Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The red wine in the glass spilled a little.

Feng Qian frowned slightly, and stayed still so he didn't get knocked down.

only……

Feng Qian sat back and slowly spread out his palms at an angle that outsiders could not see.

In just a few seconds, the young man quickly stuffed the note into her palm.

In order to confirm whether this was the information she was going to hand over this time, Feng Qian opened the note and looked at it.

After contacting the original owner's memory, Feng Qian can be confirmed.

Probably the informant also noticed that she was called away by others, so they temporarily changed the plan and handed over information in this way.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Feng Qian slowly got up and walked back to the backstage with the high heels on his feet.

At this time, there was no one in the backstage.

Feng Qian sat back in his seat and took off the makeup on his face. After removing his makeup, he went to the dressing room to change into his own clothes.

The original owner has beautiful facial features, and after removing the glamorous makeup, a pair of water-like apricot eyes look docile and lovely.

The lips are pale crimson.

After changing into a beige gown with a blue pleated skirt, the beauty of red roses is completely lost.

The image of a well-informed and sensible rich lady.

Feng Qian didn't stay long and left Jinling Gate directly.

People come and go outside.

Feng Qian raised his hand and beckoned a rickshaw.

"Feng Family Mansion in Tongque Lane."

After sitting up, Feng Qian reported the address.

"okay!"

The driver put the towel over his shoulders and hunched over and began to pull the cart.

When the rickshaw turned into a remote path, the driver pulling the car in front said in a low voice: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, Yunjian Restaurant."

The sound is somewhat familiar.

Feng Qian searched the memory of the original owner.

The original owner has a partner named Lu Hua.

As in her memory, Lu Hua told her the location of her next mission in this way.

The time I went to Yunjian Teahouse was to convey the Colonel's instructions to the informants in Jiangcheng.

The rickshaw went around a few more times before turning into Tongque Lane, and finally stopped in front of the Feng family mansion.

After Feng Qian got out of the car, while giving the money to Lu Hua, he also handed the note handed over by the informant to Lu Hua.

"Go slowly, miss."

Lu Hua put the note in his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulder.

After Fengqian left, he threw the towel over his shoulders again and pulled the rickshaw away.

Father Feng did not allow the original owner to go out alone, but the little girl often ran out secretly, and with some skills, the servants in the house often couldn't find their second lady.

No one would have thought that the second Miss Feng family also had the identity of a red rose from Jinling Gate.

Father Feng spoiled this girl since she was a child. The original owner and elder brother Feng Jingzhi practiced martial arts and guns. Master Feng also opened one eye and closed the other, and went with the little girl.

When he grew up, he often sneaked out of the mansion alone, and Master Feng couldn't find anyone, and he couldn't beat the little girl's soft and hard bubbles, so he didn't care.

It's impossible for a girl's family to go to any dangerous place. When encountering bad people, there are also some fists and kung fu, so the master of the Feng family is a little relieved.

On the way back to the house, Feng Qian has to pass through the living room of the Feng family mansion.

When the little girl passed by, she was stopped.

"Little girl, come here."

Feng Qian paused in her footsteps, took a few steps back, and glanced inside.

Feng father Feng mother, and a slender young man in military uniform.

Feng Qian lifted his foot and walked in.

Feng Jingzhi turned back with a sunny smile on his face, "Qianqian looks like she just came back from outside again."

Feng Qian blinked and glanced secretly at Father Feng, who was holding a cane, and the mustache at the corner of his mouth was about to be blown up.

Ugh.

Brother Mo Ruo, who knows his sister.