4. The so-called hidden disease
"How do I know this, maybe I'm going to meet some wild man!" The caustic voice continued.
"What can I see, a blind man? What can you run around? Big sister is really good at joking! ”
"Father, Jingshu is tired, if it is because Jingshu has not rested well, and will be blamed by His Highness after a while, it is not just a problem of Jingshu!" Feng Lingluo looked tired, and the cold font was full of threats.
Feng Lingluo's writing speed was as fast as flowing water, and he quickly wrote out what he wanted to say in just one breath.
In fact, she can speak, and when she just came back, she had already forced out the hidden diseases that she had learned from the hidden diseases that had been transferred to her body.
It's just that she can't let the Feng family know, otherwise her life may be in jeopardy.
The Voice Continent is a place of cultivation, and the masters are like clouds, if it is known that she is not the real Feng Jingshu, I am afraid that she will not know when she hangs up.
"You...... Threaten us! Feng Jinghong pointed at Feng Lingluo, and his cold eyes were full of anger.
"No, just tell the truth!" Feng Lingluo went on to write.
Feng Yao clenched his fists and glanced at the calm Feng Lingluo again.
What she said was not unreasonable, if something really happened to Feng Lingluo, Emperor Zhuan Huang would definitely blame Feng Mansion.
But......
Feng Lingluo dared to talk to them like this today, Feng Lingluo would definitely take revenge on them.
Feng Yao was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
Yu Zihuan probably saw what Feng Yao was thinking, and Chao Feng Yao glanced at him and patted his hands.
"Lord Wang, what Amazing Shu said is reasonable!" Yu Ziwan said with an indifferent look.
Feng Jinghong stomped his feet, and just as he wanted to step forward and say something, he was pulled back by Yu Zihuan.
After the group left, Feng Lingluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She touched the itch on her neck and smiled coldly.
Since this is the case, then she might as well come up with a plan, and really think that he Feng Lingluo is a vegetarian.
The next day, Feng Lingluo changed her clothes, and followed Feng Yao, Yu Zihuan and Feng Jinghong into the palace.
Passing through the winding palace roads, Feng Ling finally came to a magnificent palace under the leadership of the eunuch.
Feng Lingluo looked up and took a faint look, only to see a man in white standing at the gate of the palace, the man was on the other side, his hair was loosely fixed with a white hosta, and he was wearing a white mask on his face, standing with his hands in his hands, as if he was waiting for someone.
According to memory, this person is Yan Chimu, the national teacher of Guanglan Country.
Every three months, he would come to treat Ye Shenyang.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Chimu lowered his eyes and glanced at Feng Lingluo, and his clever gaze fell straight on Feng Lingyu.
Feng Lingluo's heart jumped, this person's gaze was too cold, sharp as if he could see through everything.
is still an acting school in Feng Lingluo, and there is no expression on his face.
Yan Chimu's immobile body finally made a move after seeing Feng Ling fall.
He lazily stretched out his finger and pointed at Feng Lingluo, and then he didn't know where to fly out, and a man in black walked towards Feng Lingyu.
"Miss Feng, the slave will help you!" The maid had a gentle smile on her face, and without waiting for Feng Lingluo to agree, she directly touched Feng Lingluo's veins.
The reason why Feng Lingluo didn't run away was because she had the ability to restore everything herself, and she was not afraid of any so-called transplant hidden disease.
In less than a moment, Feng Lingluo was finally helped to the inner hall.
On the bed, there sat an elegant and extraordinary man, who seemed to have a natural nobility and a kind of majesty.