Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Brother Fenglan!"

Seeing Feng Lan's attention, Xiang Xing's soft eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly walked to his side.

I saw her serious little face, and she spoke to him very seriously, "Brother Fenglan, I want to see what's in Sister Fenghan's purse, can you speak for me and let me take a look? ?"

However, just as she finished speaking, there were bursts of faint laughter all around.

When the little guy was stunned, he couldn't help looking at the sound, but saw that the imperial doctors or guards in the whole room were either embarrassed, or covered their mouths and smiled with embarrassment.

She laughed until she was full of question marks.

what's the situation.

She just wanted to see a purse, why are they smiling like this.

...isn't a purse just a wallet?

Fortunately, Feng Lan noticed the growing embarrassment in the atmosphere, and couldn't help but coughed a few times seriously.

"Everyone, the saint is in a coma. Now is not the time to joke, right?"

As the man said, he walked out slowly, and pulled the confused little guy behind him without any expression.

After a pause, he immediately moved his lips toward the court officials, and said with a smile, "Presumably, it is the general's discerning eyes, who have discovered something... So, can you please avoid it for a while?"

"...Ah, yes, of course!"

Hearing the meaning of Feng Lan's words, the group of people nodded knowingly, and soon they all ran out of the bedroom.

The last one to go out even smiled and helped to bring the door and closed it tightly.

But for a moment, in the largest Accord bedroom in Fengxiang Building, there were only Xiang Xing three people and Situ Ling lying unconscious on the bed.

Seeing this scene, Feng Han frowned and was about to say something.

However, he suddenly received a clear look from his younger brother that he couldn't refuse.

"Eldest sister, there are no outsiders now, please let Xing'er see your purse."

Feng Lan raised his peerless and overly kind smile, and spoke gently to her sister.

In his hands, he has quietly put on a posture, it seems that if Feng Han continues to twist, he will directly use the grab...

Seeing this, Feng Han was helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

With a pretty blushing face, he reluctantly took off the purse from his waist and handed it to Xiang Xing.

"General, look at it."

The woman muttered in a low voice, then suddenly glared at her younger brother.

Mei Mu was ruthless, "You go behind the screen for me! If you dare to look at me, I will dig out your eyeballs!"

"……well."

Feng Lan smiled and shrugged, obediently disappearing behind the screen.

Feeling that there should be no problem, Xiang Xing has a small head, so he walked to the small tea table, opened the delicate and unique purse, and then fell on the table...

A pile of things fell out of the purse.

I saw that there were only silver coins, some beautifully embroidered handkerchiefs, and a few pearl hairpins in the purse.

There are many, well, very delicate menstrual belts...

Looking at these little cloth strips, the little guy only felt a bang in his head, and two clusters of powder quickly flew up on his cheeks.

Difficult, no wonder Feng Han didn't want to show her the purse...

It turns out that the purse of this world is still used to hold these things!

——However, the original owner didn’t use it like that.

Although it may be because she did not have such a relationship with women's purses...