, and said indifferently: "It's inconvenient to tell, Qingqing has something to say, so I will leave first. As for the progress in the south of the city, General Shen can come and report, and Qingqing will come."

"Okay." Shen Jifeng nodded.

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Fu Yaxuan.

In the hall of Fu Yaxuan gathered talented men and beauties, each man was handsome and coquettish, with a paper fan in his hand, shaking it gently, he looked so coquettish and handsome.

The girls are comely and pleasant, with good etiquette, and their dress is dignified and polite.

A man in a royal blue gown, a white-faced scholar, gently waved a paper fan in his hand.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are smiling, and the eyes are full of romance and affection.

He is the host who organized this banquet today - Ling Jianming.

Ling Jianming smiled coquettishly and waved the paper fan, calling the talented scholars and beauties who came and went to sit in their seats.

The decoration in the hall is luxurious, but not vulgar. There are landscape paintings and copybooks, which are quite elegant.

Smoke rises from the delicate censer.

The light purple gauze curtain outlines a quiet and elegant atmosphere, and seats are placed in the hall.

During the banquet, there were several dishes of delicate and delicious dishes and desserts, and a delicate wine jug was placed beside it. Pick up the wine glass and pour a glass gently, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing.

During the banquet, there were young ladies who had already arrived, and a group of young masters sat in the banquet, posing casually, shaking origami fans, talking in a relaxed and lazy manner, discussing poems and songs.

On the other side, because men and women are not clear about giving and receiving, men and women have to avoid suspicion, so the girl's banquet is opposite to the group of young masters.

It seemed that everyone was present, Ling Jianming opened the fan with a swipe, and walked over flirtatiously, shaking the fan.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start today's poems and songs."

(End of this chapter)