The full-level boss really doesn't want to be green tea anymore

Chapter 47
Wen Moyan was thinking about something, so when she heard someone asking, she subconsciously looked at Shuang Feichen. It didn't matter, and she immediately lost her right to speak.

She suddenly covered her mouth and nose, and said pretentiously: "My lord, I'm so scared, I'd better leave this kind of matter to Mr. Jin to handle."

Everyone: "..."

Shuang Yuanxing couldn't help but said: "You...Wen Moyan, what can I tell you? It's not the time to act like a baby. You are not afraid of dissecting a corpse, but are you afraid of asking you a few words?"

Wen Moyan was about to cry, so she hurriedly looked at Shuang Yuanxing, and said, "Your Highness Xiang, don't blame me, I may be too tired, talking nonsense."

Speaking of this, she hurriedly changed the topic: "What, I think people who meet these three conditions should be engaged in work related to the funeral industry. I remember that I saw a paper-making shop in Furong Lane, called Zhima Xiangpu. The prince can lead someone to investigate secretly. I'll dry my hair first!"

As soon as Wen Moyan finished speaking, she walked out, wanting to escape here as soon as possible.Because that feeling of shame is simply too sour.

However, someone just didn't want her to leave.

Shuang Feichen said, "Stop, come back!"

Wen Moyan wanted to pretend she didn't hear, and continued to walk out, but Shuang Feichen came to her in a flash, frowned and asked, "This king told you to stop, why are you running?"

Standing in front of Shuang Feichen, Wen Moyan lowered her head deeply, and when she heard Shuang Feichen's questioning, she said helplessly, "I... I didn't hear it."

Everyone was speechless for a while, the main hall is so big, Shuang Feichen's voice is so loud, didn't she hear?
Shuang Feichen was even more speechless, he couldn't understand why Wen Moyan was so changeable.

Facing other people's attitudes and minds, facing him, he would either flatter and flatter, or speak indiscriminately and pretentiously.

He really...can't understand her.

Shuang Feichen stretched out his hand, grabbed Wen Moyan's arm, pulled her to the guest seat without saying a word, and pressed her shoulder to let her sit down.

Except for Wen Changshan lying on the ground, everyone stood in the main hall.

Now that Wen Moyan is sitting alone, how can she not be embarrassed?

Wen Moyan was about to stand up in a hurry, but Shuang Feichen slapped her acupuncture points unexpectedly.

Wen Moyan said in surprise: "My lord...I..."

"I don't want to listen to nonsense. If you want to talk, just tell me why you think there is something wrong with the paper bunting." Shuang Feichen walked around behind Wen Moyan while speaking, and reached out to grab her long damp hair.

A white mist slowly rose from Wen Moyan's hair.

Everyone could see that Shuang Feichen was using his internal strength to dry Wen Moyan's hair.

Wen Changshan, who was lying on the ground, was dumbfounded, but his heart beat like a drum.

He felt that he had pressed the wrong treasure. The King of Qin was so considerate to Wen Moyan, but he pushed Wen Moyan out as a bait. Didn't this please His Majesty, but offended the King of Qin?

Wen Changshan swallowed, feeling uneasy.

Wen Moyan turned her back to Shuang Feichen at the moment, and didn't know what Shuang Feichen was doing, but her freedom of speech at the moment made her relax a lot.

Wen Moyan explained: "The paper-making shop is obviously engaged in the funeral industry. The boss must know more than others about who has a newly deceased girl. And when I passed by that shop these days, I found that The boss seems to be a man, and his business is very good, he has been sitting in the shop, making all kinds of paper ties."

Jin Ziduo clapped his hands, and said: "A man, being able to touch the corpse, and living in Furong Lane, these three points are all satisfied, the prince must be right about him, I'm going to bring someone to bring him back!"

Shuang Feichen thought for a while, and said, "Don't go arresting, go and invite someone over first, and ask a question or two."

After all, all the clues they have now are speculations, and there is no conclusive evidence. If they arrest people with great fanfare, if they make a mistake, it will only make bad public opinion rampant.

Jin Ziduo nodded and said, "Zhang Zhi, take a few people and invite him over."

Zhang Zhi was arrested and ordered to leave.

Seeing Zhang Zhi leave, Wen Moyan opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Shuang Yuanxing looked at her and asked doubtfully, "Miss San, do you have anything else to say?"

Wen Moyan wanted to say that there is actually another suspicious person in Furong Lane, that is, Feng Yuli in green clothes.

But thinking about it carefully, Feng Yuli only yelled to fight and kill her, but he didn't really hurt her, and Feng Yu left the bookstore, it seems that there are not many opportunities to touch the corpse.

In this way, the idea of ​​mentioning him was dispelled.

Wen Moyan said, "It's nothing, I just thought of Feng Xiaoxiao. How is he these days?"

She did think of Feng Xiaoxiao, because of the paper shop, and also because of the Tongque Garden maid named Hu Po.

Hearing this question, the guard Qingyue quickly said: "Miss San, don't worry, Feng Xiaoxiao is in the Guest House of Prince Qin's Mansion, and he has been very peaceful these few days, but he is arguing to see you every day."

Wen Moyan was a little helpless, she couldn't see Feng Xiaoxiao yet, because there was no whereabouts of his sister right now, so meeting her would be in vain.

Secondly... because of Hu Po's words, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

Just as Wen Moyan was deep in thought, Shuang Feichen had already dried her hair.

Shuang Feichen unlocked her acupuncture points, walked around in front of her, frowned and said, "What's the matter? What are you thinking?" It was strange that he could keenly feel Wen Moyan's emotional changes.

He sensed her anxiety.

Wen Moyan was slightly startled, subconsciously looked at Shuang Feichen's face, and blurted out: "My lord expends his internal energy to dry Yan'er's hair. Yan'er really has nothing to repay, and I can only promise him with my body in this life."

Everyone turned away their faces one after another, as if they didn't see.

On the contrary, Shuang Feichen raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "Okay, there will be a day when you promise me with your body."

Wen Moyan raised her hand to cover her mouth, wishing she could swallow the words she said.

Fortunately, the time left for her to be embarrassed was not long, and Jin Ziduo brought back the owner of the paper making shop.

However, the person brought back...shocked everyone.

Shuang Yuanxing pointed to the man with no legs sitting on the step, and asked in shock, "He...is he the owner of the paper shop?"

An embarrassing look appeared on Zhang Zhi's face, and he opened his mouth to respond: "His Royal Highness Xiang, his name is Xu Qing, and he is indeed the owner of the paper shop."

Xu Qing looked at the crowd nervously, cupped his hands and said, "Grassman Xu Qing, see my lords, my lords forgive me, the grassroots cannot salute."

Xu Qing's legs were amputated from the knees, he couldn't kneel down at all, so naturally he couldn't salute.

However, it is even more impossible for such a disabled person to carry the female corpse.

Everyone was frowning and looking at Xu Qing, while Xu Qing kept wiping his sweat nervously.

Shuang Feichen looked at Xu Qing and asked, "Are you the only one in your paper shop?"

(End of this chapter)