There was a noise in the carriage, and Han Chang raised his head and came back to his senses to see the carriage of King Jin'an leaving. The lady also walked towards her carriage, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Ms. Cheng," he said, raising his body and saluting.

Cheng Jiaoniang turned around and returned the greeting.

"Han relied entirely on his wife's help today," Han Chang said.

"My lord, you are joking." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I have already said that your business is your business and has nothing to do with me. The speaker has no intention and the listener has intention. I said it and if you don't listen, it is not in vain.

I said it and you listened, so you get what you deserve. Look, what does this have to do with me?"

Han Chang was startled and then smiled.

"My lady is generous," he said, saluting again with an awkward look on his face, "My son Yuan Chao has misunderstood my lady. I will go back and take him to make amends with my lady."

"What misunderstood me?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

"I misunderstood that my wife is a bad person." Han Chang said.

"No, he doesn't regard me as a villain." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Master Han, you know it in your heart."

Yes, Han Yuanchao did not regard her as a villain, but as a good person, a good person, but she was not someone he recognized.

Han Chang was silent and sighed heavily.

"Madam." He saluted again, "Madam is very kind to my father and son."

"That's wrong, Mr. Han, it's your noble master who has been kind to me." Cheng Jiaoniang returned the courtesy.

Was the Yuan Dynasty kind to her?

Han Chang was stunned for a moment before he asked. There was a waiter on the opposite side leading a person to come slowly. His face looked familiar. He couldn't help but froze for a moment and recognized it immediately.

"Feng Zhongcheng." He blurted out.

Han Chang blurted out and his eyes fell on Cheng Jiaoniang.

Is this a narrow encounter?

Feng Lin saw Han Chang stop and recognized the person he had met at the road station, so he raised his hand to salute. However, he saw that Han Chang seemed to be distracted. He did not look at himself and did not return the salute. He only looked at his back.

of a woman.

It's the family members, I guess, but why did the family members follow me here?

Feng Lin frowned slightly, and without saying anything, he raised his feet to leave. At this moment, the woman turned around, and Feng Lin glanced at her casually and stepped past her.

A carriage appeared in front of him, and a woman was sitting in the carriage, with a pale face and bright eyes.

"Actually, if you really want to say this, then it's not me who saved you, and it's not me who you should thank," she said.

Feng Lin suddenly stopped.

"It's you!" he shouted in a loud voice and turned around.

Han Chang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously stood in front of Cheng Jiaoniang, but he immediately felt a little ashamed of his actions.

Even if Feng Lin is called the Ghost Judge again, he is not someone who beats women.

Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from behind.

"It's me." she said.

Feng Lin took a step forward, as if he wanted to push Han Chang away, but he stretched out his hand and backed away hurriedly, then raised his body and saluted.

"Feng Lin has met the lady." He said tremblingly.

Han Chang was startled, what is the truth of this? Is it ironic?

He stood up and turned to look at Cheng Jiaoniang. The woman returned the courtesy politely.

"Master Han, I'm leaving." She said to herself after the ceremony.

Han Chang hurriedly said please.

Feng Lin took a step forward to say something, but stopped and respectfully saluted Cheng Jiaoniang again.

"Feng Linggong is sending your wife off," he said.

After watching the carriage go down Yu Street, Feng Lin looked away, unable to conceal his excitement, and turned to look at Han Chang.

"Master Han, it turns out that this is a relative of yours, and Feng Lin took the liberty of visiting you," he said.

Han Chang looked at him with a strange expression.

"Master Feng, she is not my relative," he said.

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment.

"Are those my friend's family members?" he said, saluting again, "I hope Mr. Han can recommend me. This lady has a great debt to Feng Lin."

Han Chang looked shocked.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"This lady has been very kind to Feng Lin for saving his life." Feng Lin no longer tabooed the habit of not talking to strangers. At this time, he regarded Han Chang as an old friend. When he asked, he immediately said, "Feng Lin has always been

I hope to see you again and sincerely thank you, but I can't. I didn't expect that my long-cherished wish will come true today. Thank you very much, sir, and I hope you can recommend me."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Han Chang, whose expression became even weirder.

"You said she was your lifesaver?" Han Chang asked, as if he had heard the most absurd thing in the world.

Feng Lin stood up straight.

"Master Han, is he looking down on women?" he asked, "or do you think Feng is just joking?"

Han Chang shook his head hurriedly.

Look down on this woman? He is already rude enough, let alone have such thoughts.

He looked at Feng Lin to make sure that the ghost judge was not crazy or drunk, and that everything he heard was true.

"She is actually very kind to you." He murmured.

Also? Feng Lin pricked up his ears to hear this word and looked at Han Chang again.

"Could Master Han and her..." he asked.

Han Chang looked at him and nodded.

"She was kind to me, no, not only to me, but also to the dog," he said.

That's it, Feng Lin nodded.

"Then may I ask, Mr. Han, who is my benefactor? I will go to see you immediately," he said.

Han Chang looked at him with a strange smile, which seemed pitiful and pathetic.

"Master Feng really wants to know?" he asked.

Feng Lin was startled again and frowned. How could Han Chang, a person who seemed quite normal on the road, be speaking in such a strange manner at this time?

"It is not a gentleman to know a favor but not repay it." He said solemnly.

Han Chang's mouth twitched.

"What if instead of repaying the crime, we actually harm it?" he asked.

This Master Han! Feng Lin frowned.

"That's worse than a beast." He said.

Han Chang looked at him and sighed.

"My lord, my condolences," he said.

"Master Han, what do you mean?" Feng Lin took a step forward and shouted with a bit of anger.

"It's not interesting." Han Chang looked at him and sighed, "I just think God's will is playing tricks on people."

"You..." Feng Lin wanted to speak again, but Han Chang spoke first.

"Master Feng, this lady, Master Feng, is no stranger to her, and she is very familiar with her." He said, reaching out and pointing in the direction where Cheng Jiaoniang left on the imperial street.

"Her surname is Cheng, from Jiangzhou."

Cheng, a person from Jiangzhou, Feng Lin was very happy and hurriedly wrote down these words in his mind. He suddenly took a breath of cold air and raised his head and looked at Han Chang in disbelief.

Her surname is Cheng! She is from Jiangzhou!

How could it be possible?! How could it be possible?!

Feng Lin took a step forward and reached out to grab Han Chang's arm. His face turned red and veins popped out on his hand.

He opened his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he felt like the world was spinning, and his body swayed and leaned forward.

"Master Feng! Master Feng!"

"Master Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone come quickly!"

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Chapter completed!