Feng Xihuai naturally knew that Feng Yueli deliberately changed the topic.

I don't want to mention it again, whether Yueli is worried about Rong Jingchen staying in the Xuanyuan Continent forever.

He said lightly: "Even if there is a war, it will not be like you in the South China Continent fighting in secret, even if you are killed, you don't know whose hands you died in, this is terrible."

Feng Yueli took a sip of wine, her expression was indifferent, and there was no change: "This sentence is not wrong."

She lowered her eyes slightly and stopped talking.

Feng Xihuai's words are indeed good.

The South China Continent is an open and secret battle, unlike the Xuanming Continent, after the war, there is basically nothing to do.

After the war on the South China Continent, the other side may still hold a grudge against you and will find an opportunity to retaliate.

And the Xuanxia Continent is basically the end of the fight.

No one will be vindictive.

Feng Xihuai saw Feng Yueli's expression indifferent, and he didn't know what this woman was thinking in her heart now.

He was quiet for a long time: "There are many things, you don't need to think too much, it's useless to think too much."

Feng Yueli pursed her thin lips tightly: "I didn't think too much, what made me think too much?" I'm just waiting for him to come back. ”

Now everyone must think that she is cranky.

But only she knows what she is thinking in her heart.

Since he had a reason to stay in the Han Clan.

Then she won't think much about it, she will just wait slowly for him to come back.

In the past, many times, it was Rong Jingchen who was waiting for her.

Now, she only waited for a while, so what did she get?

Feng Xihuai was silent, stopped talking, and then left the corridor.

Yueli looked calm, drank a lot of wine, and was not drunk.

Only then did I realize that it was getting dark.

A woman in light blue clothes slowly came over to look at her, Yueli narrowed her eyes slightly, and her expression was complicated: "Feng Yueyue? What are you doing here? ”

She absolutely didn't believe it, Feng Invite simply came to see her.

Because she knows Feng Yueyue too well.

Feng Yueyue instructed the waiter on the side: "Go and prepare a bowl of decanting soup."

When Feng Yueli heard the three words of sobering soup, she suddenly got up and came: "No, I'm very sober."

The smile on Feng Yueyue's lips did not appear: "I thought you were drunk."

She was dressed in light blue, her silver hair was draped over her shoulders, and her beautiful face was smiling with three points.

Yueli raised her eyelids lazily: "If you were drunk, you would have gone back to sleep a long time ago, why did the patriarch come to me?"

Feng Yueyue didn't expect that Feng Yueli didn't beat around the bush, but directly asked her what she came here for.

However, this time she really didn't come here for anything big.

Instead, I wanted to ask her who Rong Jingchen's mother was.

Feng Yingyue smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to ask you, what is the name of Rong Jingchen's mother."

Feng Yueli had already expected that sooner or later, the people of the Feng clan would come to ask who Rong Jingchen's mother was.

They must have come for some other purpose.

After all, the Han Clan and the Feng Clan are different families, and they must have their own secrets.

Feng Yueli's face didn't change: "I don't know, those people don't let me know."

The corners of Feng Yueyue's mouth twitched.

Feng Yueli was clearly lying, Rong Jingchen was her husband, and she must have told Feng Yueli everything.

Where would Feng Yueli not know who Rong Jingchen's mother was.