Chapter Ninety-Eight: Delivering the Message on Your Behalf

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At this time, on the edge of the corner gate, Qu Qing was holding a stack of wine gourds in his arms and ran here.

When Ling Xue saw it, she said with a straight face: "Qu Qing, what the hell are you doing? I only need you to bring two gourds, what are you doing so much?"

Qu Qing gasped slightly, grinned: "I heard Sister Ling say that this Feng Ye is very good at wine, I'm afraid that two of them won't be enough for him to drink, so I brought everything I could." Saying that, Qu Qing walked to the table and put the wine gourds on the table one by one.

Ling Xue said, "Afraid that Feng Ye is not enough? Come less, you are afraid that you are not enough, right?"

"Sister Ling!" Qu Qing shouted in displeasure.

"Alright, keep two, and take the others back. Ling Xue ordered.

"Sister Ling. Qu Qing shouted dissatisfied.

"Don't be verbose, take it back quickly. ā€

Qu Qing didn't move.

Seeing this, Liu Shuangli stood up and said, "I'll help Sister Qu Qing take it back." ā€

"Don't go," Ling Xue grabbed Liu Shuangli, "This is what Qu Qing brought extraordinarily, and she should take it back by herself." ā€

Qu Qing still wanted to protest, but he couldn't resist Ling Xue's strict order, and after grinding for a while, he still packed up the extra wine gourds one by one, and reluctantly sent them back to the underground wine cellar.

When Uncle He saw it, he also greeted: "You guys talk slowly, and the old man will go back when he goes." ā€

With the departure of Qu Qing and He Bo, the courtyard was quiet again.

Ling Feng took the newly brought wine gourd, unscrewed the stopper, leaned in and took a deep breath, but he didn't drink it, got up and handed it to Feng Shiyi, and said, "Master Feng, come, take a sip to refresh yourself." ā€

Feng Shiyi glanced at the wine gourd, and unusually didn't pick up the wine, but frowned and said, "I'm not here to drink today." ā€

"Oh," Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and grinned, "Then I don't know why Master Feng came, you might as well tell me." ā€

Feng Eleven's tiger eyes glared at Ling Feng: "Han Tianming is really not here?"

Ling Feng spread his hands: "Feng Ye is also true, is it necessary for us to lie to you?"

Feng Eleven snorted, thought for a while, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn it." While scolding, he reached out to his arms and took out a letter, handed it to Ling Feng, and said, "Give this letter to Han Tianming, and say that the person wants to see him." ā€

Everyone present looked at the two of them in surprise, except for Li Chao's ambition, the rest of them didn't quite understand who the person they were talking about.

They all looked at them with a pair of surprised eyes.

Ling Feng took the letter, glanced at the envelope, and saw that there was heavy ink on it, and the four words 'Brother Tianming was personally opened' written on it, and there was a blank underneath, and there was no payment in sight. He looked at it and smiled, nodded to Feng Shiyi in response: "Okay, Master Feng, please rest assured, Ling Feng will personally deliver this letter to the third prince." Saying that, Ling Feng accepted the letter and asked again, "I wonder where that person wants to meet the third prince?"

Feng Eleven said coldly: "It's here." ā€

"Here, good!" Ling Feng hesitated slightly, then nodded again, raised his hand to Feng Eleven, and said, "That's the case, if it is convenient for Feng Ye, please come back in three days to listen to the third prince's reply, how about it?"

Feng Shi nodded a little, and also hugged his fists in return: "Okay, we'll see you in two days." Without further ado, he ignored the others, turned and jumped, went to the roof, and then fell into the darkness of the world in an instant.

"Wind Hero-" Liu Shuangli jumped up and shouted in the direction where Feng Eleven had disappeared, but the figure in the distance never gave her a response.

"Siyang?" Liu Shuangli looked back at Qin Siyang, but saw that the boy had a cold face, and his eyes did not look in the direction of his master's distance at all, as if the person who was far away had nothing to do with him.

Liu Shuang was puzzled and stayed where he was. Seeing this, the boy stood up, walked over to her, and took her by the hand.

No one spoke, and the small courtyard was surprisingly quiet.

Li Chaoxiong got up curiously and took a wine gourd on the table, opened it and took a sip. But he really couldn't get used to drinking the spirits of the north, and he was immediately choked after just taking a sip into his throat, and he couldn't help coughing continuously, which instantly broke the silence in the small courtyard.

Ling Xue shook her head and sighed, stepped forward to take the wine gourd in Li Chaoxiong's hand and put it back on the table, then sat back at the table and looked at her eldest brother.

Ling Xue wanted to ask her eldest brother, what was going on, why did Feng Shiyi come here, what kind of letter did he ask to send, and who was the person they mentioned? But when she saw her eldest brother's innocent appearance, she was stunned again, and she really didn't know how to ask.

Ling Feng ignored the others, and after Feng Eleven left, he turned around and sat back at the table, picked up the wine gourd that Feng Eleven was reluctant to take, and drank it one after another.

The courtyard was very quiet, so quiet that the footsteps of He Bo staggering back could be heard clearly.

For a while, He Boxin took a pair of chopsticks and came back, but when he saw that the guest had left, he couldn't help but shake his head with regret. At this time, Qu Qing also sent the wine gourd back.

A pre-dinner accident passed, and after dinner, everyone rested and said nothing more.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Ling Feng went out alone. And he went that day, and he did not come back until after dinner.

When the moon rose to midheaven, Ling Feng quietly returned, and Ling Xue, who was waiting outside his room, asked as soon as he saw him, "What?"

Ling Feng shrugged and smiled, and simply replied, "It's okay." ā€

Ling Xueliu frowned: "How good?"

Ling Feng grinned: "It's just okay." ā€

Ling Xue was a little anxious: "What the hell is going on, big brother, don't play dumb riddles with me, is there anything you can't tell me?"

Ling Feng shook his head: "This matter must be decided by the third prince, I can't say it clearly." ā€

Ling Xue stared at his eldest brother for a long time, seeing that he was still like that, not in a hurry, not salty or light. She was gone, gritted her teeth, and was silent for a long time, but finally shook her hand, asked no more questions, and turned back to her room.

Ling Feng looked at the back of the girl who was leaving in anger, sighed lightly, and spread his hands to go back to the house.

And so the day passed.

The next day, Ling Feng didn't go out, and throughout the whole day, except for a little when he came out during dinner, he lazily nested in his own room the rest of the time, without a trace of movement. Unlike Ling Feng, Li Chaoxiong went out on this day, but he only went around outside once, and returned less than two hours later.

And so it went on for another day.

On the third day, Ling Feng and Li Chaoxiong didn't go out.

On this day, Li Chaoxiong, who didn't go out, was not idle, and had been helping Ling Xue and Qu Qing clean up the house and the vegetable garden in the backyard.

And Ling Feng, just like the day before, was still alone in the house and didn't come out.

No one bothered him, and even at noon mealtime, Ling Xue didn't let people call him, but personally delivered the meal into the house.

In this way, until Shen Shi, Ling Feng, who had been nesting in the house, suddenly moved out of the room and placed it in the middle of the small courtyard, and then lay down and slept on it.

But Ling Feng, who was sleeping on the Taishi's chair, did not close his eyes, but opened his eyes wide, looking at the blue sky in the sky, and he was actually out of his mind.

When the others saw him like this, they were curious, but for unknown reasons, they didn't want to ask more, so they had to let him lie there with his eyes open. Occasionally walking into the courtyard, there are also curious people who follow his gaze to look at the sky, look at him again, and finally walk away silently.