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A mouthful of fishy sweetness welled up in the throat, and then squirted out, and a large field of bright flowers bloomed on the collapse. Feng Qixiang's eyes darkened, and he fainted again, "Buddha beads...... Uncharted ...... Lan'er ......"

This time, he didn't faint for long before he woke up, however, after waking up, he didn't cry, laugh, make no noise, and even began to deal with military affairs.

Feng Qixiang personally led the troops into the Xilalang Mountain, and made every effort to kill the rest of Bowen, and then according to the note left by Qiao Lan to Chou, he recovered the heads of the generals of the Dingyuan Army, and the thirty generals of the Dingyuan Army were finally able to settle down, and then he studied the letters that were equivalent to the evidence of treason, and analyzed that it was possible for the capital to take risks and mix up the forces in it......

He is very organized, and his efficiency is not ordinary, and the whole person seems to be normal.

Wu Guishan and the others felt that this seemed a bit incredible, but when they thought of the death of the old marquis, he also survived like this, so he gradually relaxed his heart.

Feng Qixiang hid it so deeply that no one knew that he was able to get out of the pain of bereavement, all because of Qiao Lan's divine assistance.

Soon, Wu Guishan and the others noticed that something was wrong, and Jiazi reported that Feng Qixiang would leave the General's Mansion every night and return in the early hours of the morning.

Zi tried to keep up several times, but he was too fast, and even he couldn't keep up.

Wu Guishan speculated according to what Zi said, went to the cliff in advance to wait for the rabbit, and at midnight, Feng Qixiang came unexpectedly, and then stupidly stood on the cliff, standing as a stone carving.

Nanjiang City is not close to the seaside cliffs of Xilalang Mountain, Feng Qixiang exerts excellent light skills, and it takes one night to go back and forth, so he can not stay much time on the seaside cliffs, only a stick of incense.

For this incense time, he runs back and forth every night, rain or shine.

When Wu Guishan knew, five days had passed, that is to say, Feng Qixiang had not closed his eyes for five consecutive days.

Wu Guishan broke into Feng Qixiang's study, regardless of whether he was writing confidential documents or not, dragged the person back to the room, threw him on the bed, and ordered him to sleep, otherwise he would be given medicine and let him sleep for three days and three nights.

Feng Qixiang did not resist, his eyes were open, and he lay straight on the bed.

Wu Guishan went from angry eyes to soft-heartedness, and then to distress, "Xiang'er, my nephew and daughter-in-law love you a lot, if she knows that you look like you are going to live and die, how distressed she will be." Even if it's for her, you have to cheer up, otherwise, how can you be worthy of her love?"

"Uncle Wu, I promised her that if she wants to be good, she won't break her promise, but ...... Here!" Feng Qixiang raised his hand to cover his heart, "It hurts, it hurts." She is the person I want to stay with for the rest of my life, and now, she is gone, and when I think of the remaining decades of my life, there is no more of her, and I want to be torn apart with my bare hands, and the pain is so painful that I can't breathe. Once, how much I resented my father for going with my mother, leaving me without my mother and father, but now I know that he just loves his mother too much, and he loves so much that he can't live alone in the world. I envy him, he can live and die with his mother, and share the same acupuncture point, but I ......" Feng Qixiang raised his other hand to cover his eyes, "As long as you close your eyes, you will see ...... It hurts so much here......"

"I thought about it, after the war, I would take her around and enjoy the great rivers and mountains of the country. She likes money, so I will earn more money for her, so that she can sit on the wealth of the world. She wants to store grain, and I will help her spread the rice all over the country......"

"In the first two years, we will have two children, a boy and a girl. The boy is like me, the girl is like her, we ......"

Feng Qixiang's eyes were already empty, and he was babbling about his fantasies.

Wu Guishan opened his mouth several times and wanted to interrupt him, but found that he had no way to interject. Feng Qixiang didn't talk to him, but told himself that only by being in the beauty he had built could he get a chance to breathe.

Wu Guishan was finally defeated.

After another two days, Feng Qixiang took the initiative to ask Feng Si to give him medicine and help him fall asleep, after falling asleep, he might dream of Lan'er, if he didn't sleep all the time, he wouldn't even have a chance to talk to Lan'er.

Feng Si was very embarrassed, and asked Feng Yi for an idea, Feng Yi went to Wu Guishan again, and after getting the answer, Feng Si gave Feng Qixiang some relatively gentle sleeping potions.

That night, Feng Qixiang really dreamed of Qiao Lan, and they rode horses and galloped on the Gobi Desert outside the city of southern Xinjiang, so unhappy...... So, Feng Qixiang went to the seaside cliff the next day, and when he didn't go, he asked Feng Si to help him sleep, so that he could go to find Lan'er in his dream.

The southern Xinjiang was victorious, and the combined forces of Bowen and Nanyue were almost completely annihilated, and the southern part was incorporated into the territory of the country from then on. For the country, the southern issue, which is like a man's back and a fish in the throat, is no longer a problem.

Song Zhenzong's dragon heart was happy, and he was just waiting for Feng Qixiang and other generals of the Dingyuan Army to return to Beijing in triumph, and he was good at rewarding his merits. A few days after the good news, the detailed war report arrived, and Song Zhenzong turned over the battle report with a surging mood.

Changde was waiting on the side, he was naturally very happy, and was waiting for the emperor to finish reading the battle report, so he went up the pole and praised the general. General Feng is already a marquis, and then he is the grandfather of the country, he is still young, and he is deeply favored by the emperor, and he may be named the king of the opposite sex in the future. Because of Mama Lin, he hopes that Princess Lan is good, and General Feng is good that Princess Lan is good.

Tsk, it's a promising ...... Chang Gonggong was filling in his own mind, and suddenly the emperor exclaimed, "Ah!"

Chang Gonggong's heart trembled, he knelt down in fear, looked at the emperor again, and saw that the smile on his face was gone, his face was extremely solemn, and his brows were tightly twisted together.

He chuckled in his heart, could it be that General Feng was seriously injured and worried about his life?

In terms of matter, the situation is more serious than General Feng being seriously injured!

Putting down the battle report, Song Zhenzong's face no longer had a trace of joy of victory, but was replaced by deep worry.

He recognized Qiao Lan as his sister-in-law, and canonized her as Princess Lan, everything was so smooth, they didn't have much intersection, but he knew very well how much his sister-in-law contributed to the country, so to speak, if it weren't for her, whether he could sit on and sit firmly on this dragon chair is not to say, and she also contributed to the great victory in Western Xinjiang...... Such a person with outstanding merits who can be crowned a marquis and worship the prime minister is gone......

His untimely death is certainly heart-wrenching, but Song Zhenzong is most worried about Feng Qixiang, the Feng family is long-term in love, and they are all masters of admitting death in love/love, he is worried that he will not lose one talent this time, but two!

Song Zhenzong also had his own eyes and ears in southern Xinjiang.

A secret report of 800 li was sent to Beijing urgently, handed to the palace, and presented to the imperial case.

After reading the secret report in three or two eyes, Song Zhenzong was suddenly deflated, and his premonition came true......

People can't be resurrected after death, it's a dead end.