Chapter 61 These little short fingers are so cute



Chapter 61 These little short fingers are so cute

A moment later, a servant from the princess's mansion entered the theater holding a squeaking little monkey, looking around anxiously.

After seeing Feng Qingsui's figure, he walked towards her quickly.

Feng Qingsui and the wife of the Marquis of Anyang, who loved to eat raw and pickled fish, sat in the middle of the audience seats, while Zhong and Ning Fengluan, mother and daughter, sat towards the entrance of the theater.

When the servants entered the theater, Feng Qingsui said to the wife of Marquis Anyang, "I'm going to the dressing room," and then walked outside with Wuhua.

When he walked to the side of Zhong's mother and daughter, he happened to meet the servants.

"Madam Ji, this monkey suddenly screamed in pain. I don't know where it's hurt. Could you please take a look?"

the servant pleaded.

Feng Qingsui glanced at the small round table in front of Zhong and said, "Put it on the table first and let it move around."

The servant immediately did as he was told.

Zhong pulled Ning Fengluan to her feet abruptly and took two steps back.

"How can you put it on the table?" She frowned. "It will run around everywhere."

Before he finished speaking, the little monkey jumped towards the stage.

The servant quickly pressed it down.

The little monkey screamed even louder.

The monkey performing on the stage heard the cry, jumped off the stage screaming, and ran towards the round table where the little monkey was.

The guests scattered in panic.

Zhong curled her lips slightly and tried to escape by pulling Ning Fengluan, but they were blocked by Feng Qingsui's fat maid.

“Get out of the way!”

The fat maid stepped back, but clumsily knocked over two stools.

The heavy round stool hit the feet of both of them. Ning Fengluan was so angry that she pulled out the whip from her waist and wanted to beat the fat maid.

Zhong didn't care about the pain and pulled Ning Fengluan, saying, "Let's go! It's not too late to teach you a lesson later!"

It's too late.

The monkeys arrived in a flash, and they grabbed and bit the people they caught. Zhong was pulled by the hair and screamed in panic.

Ning Fengluan whipped her to help her out, which only angered the monkeys even more.

Most of the monkeys pounced on the mother and daughter.

Wuhua tore a piece of silk cloth used for decoration above the viewing seats and wrapped the monkeys together, thus calming the farce.

The Zhong mother and daughter slumped down on the round stool with lingering fear.

Zhong suddenly felt something wrong with her right hand.

I raised my hand and saw that the fingertip on my right little finger had been taken away at some point.

I heard Feng Qingsui's exclamation.

"Mrs. Ning and Miss Ning are indeed mother and daughter. Even their fingers look exactly the same. Your little short fingers are so cute. This is the first time I've seen them."

All the guests looked over.

Zhong subconsciously clenched his fist.

"Everyone's little finger is shorter than the other fingers. This is also worthy of Madam Ji's curiosity."

"Ordinary people are one section shorter, but you are two sections shorter!"

Feng Qingsui grabbed her hand, forcibly pried open her five fingers, and showed them to everyone.

Ning Fengluan was troubled for many years because her right little finger was shorter than others. Zhong taught her to grow her nails longer so that others wouldn't notice it.

But I have never heard Zhong mention that she also has short fingers.

Seeing him now, he was surprised and asked, "Mom, why didn't you tell me before?"

Zhong's face turned pale. She pulled her hand back and said coldly, "What's there to say? It's not something to brag about."

The guests tasted it.

These two people are not biological mother and daughter, so why are their right little fingers so similar?

Most people don't have such short fingers.

When he thought about the rumor that Zhong treated Ning Fengluan better than her own children, the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhong had a bit more meaning.

Zhong was extremely confused.

She had just asked the maid to go back to the banquet hall to get mustard sauce to feed the little monkey in order to trick Feng Qingsui.

Feng Qingsui bought Madam Xu, and sent the housekeeper and servants who came to ask for her to the yamen jail, and also snatched away all the customers of Jinyi Pavilion. She had long wanted to teach her a lesson.

I didn't expect that I would be cheated instead of trying to cheat others. I'm so angry.

"We'll take our leave now."

She had a dark face and pulled Ning Fengluan away.

Ning Fengluan was still confused when she got on the carriage: "Mom, why didn't you tell me about the short finger?"

Zhong sighed deeply, "When you were young, I couldn't tell you some things because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to keep it secret and would let it out. Now that you've grown up, it's time to tell you."

"Actually, you are my biological child."

Feng Qingsui found some mustard sauce at the corner of the monkey's mouth and said to the servant, "It's not injured, it just ate the mustard sauce."

The servant wondered: "How can it eat this? It's really strange..."

Feng Qingsui asked him, "There's a doctor in the mansion. He just cried out in pain. Why did you bring him to me instead of the doctor?"

The servant replied, "It was the maid who noticed it was feeling unwell and urged me to come find you. I was so anxious that I didn't think much about it..."

She suddenly came to her senses.

"It must have been the mustard the maid fed it!"

When I tried to look for the maid, I couldn't find her anywhere.

Feng Qingsui watched two acts of the play and then returned home. The next day, when he was about to go out to look for Aunt Xu, the doorman brought in a visiting card.

A visiting card from Zong Hebai.

She thought about it, replied to the post, and asked him to go to a teahouse.

He should have known about the short finger incident. When he saw Feng Qingsui, his eyes were very complicated.

After a long silence, Fang said, "I'm sorry for arbitrarily cutting off the supply from the merchant. I've ordered the resumption of trade. You must compensate Qinghui Nuanrong Pavilion tenfold for any losses you've caused them during this period."

Feng Qingsui: "Thank you, Fourth Master, for your kindness."

A hurt expression flashed across Zong Hebai's face, and he smiled bitterly and said, "You should call me Fourth Uncle."

Feng Qingsui asked curiously, "Are you sure I'm your niece?"

“I recognized it immediately.”

He replied.

"I can sense it."

Feng Qingsui: “…”

It's so magical, why didn't I sense that Ning Fengluan was a Westerner before?

Zong Hebai sensed her contempt and smiled bitterly: "I never thought about it before..."

Feng Qingsui was not here to acknowledge his kinship with him, nor was he here to collect a debt. He said directly, "Can you help me ask the Duke of Ning to come out? In your name."

"What do you want him for?"

"There are some things I want to ask him."

Zong Hebai agreed immediately: "Okay."

After Feng Qingsui finalized the time, place, and details with him, he stood up and said, "After I've asked Ning Zeming, you can settle the score with the Ningguo Mansion. Before that, it's best to keep things as they are."

Zong Hebai nodded: "I won't act rashly."

Feng Qingsui left with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door of the tea room, I saw a familiar face.

"You..." Ji Changqing stood at the door of the teahouse opposite, his expression equally surprised, "Are you here to meet a friend?"

After looking over her shoulder and seeing Zong Hebai inside, he frowned slightly.

Feng Qingsui shook his head: "I'm here to discuss business."

"What business?"

A cynical and handsome face appeared behind Ji Changqing.

"Is Qinghui Warm Velvet Pavilion going to release spring clothes? Sister-in-law, can I be the first one to order?"

Ji Changqing pushed him back.

"Ignore him." He said to Feng Qingsui, "Are you done talking?"

"We're done."

"Let's go back to the mansion together. I just happened to have something to talk to you about."

Shangguan Mu, who was left behind, responded: “???”

Didn’t we agree to go to the racecourse to race horses?

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