"Him?" The Great Elder looked dazed, not knowing who he was referring to.

"Okay, you go and investigate the matter of Feng Wu, don't pull down all the people she has been in contact with over the years." Feng Lingtian commanded, and walked to the back of the house by himself.

"Feng Wu" followed Ji Ran all the way to the Dragon Clan, and there seemed to be no abnormality on her calm face.

The original suspicion in Ji Ran's heart turned into a need.

"Go back and rest, don't show up in front of me for nothing." Ji Ran glared at "Feng Wu" impatiently, no longer like the tenderness when he was outside the door.

"Feng Wu" was happy, anyway, she didn't plan to have too much to do with this prince.

"Then send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." She hurriedly packed her luggage, and then walked to the princess's bedroom without looking back.

Looking at the back of "Feng Wu", although Ji Ran was suspicious, he didn't even have the desire to inquire.

Back in the palace of the crown princess, "Feng Wu" sent away the left and right, and came to the bronze mirror.

Since Feng Wu had the habit of hiding things behind the bronze mirror before, now that he has arrived at the Long family, he is bound to continue to maintain this habit.

Quickly finding the switch, she turned on the bronze mirror.

Behind the bronze mirror, a dark grid appeared in front of him.

Unlike the Feng Clan, this time the dark grid looks extraordinarily deep, biased towards the black dark grid, mixed with the surrounding darkness, if she didn't look closely, she might have directly ignored this dark grid.

"Feng Wu, what kind of person are you?" Cher muttered to herself, opening the dark grid.

As she expected, there were a few medicine packets in the dark grid.

There are more than a dozen medicine bags, large and small, each wrapped in a cloth bag of different colors.

"Feng Nu, are you busy?" Outside the door, someone suddenly knocked on the door, sounding like something urgent.

Calmly closing the dark compartment, she flirted and lifted her head, "What's the matter?" She walked to the door.

"Feng Nu, it was the priest who summoned you." The people outside said.

Father?

Isn't that Ji Mo's father?

"Did you say anything?" She didn't think that Feng Wu's return to the Feng clan would alarm the priest.

"The minions don't know." The man outside the door shook his head.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes and come over." She smiled faintly.

In front of the priest's hall, she saw Ji Mo and Ji Ran standing in the temple, and the priest was staring at her.

"Meet the priest." Xue'er saluted respectfully, and a light and elegant skirt shone faintly on the main hall.

"Get up." The priest looked at her condescendingly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

"I heard that Feng Lingtian's body has recovered, but is it true?" The priest asked.

Xue'er nodded and said, "Thanks to the priest's concern, my father is in good health now, and this time my father also said that when he can go out, the first thing is to thank the priest." ”

"Thanks to the care of the priest over the years, the Feng clan has been living a peaceful and happy life, and these fathers know it."

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the priest's face, "Your father's health is just getting better, and I'll talk about the rest later, but you, are you adapting to life in the Long family?" ”

"Thank you for the priest's concern, everything is fine with Wu'er." She hurriedly saluted.

Ji Ran looked at Feng Wu calmly, with a hint of doubt between his eyebrows.

But because they were in the main hall at this time, he didn't even have a chance to speak.

On the other hand, Ji Mo just looked like he didn't care about himself, and he couldn't tell what his mood was at all.