Bao Fei stood in the lobby of the Governor's Mansion tremblingly.
Surrounded by Jin Linwei with knives and swords, all dressed in black, serious in speech and expression, their expressions were cold, which made Bao Fei's legs weak.
"The Governor is here."
Bao Fei's legs went weak and he fell to his knees: "Da, Da Dudu."
Pei Heng came in a hurry, his face was livid, and he looked very ugly.
It seems that what Bao Feitong said just now has reached Pei Heng's ears.
"Exactly what happened, tell me exactly." Pei Heng's voice was cold, and the words he spat out seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Bao Fei knew Pei Heng.
Everyone in Kyoto knew about the eldest grandson of the former proud son of the Zhenguo Duke. Fengmingxuan is the number one jewelry store in Kyoto. Not only is it a household name, it is known to seven or eight people out of ten.
If Bao was not smooth and shrewd, he would not have made Fengmingxuan the largest store in Kyoto.
Even though he had received countless dignitaries and wealthy families, Bao Fei was still a little nervous when he saw Pei Heng at this moment and thought of his inhuman achievements.
"This is what happened..." Bao Fei lowered his head, licked his lips, and recounted the incident in detail from beginning to end.
Pei Heng did not interrupt him from the beginning to the end.
If Bao Fei dared to look up, he would see that Pei Heng's ugly face had not changed at all from beginning to end.
"That's the way it is." After Bao Feimao finished speaking, he looked up at Pei Heng.
His livid face looked the same from beginning to end, and it didn't even change. I don't know if he was unresponsive or was extremely angry.
Pei Heng waved his hand: "I understand."
Bao Fei was stunned for a moment, said nothing, kowtowed, and followed Jin Linwei away.
It seems that the rumors that the governor and his mother have a weak relationship are true.
Not long after, Fusong came back, his voice urgent: "Lord Governor, Madam has not returned home."
Didn't go back home.
No return home!
Pei Heng was very calm, with no wave in his eyes, "Call all the Jin Lin Guards, don't alert anyone, dig three feet into the ground to find her."
Fusong knew that his master was on the verge of rage!
It was said that the governor had a very weak relationship with his mother, but only Fusong knew how much the governor cared about his mother.
"Yes, my subordinate will take someone to find him right now."
"Don't go. You go check on another matter." Pei Heng faintly spit out the names of two people, both of whom were junior officials below the fifth rank in Kyoto.
Although Fusong was surprised why the governor's eyes fell on such a petty official, he didn't ask any more questions, just wrote down the name and went to do the work.
Everyone was gone.
Pei Heng's legs and feet became weak, and he staggered two steps to hold on to the armchair.
He held onto the armchair, stood up straight, and left without looking back.
And the armrest of the armchair he was holding on had a deep crack.
It was like his heart had been torn open. This hole was imprinted on the palm of Yan's hand.
Yan accidentally fell down, and her palms were cut several times by the gravel, which was stained with blood.
"Madam, get in my carriage. Your wound must be treated quickly." Xu Wanning said to Mrs. Yan.
Chang'an held Yan's hand and looked at the wound above, feeling distressed: "Grandma, get in the car and treat the wound."
Yan, who had been confused before, actually nodded gently and said yes when he saw Xu Wanning and Chang'an again.
Xu Wanning quickly brought the person into the carriage, and Bai Ge treated Yan's wounds.
Chang'an looked at Yan's wound distressedly and called to her: "Grandma, will it stop hurting if you call like this?"
"It doesn't hurt. You breathed for me. It doesn't hurt at all." Yan's eyes never left Chang'an from the beginning to the end. Her eyes were gentle and kind, as if she were looking at her own child. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her cheeks were Two pear vortices are looming.
The carriage stopped where it was, and Yan's wounds had been treated.
Xu Wanning: "Madam, do you want me to take you home?" There was no one around her, and the servants probably didn't even know she ran away.
When Yan heard that she was going home, she quickly shook her head, "I'm not going back." She looked at Xu Wanning, then at Chang'an, and asked cautiously: "Can I go with you?"
She looked at Xu Wanning longingly, her eyes pleading, and then looked at Chang'an, her heart filled with reluctance.
Chang'an looked at Xu Wanning: "Mom..." He gently held Xu Wanning's hand, seeming to beg Xu Wanning to keep the Yan family.
This kid gets along well with the Yan family.
Xu Wanning touched Chang An's head: "Okay, let's take this grandma with us. However, I also have to send someone to notify her family, otherwise her family will be anxious if she leaves like this."
Chang'an nodded excitedly, took Yan's hand and said, "Grandma, my mother agrees that you can come with us."
Mrs. Yan grinned, and the pear dimples on her cheeks became clearer and clearer.
It is exactly the same as the pear vortex in Chang'an.
Xu Wanning didn't see it, but got off the carriage and went to find Fubai.
When Fu Bai heard that Madam was on the carriage and there was no one following him, he was startled: "Why is Madam running here?"
"I don't know the specific situation. You go and inform your governor. Tell him not to worry. I will take good care of my wife."
"Yes, my subordinates will go right away." Fu Bai accepted the order.
It was Chen Wang who came to drive the carriage, and the group headed towards Yuanxinju, chatting and laughing.
Yan, who was left behind, was a little reserved at first in the carriage. Chang'an kept pulling her to talk to her, getting her food and pouring water for her to drink.
"Grandma, please try this. This is the Qiuli ointment that my grandma made herself. It tastes sweet and will make your throat feel better."
Yan drank it obediently.
Chang'an asked her: "Grandma, does it taste good?"
"It tastes good." Mrs. Yan showed a child-like smile.
"Grandma, try this. My grandma fried it. It's fragrant, crispy, and delicious." Chang'an grabbed another handful of snacks made by Xu Wanning himself, fried fish scales, for Yan.
Xu Wanning was also curious. One day, she suddenly had a whim, thinking that except for the guts and gills of this fish, the whole body was inedible. Fish bubbles, fish scales, and fish intestines could be eaten. So, could the large fish scales scraped from its body be eaten? .
She discussed it with Peng Fu, and the two began to try cooking with fish scales.
Steaming, boiling, and stir-frying all tasted bad. In the end, Xu Wanning thought of deep-frying. Coat the washed fish scales with a layer of flour and put them into a pan for deep-frying. Not to mention, the fried fish scales are fragrant and crispy, so it’s suitable as a snack. But that's it.
Yan opened her hand and Chang An grabbed a handful for her.
Somewhat oily.
But Yan didn't care at all and didn't mind it being dirty. He put a piece into his mouth and chewed it a few times. Then he arched his eyebrows, eyes like crescent moons, and said, "It's delicious."
Chang'an smiled broadly.
The eyebrows are curved and the pear dimples are deep.
Xu Tingan looked at this and that, and suddenly said: "Sister, they look like them."
