Ten years later, another close relative died, Feng Qixiang did not show much sadness on his face, he handled various matters very calmly, with him in charge, the old marquis's funeral was carried out in an orderly manner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His existence is like a needle of the sea, telling the world that the banner of the Feng family has been carried by him and will continue its former glory.

Some people also gossip, thinking that he was unfilial and was kicked out of the house by the old marquis, and the grandparents and grandchildren were separated in the end, so the old marquis died, he didn't feel sad, and he didn't bother to pretend to be filial and virtuous.

Feng Qirong couldn't cry himself, but seeing his cousin like this, he also beat his spirit and stood firmly beside him.

If you want to talk about filial piety and virtuous grandchildren, the one who has done the most is Feng Qiyue. His family was driven out of the Hou Mansion and went to live in Beizhuang, only two months of "bitter" days, his whole body was thin, and he finally had to come back, and he cried vigorously, I don't know whether to cry for himself or for his grandfather.

The Feng family also came.

After the death of Feng Yanyong and his wife, Feng Yanying and his wife have not been able to officially inherit the Feng family, originally Feng Qixiang and Qiao Lan married, and will find time to return to the family tree, and take out the heirloom token of the Feng family, the jade jade pendant and jade bracelet, so as to take over the entire Feng family. The Feng family has been looking forward to the stars and the moon, but they didn't expect the new head of the family, but they got the news of the death of their hometown

Feng Qixiang's grief was hidden too well, at first, Qiao Lan was the same as everyone else, thinking that he was very strong, and she also thought that when she left, would he be the same, not sad, not sad...... If so, she would be disappointed, but she was also glad that he was so strong and so proud, that nothing could defeat him, and she did not want it to be sad because of her.

After seven days of inactivity, Qiao Lan, who was also guarding the coffin of the old marquis, couldn't hold it every time, and after falling asleep in a daze, when she woke up, she was in Feng Qixiang's arms. After thinking about it, Qiao Lan was shocked to find that in the past seven days, she had never seen Feng Qixiang sleep, not even squinting, when she was awake, he was awake, she was asleep and woke up, and he had no sign of sleeping for half a minute.

Feng Qixiang not only didn't sleep, but also didn't eat much.

She stretched out her hand and stroked Feng Qixiang's face, she was distressed, and tears kept flowing out.

Feng Qixiang held her hand, put it on the mouth and kissed it, "What's wrong with Lan'er?"

Qiao Lan shook her head, she got up, and asked Tong Yu, who had been waiting outside, to cook ginseng soup. In the past few days, she has given Feng Qixiang to drink spiritual spring water, but just drinking water is not enough, she also understands that Feng Qixiang can't eat, and he can always drink ginseng soup.

This is not a bowl of ginseng soup, but a wife's thoughtfulness, so a big bowl of ginseng soup, Feng Qixiang drank it all, not a drop was left, and in addition, Qiao Lan stuffed the dim sum in his mouth, whether it was the same as chewing wax or not, he also swallowed it.

After dawn, Wu Guishan and other senior generals of the Dingyuan Army carried the coffin of the old marquis out of the door, step by step, to the ancestral tomb of the Feng family in Wuya Mountain, located in the northwest of the capital.

The road was densely packed with people who came to see him off, including officials, Dingyuan troops, and ordinary people, many of whom came from other places to see off the former hussar general. Compared with the national funeral more than two months ago, the grief on everyone's face is particularly sincere.

The old marquis has made great achievements in his life, he is a man who stands up to the sky, and he is also a true hero in the eyes of the general public.

Before the coffin came to the Feng family's mausoleum, the Feng family took the pole and carried it into the mausoleum.

Qiao Lan entered the mausoleum with Feng Qixiang and carried out a series of ceremonies step by step, and finally the coffin of the old marquis settled next to the coffin of the old lady, and the normal funeral was over.

Feng Qixiang took Qiao Lan to worship his father and mother again, telling them that he had finally found someone who would accompany him all his life and reassure them. Qiao Lan worshiped silently and offered incense, and her heart was heavy like never before......

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Feng Qixiang ate a bowl of rice under Qiao Lan's tenderness and sweetness, and then went to the study, and did not let someone pass a message to Qiao Lan until bedtime, he wanted to stay in the study. During the period of filial piety, husband and wife are not allowed to love, and it is best to sleep in separate rooms, and it is understandable for him to do so.

Late at night, Qiao Lan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so she got up and went to the study, followed by her standard - Xiao Wolf Xiao Dog and Ye Feitian.

Feng Yi and Feng Er were guarding outside the study, and when they saw her, they all showed relieved expressions. They didn't go in to report, but opened the door to let her in, but Ye Feitian and Xiao Wolf Xiao Dog were stopped.

As Qiao Lan thought, Feng Qixiang did not sleep. In the dim study, the candlelight flickered, and the figure sitting quietly at the desk seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable emotion.

There was a light footstep in his ears, Feng Qixiang turned his head, and when he saw Qiao Lan, he was also surprised, "Lan'er, why are you here?"

"I can't sleep alone in the empty room!"

"Uh......" Feng Qixiang's face was slightly hot, just because Qiao Lan was always ashamed to talk privately, and the sentence "Keeping the empty room alone" was a great breakthrough.

Qiao Lan stepped forward and caught a glimpse of Feng Qixiang's spread out on the table was an old book, and the blank space on the book was full of annotations. She closed the book and said, "Take you somewhere!"

"It's so late ......" Feng Qixiang hadn't finished speaking, and in a flash, the dim study room no longer existed, and what was displayed in front of him was a very bright place, no need to think about it, he also knew what kind of place this was, and he also remembered that Qiao Lan said that she would get dizzy if she let people come into this secret realm. Although it was not yet certain whether it would cost her life, he didn't want to gamble with it, and he was especially taboo about life and death at this time.

Feng Qixiang hurriedly hugged Qiao Lan and hurriedly comforted her, "Lan'er, it's okay, it's okay, let's go out quickly." Qiao Lan held his hand and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm measured." You see, I'm not doing well right now. ”

"But ......" Feng Qixiang still felt that it was inappropriate, and seeing Qiao Lan's appearance that he didn't want to have anything, his frantic heart calmed down.

"Come in, go, I'll take you around. She stretched out her hand and took him by the way, and he was as docile as a big dog, following her to measure the mysterious place with her feet.

Looking around and looking carefully, Feng Qixiang knew the magic of this place.

There are about twenty or thirty acres here, and it is shrouded in thick fog all around, and it is not real.

There are flowers and trees, and there are babbling streams, which are actually a world of their own.

There is no daylight, but it is very bright, and it is neither hot nor cold, and it is very comfortable.

The last time he came in, he was still dizzy, and after waking up, in order to find out, he continued to pretend to be dizzy, during which he opened his eyes and peeked at it a few times, and he could only see a few feet wide in front of him...... So he didn't know that Qiao Lan's space was no longer the space it had been.

After Master Chen's death, her space was upgraded again, not only expanding to the size of two football fields, but also adding a gurgling river that flowed from and to unknown places. More than 20 acres of fertile black soil, most of which were planted with rice, have now grown to an inch ......

Qiao Lan led Feng Qixiang to see the spiritual spring, the stream, the flowers and plants, and finally walked under the peach tree planted in the center of the space, she turned around and hugged Feng Qixiang, "Brother Xiang, there are only you and me here." ”

Feng Qixiang didn't know why, but he also hugged her, "This is natural." ”

"No one else!"

"Hmm. ”

"No matter what you do, no one will know. ”

“……”

Qiao Lan buried her head in Feng Qixiang's arms, and Nuo Nuo said, "I miss my grandfather." ”

Her words successfully aroused Feng Qixiang's deep heart, and the emotions that were originally suppressed were like a flood that burst the embankment, pouring thousands of miles, and could no longer be contained, and tears also dripped down and poured on Qiao Lan's back.

Qiao Lan gently patted Feng Qixiang's back, and her voice was irrepressibly crying, "Cry, cry, just cry this time, never cry again." ”

Feng Qixiang hugged Qiao Lan in a space that no one knew and cried uncontrollably, "Woo woo woo ......"

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.