Princess Agent: The Sweet Country Girl’s Way to Glory

"Daddy, do you have a clever plan?" Jiang Fu asked in confusion.

"Yeah." Jiang Feiyuan nodded and said: "She knows what's going on if she wants to, and now we go up the mountain to tear her face to see what she says! If it fails, we will expose the location of Yuntai Mountain and threaten it. I don’t think she will be so stupid as to ignore Yuntai Mountain for her own sake?"

"Jiang is still hot." Jiang Futou organized a group of guards disguised as ordinary servants, and then wrote a letter to Yuntai Mountain, and went to wait for the people from Yuntai Mountain to respond.

Unexpectedly, after a day or two, no one came.

After waiting for another two days, the Jiang family and his son suddenly found a pigeon walking on the windowsill with a small note tied to their feet.

I opened it and saw that the note read: I'm sorry, the mountain has been closed, and I look forward to the next cooperation-Saint.

Fengshan? This clearly prevents them from going up!

Jiang Fu frowned and said, "Father, do you know the location of Yuntai Mountain?"

He also wants to know! But who expected the people of Yuntai Mountain to be so slick, they were masked and carried on their backs all the way, only knowing that they passed through the long and narrow passage, and they trembled up and down the mountain.

Then I don't know.

To climb Yuntai Mountain is really harder!

The Jiang family's father and son stared at each other, their faces were dark and calm, they didn't know what to do, and they had to give up before they came up with a new plan.

The two of them did not know that the Yuntai Mountain they wanted to go to was really sealed, but this was an order from Su Wanwan to catch the inner ghost.

I don't know anyone who took several sticks of mouth fat, studied it, and it spread out in Yuntai Mountain.

"Just the materials that are bought and sold can make such a lot of mouth fat? It's impossible? Isn't the saint hiding something from us? Didn't tell us all the formulas?"

"It's too bad for the saint to do this? Is there anything else that can make mouth fat? Those materials are really not enough to make enough mouth fat."

"..."

The disciples of Yuntai Mountain have all this, pushing Su Wanwan's hiding of secret recipes to the forefront.

Although she had won a good reputation before, the power of Su Wanwan in Yuntai Mountain was not yet deeply ingrained. There were too many rumors, which even affected her reputation.

A female disciple who was serving next to Su Wanwan said: "Holy woman, I think the person who said that must be a woman."

"Why do you say that?" Su Wanwan asked.

The female disciple frowned and said: "We have many female disciples in Yuntai Mountain. Almost all male disciples are inferior disciples. Female disciples do mouth fat, and male disciples carry things. So I know how to make and make mouth fat. It can only be a female disciple."

"What do you think their purpose is for saying this?" Su Wanwan asked again, a little more playful in her heart.

As she thought, this female disciple really got half a point.

"Their purpose? So many of you, the target must be you, but I don't understand why you are said to be." The female disciple said, seeing Qi Chengfeng coming in, she immediately retreated.

Behind Qi Chengfeng was a woman holding a tray. The woman's eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her lips were vermilion red. Compared to the woman in Yuntai Mountain who had no powder or mouth fat, she was very delicate.

After another glance, Su Wanwan was startled.

Isn't the woman's mouth fat the same as the special aunt-colored lipstick she produced yesterday?

Besides, this woman's makeup looks like... the ordinary girl's makeup I've seen in Taoyuan Town before, gentle and lovely, with a color of knowledge and courtesy.

Compared with other women, there is a feeling of incompatibility.

Is this person a newcomer?

Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows and asked: "What's your name?"

The woman was startled, the tray in her hand almost didn't fall off, and suddenly she saw a slender hand stretch out to hold the tray, and said in surprise: "Holy girl, don't take it, hot."

Is this avoiding and not answering? Su Wanwan put down her hand and said, "Answer my question."

"My name is Jing'er," the woman said, her head hanging down.

Su Wanwan nodded, and then asked, "Where did you get your mouth fat? This color is really pretty."

"Yes..." A trace of panic flashed in the woman's eyes, and said: "I brought this back from outside."

The things outside are not so moisturized, and the women outside are gentle and gentle, using spring colors, matte and tender. And this color...

Su Wanwan stared at her eyes and said, "When did you enter Yuntai Mountain?"

"It was three months ago." The female disciple said, taking a step back unconsciously.

Su Wanwan took a step closer, looked down at her, and said, "Jing'er? This is a good name, but it's a pity that people don't fit this name, and what they do is nasty."

Jing'er's hand trembled again, the porridge on the tray fell down, and she lowered her head and said, "Holy girl, I don't understand what you mean."

"I don't understand?" Su Wanwan smiled, "Although there are many people who make mouth fat, but the 30 or so I sent out, everyone's face can be remembered. Among them... you, happen to be, this is related to the lost Mouth fat is related, and besides, you happen to be among the targets of my rumors, right?"

"This..." Jing'er lowered her head, wishing to bury her head in her knees, and knelt down with a "bang", and said: "Holy girl, I think the color is good-looking, but the rumor is not. I passed it out."

Look at this dodging look, there is a play!

Su Wanwan sneered, squeezing Jing'er's chin, and said: "The rumored person will have sores in his mouth. It just so happens that I have this medicine. If you tell the truth, I will give it to you, how about?"

"This..." Jing'er hesitated, looked up at Qi Chengfeng, lowered her head, and said, "I'll talk about everything!"

It turns out that this woman is really the one who spread the rumors.

However, this woman was not the one who deliberately spread the rumors. The host behind the scenes was a forty-year-old mother named Aunt Qing.

Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows and listened to the details of the woman's face. Aunt Qing was born with a big face, but with three-dimensional features and delicate features. She often smeared powder, and the clothes she wore were very revealing and coquettish.

Why she said so, Su Wanwan thought of the mother of the brothel, and when she said this aunt, Su Wanwan's face automatically appeared in her mind. This is the same as the impression that she is in Taohua Town and the drunk spring building that trafficked women The old bustard is very similar.

Furthermore, after hearing what Jinger said, Su Wanwan realized that Yuntai Mountain is a hierarchical management system. A group of women is usually supervised and governed by an older woman, and a suitable person is selected to impart illusions.

But few learn.

Su Wanwan thought more and more, and she felt that the old bustard in Zuichun Tower could also perform magic tricks.

Falling off the cliff that day would definitely impress Qi Chengfeng, and if Aunt Qing was an old bustard that day, maybe Qi Chengfeng would think of something, which is very good for restoring his memory.

Su Wanwan said: "Take me to see Aunt Qing."

"This..." Jinger hesitated, seemingly unspeakable.