Feng Ting covered her lips in surprise again, "Who knew that it took all the effort to seek medical treatment, and that ghost doctor actually sent an apprentice who had never heard of it here, which is really ridiculous." ”

"You ......" Feng Ying was choked by her, and she couldn't say anything for a while, turned around and left.

"I thought it was so powerful." Feng Ting muttered and looked at Feng Ying's distant back.

"Miss, why are you so angry? This concubine's return to the General's Mansion, under the attention of the eldest lady, it is already difficult to do. Mei Xue couldn't help but remind.

"So what? That Nan Yu, my father didn't immediately tell the world to change her surname, I think my father doesn't care about that long-lost daughter of Rausch, sister, will she be difficult to do? You're underestimating her. ”

"Miss, you can't talk nonsense." Mei Xue held her breath.

"What's the panic?"

Feng Ting glanced at her, "Besides, what's the difference between a mother's eyes and a half-blind?" Crazy like that, I heard that Nan Yu went to see her mother. The mother insisted on biting out a piece of flesh from her arm, not to say that it was not her own daughter. ”

Crazy can't even recognize his own daughter, I really don't know what my father liked about her back then. After so many years, they are still worried about the old relationship and refuse to straighten their aunt.

In the empty court.

Feng Jingyu bent her bow and arrows, twisted her thumb around the black wire, and aimed it at the bull's-eye.

The next moment, the direction of the long arrow changed abruptly, facing the person in the corridor.

Feng Jingyu squinted, the woman was slender, with black hair in a simple bun, slender eyebrows, and clear eyes. The delicate chin was slightly raised by half a minute, and the black and white eyes looked at the long arrow in his hand without blinking.

In a trance, Feng Jingyu felt that this girl looked like a person between her eyebrows.

After thinking about it, Feng Jingyu secretly said in her heart, this is the apprentice of the ghost doctor that Feng Ying brought back?

Then there was a sigh, worthy of being the apprentice of the ghost doctor, under such a cold gaze that had been honed on the battlefield for many years, he was able to maintain his mind undisturbed? Even his own daughter can't do it.

"Nan Mo has seen the general." The woman saluted with a fist in her fist.

Feng Jingyu looked at her chic and uninhibited way of saluting, not like a daughter's family at all.

"Your surname is also Nan? You and Nan ......"

"There are a lot of people with the surname Nan in this world," Nan Mo interrupted Feng Jingyu's question. She doesn't care what Nan Yong and Nan Yu have in mind, in Fengfu, Nan Yu secretly looked for herself, hoping that they would never know each other from now on, and they would have nothing to do with them. I hope that she won't mention anything in front of General Feng.

Nan Mo understood what she meant, and didn't know how Nan Yong made Nan Yong successfully pretend to be General Feng's daughter.

Of course, she felt unkind, but after all, they were related to her body, and she didn't want to ruin the future of their hard work because of her words.

With Nan Yu's qualifications and character, although she will not be able to be the head mother of a big family in the future, she believes that with the power of the Feng family, she will at least live a rich life, and she can be regarded as the soul of Xin Niang in the sky.

"It's really embarrassing for you, girl, you have to live in this house for a while." Feng Jingyu spoke for a long time.

That day, Nan Mo went to check Mrs. Feng's pulse as she said, but the servants around Mrs. Feng blocked her from the door, saying that Mrs. Feng was unstable and needed to come back for diagnosis after a while.

Although Feng Ying was suspicious of Nan Mo's medical skills, after all, she was in the name of the ghost doctor Huo Qiu. She secretly thought that the ghost doctor should not smear her face, maybe she secretly guided herself, but she didn't know. Therefore, he sent someone to Mu Tan Pavilion and invited Miss Nanmo to live in Fengfu for a while.

Nan Mo smiled, "Don't bother, wait until Mrs. is emotionally stable, and Nan Mo will treat her." ”

"Miss Nan is interested in this bow and arrow?" Feng Jingyu raised her eyes and saw that her gaze fell on her hand.

Feng Jingyu has been childless for many years, and the two daughters around her, the newly recognized daughter is not to mention poetry and etiquette, but she doesn't know a single big character.

He hoped that there would be a woman daughter in the house, but unfortunately the eldest daughter Feng Ying's ambition was even more in the palace, and the second daughter was still young and did not know how to deal with the world.

He doesn't have the heart or the strength, this Nanmo girl's eyes are obviously extremely interested in this weapon, bow and arrow, he thinks it's funny, so he asks.

"I've never touched it, I wonder if I can borrow the general's bow and arrows and try it?" Nan Mo asked.

She'd played a lot of games before, and there were shooting and the like, but she hadn't tried anything like a real gun. Especially today in the age of cold weapons.

Feng Jingyu handed the bow and arrow to Nan Mo.

Under the guidance of Feng Jingyu, Nan Mo buckled the string, drew the bow, aimed, and released the arrow, all in one go.

Feng Jingyu's eyes were scorching, and the result was not bad, although he didn't hit the bull's-eye, it was almost the same.

Nan Mo was even more interested, pulled the bow and tried again, round by round, approaching the bullseye more and more each time. By the time the sun sets, the crosshair has reached the point of extreme accuracy.

By mistake, the two also won a round against Feng Jingyu in the competition.

Feng Jingyu smiled heartily, "Haha, you girl is even more unwilling to admit defeat than my lieutenant general." ”

"The general deliberately let me, thinking that Nan Mo didn't know?"

Nan Mo also smiled, she was surprised that she didn't hate the feeling of drawing a bow, and she could get her own interest and hearty feeling from this sport.

"This bow has been with me for many years, and now that the old man is in ambush, it is better to give it to the young man."

Feng Jingyu swept the bow and arrow, and actually wanted to give it to her.

Nan Mo hurriedly shook his head, "The general's words are wrong, the gentleman has something to gain, and he has something to lose." If you get the general's bow, it will naturally be enviable. It's a pity that Nan Mo is just an ordinary person, who has neither the capital nor the ability to go into battle to kill the enemy. Such a bow and arrow fell into Nan Mo's hands, but it was not worth it. ”

She didn't belittle herself, saying that she was a woman and couldn't stand it. Rather, the bow should be where it can be used to its fullest effect.

"It's just a pity, I am old and strong, but I don't have this opportunity to go to the battlefield." Feng Jingyu sighed heavily.

He suddenly realized that he had said a little too much today, and he still said these ambitions to a young girl, and the haze that had been born of trivial matters in the house for several days was swept away.

Nan Mo opened his mouth and said: "The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years." It was a tragic desolation, and who said that it must be a horse leather shroud to be considered the glory of a soldier? Nan Mo thought that 'the picture of the other day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua' is the best destination for soldiers. ”

"Throughout the ages, men have either galloped on the battlefield, or entered the sea of eunuchs, and becoming famous in the world is the right way, and it has become such a saying to you?" Although Feng Jingyu disagreed, she also quipped.

Nan Mo raised his eyebrows, "It's just that seeing the general's sad white hair, trying to make people sad, Nan Mo couldn't stand it anymore, so he just said a few words casually." ”

Feng Jingyu laughed when she heard this, interesting.

……

Jing Mohuai's way, surrounded by mountains and rivers, does not seem to be in a hurry to return to the imperial capital at all.

On the contrary, it was like visiting famous mountains and rivers, and those assassinations came in waves. But the two generals, Wei Qing and Lu Zou, are not vegetarians either.

Anyway, those people don't dare to come openly, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

In an ordinary mansion not far from the imperial capital, a man in plain clothes and white robes was holding a beautiful girl in his arms.

The dancing girl who performed in the distance stood barefoot on a strange round ice tray, which was logically unreasonable.

After all, the sky is full of flowers in spring, and the weather has already warmed up, but the ice tray in this house is more like a scene that has always existed, but it is just unusual.

But the people who watch the scenery and the people in the scenery have no doubts about this.

Just up close, Na Mei Ji doesn't look like a dance, but like a marionette-like beating, a gorgeous feast of death.

"Childe, this is the twenty-seventh time, are you satisfied?" The dancing girl's lips and teeth trembled, but she deliberately forced herself to speak clearly.

tried in vain to climb onto the child's bed by means of drugged, and now she has such an end, which can be regarded as she deserves it. Rong Fan watched from afar, and his face was even more disgusted.

"Satisfied? So where do you think it's beautiful? The man's delicate eyebrows and eyes are as noble as usual, but they are facing Mei Ji in his arms.

"My sister's feet are the most beautiful." The beauty in her arms smiled skillfully, as if she was disgusted and happy, but her palms couldn't help but curl up nervously.

The red feet frozen on the ice, no matter how graceful they are, cannot be called beautiful. But she didn't dare to say anything negative.

She and the dancing girl on the ice tray are sisters, and those who meet them will always call them beautiful twins. She was also proud of their looks.

But after coming to this son's side, she realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the sky.

A green-clothed maid beside this son is shocking. The peerless appearance overshadowed their sisters.

But Rao is like that, standing beside that son, he is just an ordinary maid who adds tea.

But the master gave them to this son, and the order was to use all means to gain his favor. So they have to give it a try regardless of it.

It's a pity that their abacus fell through, and they moved their minds that shouldn't have been moved, and they used ways that shouldn't have been.

She thought that he had the temperament of a pine mountain like jade, and his picturesque skin was the most compassionate person.

But she was wrong.

The sound of the air flow piercing, and in the next second, the maiko on the ice tray looked down and saw that there was a line of blood.

Mei Ji in the man's arms couldn't help but tremble.

"Funny little things, but the eyes are quite bad." His index finger slid like a bone from the divine court in his arms to the tip of his nose, as if he were examining a rare relief.

The look of fascination on his face, and the long-cherished enjoyment of the long-cherished taste only slightly added a little emotion to the man's eyes.

Someone performs, sings, or acts, how can anyone interpret such a thing as happiness.

These obvious bits of happiness and sorrow are not in the bottom of the eye.

Obviously, he has arrived at the foot of the imperial capital, but Jing Mohuai has been here for ten days, so long that Rong Fan feels that the years are long.

There is a beautiful woman in green clothes painting on the side.

On Bai Xuan, the woman in Tsing Yi, the overlapping light and shadow are impregnated with gold sand, the golden sand river, gushing up like a silk ribbon, slender and tactful, is a graceful waist, on the painting, the woman is playing with a delicate short knife, half-closed eyes, obviously as a person in the song, the corners of the lips outline a few arcs, but it seems to be outside the play.

These hands are beautifully tight, the short knives are cold, and the white blades are bright, but they are not as sharp as the thin white knuckles, and they are sharp in their grip.

The index finger of the woman in Tsing Yi who painted paused, and the gold dust in her slightly curled palm was slightly raised, and her hands were covered in the gold sand.

"It's a pity." He sighed. Such a good-looking and sharp pair of hands, but they were deliberately hidden in the gold sand.

Without raising his eyebrows, today's Rong Fan seems to be different from the past.

Wei Yin said tentatively: "Rong Da Beauty, which one is this?" I don't know if I have the pleasure of seeing each other? The peach blossom luck that is not hidden. ”

The beauty in Tsing Yi sneered lightly, and it was impossible to say whether it was peach blossom luck or peach blossom debt.

Rong Fan thought like this in his heart, but he didn't answer his words, but said: "Mr. Weiyin, Rong Fan is rude." ”

Weiyin closed the folding fan, "snapped", clasped it in his left hand, and sniffed lightly, "It's so fragrant, where is your master?" ”

Rong Fan looked up at the small pavilion behind the pavilion.

Wei Yin raised his eyebrows, sighed, "The love and sweetness in the wind and moon can't be taken seriously after all", and then shook his head and walked over.