Princess Against the World

"It's just a handkerchief, why is Mr. Feng so persistent..."

Master Mei slowly lowered her eyes and smiled meaningfully.

"Mr. Feng is so nervous, I'm afraid...it's not as simple as a handkerchief, right?"

Ruan Qing's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he suddenly looked at the rubbing.

When Master Mei suddenly took action, she felt something was wrong.

Now it seems that the handkerchief is definitely not normal.

Walking quickly, she walked to Feng Chenglin, her eyes burning: "Feng Chenglin, you are Ling Luoyu's, so I won't embarrass you... If you let go, we will still be the same as before, and we will not lose any harmony. …”

"I'll go, can you guys have some face!?" Feng Chenglin had no intention of letting go, but held on to the rubbing even more tightly: "I told you this is my thing, but you still want to grab it...and you still have to rely on the large number of people. Rob! Believe it or not, when Third Young Master comes back, I will beat you all over the ground?"

He put both hands together, trying to grasp the rubbing.

Who knew that Ruan Qing didn't hesitate at all, and suddenly took action, pinching Feng Chenglin's wrist with his slender fingers.

"you……"

Feng Chenglin screamed and instinctively stopped.

Queen Mother Mei made a strong effort and slid backwards with the chair.

"grass……"

Feng Chenglin seemed to realize at this moment that he had let go, and quickly went to catch him again.

"mine……"

But Ruan Qing's fingers turned again and blocked Feng Chenglin in the air.

"Back off!"

In line with the principle of complete acting, Feng Chenglin roared angrily: "That's why you quit!"

At that moment, the beast-shaped power exploded symbolically, hitting Ruan Qing's palm.

"boom!"

The forces of the two sides collided, and Feng Chenglin suddenly turned over completely, including his chair, and fell to the ground in a panic.

Ruan Qing did not strike again, but took a step back to protect Master Mei.

"aunt……"

Master Mei had no time to care about the fight between Feng Chenglin and Ruan Qing, and quickly scanned the rubbings several times.

Before Feng Chenglin could get up, he stood up suddenly: "What is this?"

Feng Chenglin was still half-kneeling on the ground. He was startled for a moment when he heard this, then patted himself nonchalantly and responded casually: "Didn't I tell you everything? This is the handkerchief I use to wipe my nose...I I am really impressed by your Jiuhua Taoist Temple. A handkerchief to wipe your nose with, even a big leader like you would snatch it away..."

"Aunt?" Ruan Qing looked at Master Mei thoughtfully, "Is this it?"

Judging from Master Mei's expression, this thing is definitely unusual.

But it was completely different from the December she knew.

Master Mei's breathing trembled slightly, she raised the rubbings and tried to keep her voice calm and indifferent: "Where are the other rubbings?"

"What rubbing?"

"This is not a finished picture...it's obvious there's more to it..."

"Master Mei, I told you, this is a handkerchief for wiping your nose..." Feng Chenglin moved his hands and feet and responded nonchalantly: "If you say there are any pictures on it, that's my disdain... "

He suddenly chuckled, looking like a shameless gangster.

"Master Mei, are you saying that the snot on my nose... looks like a picture? What picture is it? It can't be a treasure map, right?"

The words "treasure map" not only moved Master Mei, but also Ruan Qing's expression changed drastically, and he quickly took the rubbing and looked at it himself.

The reactions of the two of them made Feng Chenglin understand, but he still continued to pretend to be confused.

"Master Mei, if you like that kind of picture, it's okay, I can rub some snot on your nose..."