The "old gentleman Gu", who was once so illustrious that he was only under the king, was in a trance for three days, and on the fourth day, he and Mrs. Gu came to salute him in person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info couple two, one is getting older, and the other is already half a hundred, how can they stand the delay.

The couple begged Fu Yan not to tell the truth, let alone return to the saint. First, it is for the sake of protecting the peace of the Gu clan, and secondly, it is all for the wind spirit's plan, and it is not a good thing for her to recognize the name of this princess.

These truths are naturally understood by Fu Yanyan, but he can be upright and never deceive the superiors and conceal the subordinates, which makes him really embarrassed.

He didn't leave to return to Beijing in the post house for a long time, and after thinking about it for a few days, he finally made up his mind, and no matter what happened to him and Feng Ling in the future, he only said that his deceased grandmother was the loyal long-term attendant of Duke Du and his wife, and he followed them several times from birth to death, and Duke Du and his wife also treated him as close to his family, regardless of his status, and let him study and study together with the prince of Fuzhong, and even recommended him to serve in the Xuanjia camp.

If it weren't for the favor given by Du Gong that day, Mrs. Yinghua's personal award, how could today's General Yunlu come from. If he insists on returning the saint impartially, his grandmother will not tolerate him, and his own conscience will not be able to live.

He made up his mind to deceive the king, so he visited Gu's mansion again and agreed to the plea of "Mr. Gu" and Mrs. Gu.

Mrs. Gu was grateful, and ordered someone to take out the fake genealogical chronicle, so that she could teach her to take it back to Beijing for a mission.

She carefully asked about the situation when her grandmother passed away, and after all, she served a lot, Mrs. Gu listened quietly, and suddenly rolled down a few tears, and when she heard that these two people had a deep love for life, and they did not suffer from any illness in the end, they passed away one after another, she wiped away her tears again, and nodded lightly: "So, very good." ”

After thanking Mrs. Gu for her concern, she took the married Geng post out to ask for sin. Where is the reason for the old couple to blame, the son-in-law that Feng Ling found for them is very compatible, and the official background does not matter, just looking at his character, Mrs. Gu is already very satisfied. When it comes to the Tao, the silk trade in Shazhou, which is now handled by Deacon Fonu, is regarded as the dowry of the wind spirit.

The next day, Fu Yanyan was on official business and wanted to rush to Jiangdu. Mrs. Gu specially sent Feng Ling's eldest brother to personally send Fu Yan to Jiangdu, until he finished the errand of Jiangdu supervising the boatmen, and the Gu family Lang forced him to stay in the Gu family's Qiyue Ju in Jiangdu, and refused to teach him to go to the post house where he lived in the official family.

He is no stranger to the dishes of Qiyueju, and he has not been less comfortable enjoying the craftsmanship of Fengling in Shazhou. Parting, the Gu family Lang entrusted it again and again, and said that his sister-in-law's godfather had raised her badly, and she was carefree, probably because she couldn't stand the shackles of any rules, and she asked for more responsibility, and wanted to take her out of the deep palace as soon as possible.

At this moment, Fu Yanyan opened the door of the study, walked slowly to the door of the main room, closed his eyes and sighed deeply, the person came out of the deep palace temporarily, but he became like this, there is most of his responsibility here, knowing that she is shallow in martial arts, but he failed to stop the grudge in her heart, and failed to protect her. What Liu's father and son did in Shazhou, he should have known the saint a long time ago, if he hadn't been able to produce empirical evidence, and he was afraid of being caught up in the dispute between friends, he had not revealed the guilt of his father and son, and today's wind spirit would not be like this.

Before he pushed the door in, he made up his mind in his heart, and only waited for the saint's condition to improve, and told the saint the real reason for the conflict between Feng Ling and Liu Shuang, and took advantage of this to expose Liu's secret behavior in Shazhou. If there is no evidence, there is no evidence, and if the saint wants to prove it, he asks himself to verify it.

The apricot leaves in the house were packing up the clothes sent by Yule Tuzi when the wind spirit was asleep in the second half of the night, and when Yule Tuzi came to explore, he saw the shirt that the wind spirit was loosely covered, which was obviously a man's thing, and it was expected that she would leave the palace in a hurry, and she would not bring a change of clothes with her, so she was very considerate and packed a few of her own and ordered someone to send them.

Xingye saw that Yan Yan came in, and after saluting, he sped up the cleaning of his hands, and left the house after three or five times.

Feng Ling's pain in his waist and legs did not disappear, and he covered his waist to reach the soup bowl on the high table next to the couch, which touched the unhealed wound, and let out a low "hiss". Fu Yanyan took two steps forward and picked up the decoction and brought it to her mouth.

"Give it to me, my hand is not injured, and a bowl can still be moved." The wind spirit snatched the decoction from his hand, and tilted his head and suffocated, like the refreshment of eating wine.

Fu Yanyan retrieved the bowl and frowned: "You are always reckless, even the generals who often go into battle against the enemy, and you are not as injured as you are, and you don't take as much medicine as you." ”

Feng Ling used the strength of his arm to support his waist and lean on the brocade, squinted his eyes and counted carefully, and said with a smile: "I was injured once by Helu's sneak attack on Yiwu Road, and I had to ride the apricot blossom sea with you that time." The time he lured Helu to show up but fell off the earth cliff, he had to go into battle with you. When we narrowly escaped Moheyan, I was not injured, I only worked hard to get rid of my strength, and the old disease recurred, but I also relieved the urgent need of the government army and won the respect of the army. Last time, he fell from his horse and had to return the favor of the saint. Every time, on the principle of equal exchanges, the wind spirit was sad and calm. ”

"Are you calm, but you teach me to worry all night and day long, but is it still equal?" She always has endless crooked reasoning, and she can't help but feel angry and funny.

Feng Ling tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly smiled very brightly: "Helu sneak attack, that time I was injured for the first time, were you already worried about me at that time?" ”

Fu Yanyan turned his head and didn't answer, Feng Ling didn't give up, and asked again and again, but he grabbed his two hands, and said: "Don't be naughty, don't take yourself in exchange for that way of equality." If you really want to be equal, you will first take care of your body, and then pay me back to save you. ”

"Then I'm going to be hurt again, can you save ......" Feng Ling asked with a smile, the unfinished words were blocked back into her mouth, she obediently accepted his shallow kiss as fine as rain, and the deliberately gentle kiss slipped from her lips to her neck, and on her loosely clothed chest, there were bursts of warm currents in her head and chest, and she couldn't help but secretly raise a smug smile, and sighed secretly: In this way, why hurt again.

After a while, Feng Ling's body became a little hot, and the wound was pulled again and again because of her twisting and turning, and she endured the pain of the wound tearing, unwilling to snort in pain, and frowned.

Fu Yan stopped suddenly, caressed the wound on her waist, and persuaded with an unsteady breath: "If you move carefully, the wound will be damaged, leaving an ugly scar." ”

These words had the effect of waking up, and the wind spirit froze, not daring to move again.

"No next time, before you were hurt, I should have come to save you." He let out a long breath and steadied his breath.