Guan Xirin came to the bedside and carefully helped Feng Xiao up while she was pouring the porridge, so that Feng Jiu could feed him the porridge.

He came to the bed with the boiled porridge, fed him when it was cold, and said: "Daddy, if you add spiritual liquid to it, in addition to restoring the damaged five internal organs, you can also restore your physical strength and stabilize the breath in your body. ”

The old man watched Feng Jiu take care of him carefully, and couldn't help but smile and nodded secretly.

Who says only men are good?

Who said that only men can carry the glorious lintel of the family?

What a man can do, so can a woman, and even better!

Even if he only has such a child as Feng Yatou, he is a child in the Fengfu lineage, but this child doesn't have to worry about it when he is young, let alone filial piety to his elders, and now that this has happened to Fengfu, if he is replaced by a man, he will not be able to withstand this pressure and panic.

And she, a sixteen-year-old girl, carried it alive, and used her slender shoulders to hold up the entire Fengfu and hold up a piece of the sky for them.

Thinking of this, he was full of emotion, pride and distress.

"Daddy, you can sleep again!"

Feng Jiu said softly, and after feeding him a bowl of porridge, he asked Guan Xirin to lay him down and rest well, leaving Leng Hua to guard, and the three of them went out of the room.

"Grandpa, brother, let's go to my courtyard for a chat!" She said, looking at the two of them.

"Okay." The two of them replied and nodded.

Feng Jiu looked at Luo Yu and the others in the courtyard and said, "You guys stay in the courtyard!" No one is allowed to enter the room without my permission. ”

Several people looked at each other and responded in a deep voice: "Yes!" ”

After instructing Feng Wei to guard the courtyard, several people went to her courtyard together.

On the other side, in the palace.

Murong Bo, who returned to the palace, looked at the two old men standing in the hall and asked with a little hesitation, "What do you think?" That Feng Xiao, is he really unconscious and has become a living dead? It's not that he's suspicious, it's that it seems strange to him.

thought that Feng Xiao would definitely die, but who knew that the black market actually sent him a life-saving potion to save his life, and the other was that they thought that he would wake up after saving his life, but unexpectedly he fell into a coma and became a living dead.

Although this is a good thing for them, it's just that for some reason there is still a trace of inexplicable irritability and uneasiness in their hearts.

The two old men in the hall glanced at each other, pondered slightly, and then spoke: "Lord of the country, Feng Xiao was hit by one of us and one palm, at that time we used nearly seventy percent of our strength, if ordinary people would have died a long time ago, only this Feng Xiao can survive until now, but we believe that even if he is not dead, he is almost like dead, after all, after suffering two palms, his five internal organs will be damaged!" The gods can't be saved! ”

Murong Bo may just ask for an affirmation for their words, and listen to it with confidence. At this time, hearing the two of them say this, the hanging heart finally let go.

"Well, Benjun also thinks it should be so." He nodded, and then smiled: "It's been hard work for the past two days. ”

"It's a blessing for the two of us to be able to share the worries of the country, but it's just ......"

The two of them paused slightly, hesitated slightly, and looked like they had something to say but didn't know whether to say it or not.

Seeing this, Murong Bo moved slightly, and said with a smile: "If you two have something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

Hearing this, the two of them didn't hide it, and said directly: "It's such a lord, we want that horse called Lao Bai, I wonder if the lord can think of a way?" ”