I actually came to the door.

The corners of Feng's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, but he was not afraid, Jingmo wanted to recapture the Golden String Gu.

It depends on whether you have the ability or not.

"I'm not asking for the Golden String Gu, I just want to see what Miss Feng will look like when the Gu attacks."

Jingmo hooked his lips, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

His eyes stared straight at Feng lightly.

The woman's brows furrowed: "This Gu is like this, it can't still happen." ”

She raised her hand, revealing the gold thread on her wrist.

It won't have a seizure at all, Jingmo's words are tantamount to scaring her, but why.

This man is so cunning.

"You know Gu?" The exploration in Jingmo's eyes became deeper and deeper, "A boudoir woman in Kyoto, why does a girl with a great career in Kyoto understand the Golden String Gu, and the girl hides her identity so much, so she is not afraid of being known?" ”

Feng was slightly stunned, was this threatening her?

It's a pity that she's not afraid of being known.

"Southern Xinjiang prides itself on knowing Gu best, but it is only on this continent, and it can't even rank in the Apocalypse."

Feng Qing didn't know the purpose of Jing Mo's coming, so she blurred the topic away.

Throw out some false and real words and let Jingmo pick it up.

"Well, if you can enter the apocalypse, do you still need to be submissive to the great cause?" Jingmo was very straightforward, hooked his lips, and his eyes fell on Feng Qing's body.

He dodged in front of him, and his unique aura emanated throughout the courtyard.

Feng gently subconsciously took a step back, and she smiled: "His Royal Highness the Prince is wasting time here, wouldn't it be better to settle in the Apocalypse as soon as possible?" ”

"That's for later, I'm still curious at the moment, your identity?"

Jingmo was suspicious of Feng Qingqing, and couldn't tell what her identity was, was it a disguise or a fake, or was she so capable?

However, there is not much information collected in southern Xinjiang.

This makes Jingmo very uncomfortable.

"My identity? His Royal Highness the Prince of the World can't help but think too highly of me, I am the young lady of the Feng family, Feng Qingqing, as for the side, oh, by the way, the future Nine Princesses should be able to get on the stage. ”

Feng looked straight at the past, and didn't care so much, let's take Fu Jiuchen's identity to prevent the disaster first.

This person from southern Xinjiang is not so easy to deal with, and she is unwilling to fight him here.

At least I don't want to fight at the moment.

"Fu Jiuchen?" Jing Mo's eyes were obviously not shocked, "I heard that Fu Jiuchen had a wife, and with someone like that, it is better to find another way to live." ”

Someone like that?

I really dare to say it.

Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "What way to live?" ”

"For example, changing a man, marrying me, and being a princess in southern Xinjiang is more comfortable than being in a court like Daye, isn't it?"

Jingmo said with a smile, this is simply a blatant digging of the wall.

How did she not know that she was so popular.

Feng smiled lightly: "Thanks to the wrong love of the prince, I really can't climb high." ”

"What I said is true, as long as you are willing, it is much better to be close to me than to marry Fu Jiuchen, at least you don't have to endure hardship."

Jingmo continued, I don't know what magic this woman has, from the first time I saw it in the palace.

And he sank.

The eyes that hit the heart, coupled with this beautiful appearance and calm temperament, everything is Jingmo's favorite.

This is simply the most suitable person created by God.

"The prince is digging the foot of the wall so grandly, aren't you afraid that the ninth prince will know and beat you?"

Feng smiled softly, the cool breeze blew, and the breath in the courtyard changed in an instant.

The shadow fell from the sky.

The long sword headed towards Jingmo, and before Jingmo could even notice it, the sword had already cut off his white hair.

Feng lightly kissed the corners of his mouth with a hint of a smile, standing aside to watch the excitement, obviously not surprised by Fu Jiuchen's appearance.

The anger in the man's eyes was so deep.

"Just you, the people who want to rob me too?"

The white hair fell to the ground, right at Jingmo's feet, he was shocked and retreated, and then looked at Feng Qing's happy appearance of watching the play, which he underestimated.

"Lord Wang's words are serious, I'm just joking with Miss Feng." Jing Mo's eyes softened again, "After all, the Golden String Gu is not so stable, in case of an attack, something will not be good for the cause and the southern Xinjiang." ”

"Huh." Fu Jiuchen snorted lightly, and the long sword pointed directly at the man's heart, "This time it's hair, and next time, it's here." ”

It was a threatening tone.

Jingmo was stunned suddenly: "Thank you for the mercy of the prince's subordinates." ”

"Don't get out yet!"

Fu Jiuchen didn't expect that this prince of southern Xinjiang was really bold enough to dare to break into Feng Qingqing's courtyard in the middle of the night.

He turned around, glanced at Feng lightly, and found that this woman didn't seem to be the slightest bit defenseless, and even chatted with the man with a smile.

"You seem disappointed?"

"Huh?" Feng frowned lightly, looking innocent, when was she disappointed again, this said, "The prince is serious, I can't figure out the details of the other party, let's go dog first, in case I release Gu poison me." ”

Feng smiled lightly, he was used to the temperament of a dog man, and there was no need to put some vicious provocative words in his eyes.

Fu Jiuchen smiled: "You are capable, this king really underestimated your ability to attract bees and butterflies." ”

"The prince praised it falsely." Feng stood there gently, "The prince doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" Don't you care about me, come and see? ”

"This king doesn't want you to be poisoned yet, at least you're still useful."

Fu Jiuchen was very arrogant, and he wouldn't admit it at all, and his subordinates reported that Jingmo was coming in this direction.

He's rushing this way without stopping.

is dressed in the wind and dust, but you have to pretend to be passing by and happen to bump into it, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Feng lightly didn't poke him, and his mouth was stiff: "Thank you for saving me, it's just that Jingmo is still the son of Southern Xinjiang, so you don't have to kill it." ”

"What, you're distressed?" Fu Jiuchen walked forward slowly, he looked at Feng lightly, "It's best to put away those vain thoughts, and keep to yourself in order to live, let alone kill him, what if you destroy Southern Xinjiang?" ”

He didn't care, or even looked down on it.

“！”

The aura that emanated from his body was terrifying.

Feng lightly didn't answer, and looked at Fu Jiuchen's distant back and fell into deep thought.

She stretched out her hand, glanced at the golden lines on her arm again, and went back beautifully.

Tonight's farce is limited to them, and if it is known, I am afraid that she will be arranged again.

Ke Feng didn't care much about it, she worked hard to earn money.

Following.

Feng Qing went to the Nine Kings' Mansion early, this time it was not Fu Jiuchen who made an appointment, but Fu Jingyuan.

She hadn't slept all night last night, and she forcibly took out the Golden String Gu, just to test its power.

The little guy has already finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, and he is full of spirit at the moment, exuding a refreshing feeling all over his body.

"Mother, do you want to drink soup?"

The little guy said with a smile.

Feng gently hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't drink, don't drink." ”

It doesn't have to be so generous, I haven't seen him for a few days, Fu Jingyuan's spirit has improved a lot, and insisting on taking the prescription she prescribed still has some effect.

"Come, stretch out." Feng gently checked the pulse, his eyes narrowed, and he nodded with satisfaction, "Yuan'er is very well-behaved, this medicine has not been pulled down, and it is getting better very quickly." ”

"Yuan'er listens to her mother very much, and she won't secretly skip the medicine."

Fu Jingyuan said with a smile, looking like he was begging for praise.

Feng gently checked him inside and out, and the situation was much better than she imagined, at least after her unremitting efforts to recuperate, the little guy's poison has been slowly discharged.

It's just slow.

"Shall we try something new today?"

"Yuan'er is quite a mother." The little guy began with a milky voice and nodded obediently.

The people not far away frowned as they looked at the big and small figures in the pavilion.

Fu Jiuchen didn't know what was wrong, he actually felt that these two people were standing together in a particularly harmonious way, but the shouting voice in his heart.

It still pushes him forward.

The Shadow Guard who followed behind him was also very rare to see such a relaxed look on Fu Jiuchen's face.

Feng gently took out the brocade box, and the Gu with golden light was in the box.

"This bug is fat, but don't be afraid." Feng gently began to explain, also afraid that Fu Jingyuan would be afraid, after all, not everyone could accept Gu into his body.

At last night's palace banquet, everyone in the great cause was in danger, and they were all afraid of the unclear Gu entering their bodies.

Feng is also very gentle.

"Yuan'er is not afraid, as long as the mother accompanies Yuan'er." The little one smiled and nodded.

This warmed Feng's heart more and more.

"Very good, let's use the Golden String Gu to clean up the residual poison, so that it will save time and effort in the future treatment."

Feng Qing's state at this moment is like coaxing the little guy.

She was about to make a move when she heard a shouting behind her.

"You don't really think you can do anything wrong in the Nine Kings' Mansion, do you?" Fu Jiuchen said coldly, and when he saw Feng lightly, he wanted to test his son.

Hurry out to protect it.

Fu Jingyuan shook his head: "Daddy, you misunderstood, my mother is treating me." ”

"She's not your mother!" Fu Jiuchen was very irritable, this woman's courage was too big, in case there was a good one, even if she lost her life, it would not be enough.

Feng stood up lightly and closed the box, she frowned: "The prince said this, I am here to treat Xiao Yuan'er." ”

"What an excuse to heal, can you make sure that this Golden String Gu won't have an effect on Yuan'er? In case something happens, what compensation do you pay? ”

Fu Jiuchen was also obviously angry, and his face was calm.

Feng lightly's brain was buzzing, and she was a little dizzy from being yelled, she said softly: "If I am not completely sure, I won't do it, can the prince really think that I am testing Xiaoyuan'er?" You're thinking too badly. ”

Feng's eyes turned red for a moment, she thought that she had been together for so long.

At least your character should be recognized.

But no.

Fu Jiuchen was so suspicious of her.

There was a sourness in the depths of my heart, and the feeling of grievance rushed up from the bottom of my heart.

The little guy ran over and held Feng's hand gently: "Mother, don't cry, I believe in you, Daddy is also anxious, worried about Yuan'er, I didn't kill you." ”

"Take the little boy down."

Fu Jiuchen said angrily, glanced at the Shadow Guard behind him, and asked them to take Fu Jingyuan away.

The atmosphere in the courtyard has condensed to the freezing point.

It can erupt at any time.

The little guy was reluctant to go, but with a pair of frightened eyes from Fu Jiuchen, he still left, and comforted Feng lightly before leaving.

The two stood opposite each other.

At that moment, Feng Qing had already digested all the grievances.

She smiled: "Yuan'er's illness, you must have seen many people, the miracle doctor in the backyard shouldn't be able to do anything, right?" Why don't you want to trust my medical skills? ”

"Let's go."

Fu Jiuchen didn't want to say more to her, so he flicked his sleeves.

The face was gloomy.

He didn't know where the awkwardness in his heart came from at this moment.

Feng took a deep breath lightly: "Let me tell you, Fu Jiuchen, although you gave birth to Xiaoyuan'er, you have no right to interfere in his life, I will cure him, no matter what your attitude towards me." ”

Feng gritted his teeth lightly, said the most ruthless words, turned around and left.

If she had been in the past, she would definitely fight for it, and she wouldn't even suffer at all, but now she won't.

She didn't even want to stay in this courtyard longer, as if if if she stayed a little longer, her whole mood would get out of control.

Feng Qingqing didn't know what was wrong with her.

Looking at the distant back, Fu Jiuchen forcibly pressed his heart.

He locked himself in the study in a depressed way, and when he didn't see anyone, when Fu Wuya came, he saw Fu Jiuchen who was blowing up at any time.

It took a thousand times of questioning for the Shadow Guard to tell what had happened before.

Fu Wuya touched his chin, feeling an uneasy premonition.

"It seems that the quarrel between husband and wife is probably going to affect innocent people."

He left without looking back, and he didn't dare to approach the door of the study.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The inner courtyard of the Royal Palace.

The affairs of the southern Xinjiang and relatives have not been dealt with yet, and the emperor means to let Jingmo choose slowly, and choose the desirable ones to discuss.

But Fu Wan'er wanted to marry the past, and she kept pestering the emperor.

Outside the temple.

The long figure walked in quickly.

"Father, you can do it." Fu Wan'er stepped forward, "Go and talk to the prince." ”

"I'll talk about it later, I still have important things to discuss with your imperial uncle." The emperor was gentle, so he said.

Fu Wan'er didn't know each other, and she didn't see the man's anger at this moment.

Fu Jiuchen walked there and couldn't hear the slightest pretentiousness.

"Get out." Fu Jiuchen scolded coldly, so frightened that Fu Wan'er fell to the bone.

I don't know what happened to the Nine Emperor Uncles, but Fu Wan'er didn't dare to make a mistake, she was so frightened that she trembled, and ran out crying.

The emperor's brow furrowed.

"The matter of Black Wind Village is indeed tricky, but the imperial brother doesn't have to be in such a hurry."

"It's just a bunch of young people, this king lets it go, but they can't get on the stage." Fu Jiuchen hooked his lips, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Since the imperial brother is so worried about the affairs of Heifeng Village, leave it to this king." ”

He was already unhappy.

Zaifeng is lightly angry, and he must find a place to spread it.

Heifeng Village is also unlucky, and it is also boring to hang at this time and hit the muzzle.

Night.

Fu Jiuchen sent a group of people to clear the Black Wind Village.

Feng was lightly angry with him, and Ben was not happy, coupled with the changes in her mood during this time, she began to struggle and began to reflect.

She hated herself for being so indecisive.

Feng gently decided to recuperate, at least in this world, there must be her rules.

Her charcoal, falling on the drawing, remembered the mechanism of Apocalypse City in her previous life, before her kung fu could not be effectively improved.

She had to have more to protect herself.

And these secret weapons are enough to change her thinking in the future, at least without relying on that stinky man.

Feng gritted his teeth lightly and viciously, poking the villain on the paper fiercely.

"Die, see if I don't kill you!"

Feng Qingqing was really difficult to relieve her anger, so she simply tore up the piece of paper, and it was difficult for her to vent her hatred.

A man walked aimlessly on Suzaku Street.

When I came to this place, I didn't seem to have a good feeling of the streets of the Great Cause, and compared to the laws of Apocalypse City, it was much more harmonious here.

At least there are no people on the streets, and there are not so many people who have sacrificed their lives for the sake of rewards.

What's heavier here is the pyrotechnics.

"Girl, buy a mask." The peddler said with a smile and took a fox mask, "There are lanterns tonight, wear a mask to enjoy the lanterns." ”

Feng was slightly stunned, hesitated, and still paid.

"Thank you, thank you, girl."

She picked up the mask and walked through the crowd, holding a sugar gourd in her hand and buying a lot of snacks.

Shopping and eating all the way, I left the previous unhappiness behind.

Tonight's lantern festival, the lanterns all over the city are particularly beautiful, the fireworks are like falling stars, Feng gently sat alone on the stall, watching the boys and girls coming and going.

She did as the locals did, and she also wore a mask and shuttled among the crowd.

On the bank of the river, there were many people on the bridge, and the girls were holding lanterns in their hands and writing something on them.

"The girl buys a lantern or not, writes a wish on it, and puts it in the river."

The hawkers are getting more and more enthusiastic.

Feng waved her hand slightly, she didn't care so much about these forms, if God could really sense it, he wouldn't have gotten her to this place.

She's just watching the fun.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, she felt that there were always people staring at her behind her.

Is it possible that there are people following you like this?

Feng was lightly stunned and ran towards the place where the crowd had gathered, she got down from the bridge, and at a glance she saw the man in white and wearing a fox mask.

The figure is very long, the white hair is particularly conspicuous, and the feeling of ten thousand years at a glance falls on the two of them.

"What a coincidence."

The man pursed his lips.

Feng smiled lightly, breaking this ambiguous aura: "Isn't His Royal Highness the Prince pretending to be tired?" Buying a mask of the same style is fate? ”

Feng gently took off her mask, and with a word, she stared at Jingmo.

I don't know what this man wants to do.

Jing Mo smiled, and took off the mask with her slender and white fingers: "Yes, deliberately approaching, probably no more obvious than me, but Miss Feng, she looks very unhappy." ”

"......" Feng lightly ignored him.

The man leaned over, and the smile on the corner of his mouth softened: "He doesn't believe you, why do you bother to share his worries, it's not your child, it's life or death, it has nothing to do with you, besides, Fu Jiuchen doesn't accept your kindness, so ruin your heart, Miss Feng really wants to be with him?" ”

Scold.

This guy is really persevering, chasing here, or to dig the foot of the wall.