Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin wandered outside Ling's mansion for a long time, and only then mustered up the courage to enter.

As soon as he stepped up the stairs, he ran into Ling Luoyu who was about to go out.

"Third Young Master?!"

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu quickly waved: "You came just in time, I was just looking for you!"

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?!" Feng Chenglin approached excitedly: "Third Young Master, are you going out again, so you want to take me away?!"

Ling Luoyu came squinting unhappily: "What are you thinking? Even if I want to take you away, Hao Qingyou has to let you go!"

Feng Chenglin's expression felt a little sad: "Then why do you want me?!"

Ling Luoyu opened his mouth wide for a moment, then closed it again, his expression becoming more and more unhappy.

"This matter... don't talk about it! When you get to the place, help me pick someone up!"

"Pick up who?!"

"Don't ask, you'll know when you get there!"

She stuffed a note to Feng Chenglin.

"Remember, when you meet her girl, don't ask anything, and don't say anything, just pick her up at my house!!"

"I'm going to pick up people...then why are you going!?"

"Didn't you tell me something was wrong?!"

Ling Luoyu seemed to be even more unhappy, and regardless of whether Feng Chenglin understood, he turned around and flew on his horse, and rode away.

"This... What kind of wind is this blowing!?"

Unfolding the note, there were only a few simple words on it - Xichengmen, Jiaojiao.

"Jiaojiao?! Who is Jiaojiao?!"

From the name, she was a girl, but Ling Luoyu had never mentioned it before!

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West Gate.

Feng Chenglin jumped off the carriage and stood there in a daze.

Ling Luoyu only said that she was coming to pick her up, but she didn't say what this Jiaojiao girl looks like? !

There are so many people here, girls are walking everywhere, how does he know which one is Jiaojiao?

You can't just go up and ask for a girl's name when you see a girl, right? !

As I was thinking about it, I heard a timid voice coming from behind.

"Third Young Master!"

Listen to the sound, it's very soft.

It's just soft and waxy, with a bit of timidity.

Fatty Feng turned around quickly: "No...I..."

Behind him, a woman in an old linen dress stood coyly.

His long hair was wrapped in a piece of blue cloth and tied into a bun, crisp and neat. His slightly sallow face was covered with freckles, and his bright black eyes were full of shyness and timidity.

She had a package on her arm, her hands in her sleeves, and a pair of black cloth shoes were covered with dirt and dust.

Swallowing dryly, the corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched.

"You are... Jiaojiao?!"

The woman quickly grinned, revealing her big yellow teeth.

"You are the third young master!? Oh, it is said that the third young master looks better than women... But you don't look very good-looking..."

Feng Chenglin was terrified by that mouthful of big yellow teeth, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"That... girl, get on the carriage first..."

"carriage?!"

Before Feng Chenglin could finish speaking, Jiaojiao let out an exaggerated scream, almost throwing away her burden.

"There is also a carriage?! In our country, only rich people can ride in a carriage... Is the third young master's family rich?!"

Feng Chenglin: "Yes..."

Emma! ! !

Where is this sister from? !

Is it a little too exaggerated? !

With this appearance and taste, she would probably dislike it if she gave San Shao a pair of shoes! !

I really don't know where he got this girl from! !

Jiaojiao's exclamation caused the passers-by around to see that Feng Chenglin was even more ashamed and sweating coldly.

"That...girl, please..."