Chapter Twenty-Eight: Conscience

Feng Yuanxu's brain was buzzing, although Yuan Jinyu was a woman, but these two big ears were really powerful.

Red Sakura was already slumped on the ground, her eyes empty and lifeless.

The cramping beneath her body and the blood that flowed from her body made her face pale.

"Princess! Son! He Bo, who came later, shouted urgently, and was dizzy when he saw the situation in front of him.

He bought some shops a few days ago to make a dowry for Feng Yuanxu, and now he went to see the specific situation, but he didn't expect that not long after he arrived at the shop, the little guy in the house called him urgently.

As soon as he heard that something was wrong, he hurried back.

It's too late.

"The old slave has seen the princess." He Bo saluted Yuan Jinyu.

Seeing this, Yuan Jinyu snorted coldly and sat back again, she was a little dizzy.

"Princess, what happened?" He Bo asked.

"What happened? Hum! It's not your minion's in charge! Yuan Jinyu was unceremonious, she was angry now, of course she caught and scolded whom.

What's more, he is just a minion of the Champion Mansion.

"Feng Yuanxu, I advise you to think about it, what is the most important! Without me, you're not so easy to do in Kyoto! After Yuan Jinyu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand.

Qiu Hua and Ruan Niang helped her get up and walked outside the Zhuangyuan Mansion with understanding.

Feng Yuanxu, who was thrown away by the guards, was still tied, so he knelt on the ground with a puff.

I don't know if it's because of the weak legs or what.

He Bo was angry enough, in Dayuan, no one had ever spoken to him like this, even Feng Yuanxu was respectful and obedient to him.

"What the hell is going on!" He Bo sat on the chair that Yuan Jinyu was sitting on just now.

Why did this Yuanxu become this champion, and he followed one thing after another!

Seeing Feng Yuanxu kneeling there in a daze, he fainted before He Bo could have a further attack.

"Something that doesn't work!" He Bo scolded angrily.

Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, Luohe Ju.

Yuan Jinyu went to the Zhuangyuan Mansion in the morning, and Qingge had just had lunch now.

Qingge painted this matter next to the bookcase.

And Jun Mo reported everything that happened in the Champion Mansion in the morning to Qingge.

The corners of Qingge's mouth rose slightly, and the smile in his eyes reached the bottom of his eyes.

Clearly, she was in a very good mood.

"I don't know, this Yuanxu is still affectionate, and he dares to protect the red cherry blossoms a little." Qingge was extremely sarcastic in her heart.

At the beginning, she was easily abandoned, Feng Yuanxu was so decisive.

Their love for more than ten years is not as good as his relationship with Red Sakura for a month or two.

Jun Mo didn't dare to answer.

"Pity the boy." Qingge sighed.

In any case, the child is innocent, but because of her, there is no life left.

Jun Mo actually wanted to tell Qingge that the child was fake, just because he had taken a secret medicine, but after thinking about his master's ice cube face, he gave up.

I had to listen to the light song silently.

The master of his family had planned it long ago.

"How's your general?" Seeing that Jun Mo didn't speak, Qingge asked Jun Jiuqing again.

"Back to the princess, I'll be at the post station in two days." Junmo said.

Since Jun Jiuqing is an envoy, he must have done enough.

"Will he also participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet?" Qingge asked again.

"Yes!" Junmo replied.

Qingge's heart cleared.

In front of him, a pair of proud snow red plums jumped on the paper.

Looking at this painting, Qingge smiled with satisfaction.

It's still beautiful with this red plum!

Qingge took out another piece of paper and began to write, only to see rows of beautiful hairpins on the letterhead, which was extremely beautiful.

Sure enough, the words are like the people.

When the ink was dry, she put the letter in an envelope.

"You can contact your general and give him this." Qingge handed the letter to Junmo.

"Subordinates take orders!" Junmo took the letter. And he walked out the door.

"It's a good show, she doesn't want to miss it." Qingge sat down again and continued to read the book.

This book, whenever she is in a good mood, she takes a look, and now she has seen the bridge section of Chen Shimei being dog-headed.

Of course, whenever Qingge is in a good mood, most of them are when Feng Yuanxu is unlucky.

Champion Mansion.

Feng Yuanxu lay on the bed and woke up leisurely.

It was already afternoon, and it was still Cen Langzhong who was seeing him.

Cen Langzhong was also very curious about why this champion always looked for him.

Seeing Feng Yuanxu wake up, Cen Langzhong left, he had already prescribed a prescription for Feng Yuanxu. If you don't leave now, why do you stay?

He Bo on the side sat there with a gloomy face, looking particularly scary.

Seeing that Feng Yuanxu had woken up, He Bo glared at him and asked.

"What the hell is going on!" And Bo said angrily.

Feng Yuanxu closed his eyes, didn't want to speak, and ignored him.

This is infuriating and uncle. This Yuan Jinyu treats him like this, even if he is a princess, he is also a princess! What kind of thing is this Yuanxu?

"Hmph, you're capable!" He also heard from the little guy what happened after Yuan Jinyu came to the Yuan Mansion.

But what he wanted to ask now was the cause of the incident.

"Say, the baby in Red Sakura's belly is not yours!" He Bo asked angrily.

"Yes." Feng Yuanxu did not refuse to answer at this time.

He felt guilty in his heart, but he couldn't tell whether this guilt was for the red cherry blossom or for the light song.

Feng Yuanxu didn't know why he was like this, why this thing developed like this.

Everything started at the time when Qingge died.

Could it be that the soul of Qingge has returned for revenge?

Feng Yuanxu closed his eyes tiredly, his face was still hot and painful.

He tried not to let his mind replay that scene.

"Evil Barrier!" Seeing Feng Yuanxu like this, He Bo also recognized that the child was his, so he angrily smashed the tea cup in his hand.

Innocent teacup, it's it that hurts every time.

He Bo has really lived for a long time, he has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen someone like Feng Yuanxu!

And he was unlucky enough to become his master.

Feng Yuanxu still closed his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to the angry Hebo.

He wanted to be quiet by himself, and he was too noisy with his uncle.

No matter how He Bo scolded, Feng Yuanxu closed his eyes anyway, but he didn't get into his ears.

Seeing this, he angrily slammed the door and left.

He really can't take Feng Yuanxu, he can't really beat him.

No matter how you say it, he is still the master.

Although he usually scolds Feng Yuanxu, and Feng Yuanxu listens to him very much, he still can't change the fact that he is a slave.

As soon as he went out, it was finally quiet.

Feng Yuanxu closed his eyes, tears slid down the corners of his eyes, slid across his temples, and slid into his hair.

Feng Yuanxu's face was so hot that he finally fell asleep, but he dreamed of a light song, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a red cherry tree sitting in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, another bloody baby came to him for his life.

He woke up suddenly, his head dazed, but he smelled the scent again.

Feng Yuanxu's heart moved, and the face of the red cherry blossom appeared in his mind again, or Qingge, the two faces swirled in his mind, and Feng Yuanxu had a splitting headache.