"Back to my lord, it's not good, Mrs. Bai Mo dyed her, she, she's gone!" A minion hurriedly, staggering, with panic written on his face, hurriedly said such a paragraph. "What, what are you a bunch of waste doing to eat, a big living person can't see it well, come here, pull me down, and beat me to death." Zhao Feng's mood was already gloomy and boring, and at this moment, this poor minion happened to hit the muzzle of the gun and became a dispensable victim.

As soon as Zhao Feng finished speaking, he strode towards the remote courtyard and entered the house, leaving only a faint smell of blood that had not dissipated not long ago, and a kind of desolation that no one was around. Only the two children in the swaddling clothes were left crying wantonly, and the whole room became more and more lonely, rendering Zhao Feng's mood at the moment.

"Dye'er, do you love him so much, once upon a time, there was an existence like me in your heart, as long as it is in your heart, even if it is humble to the point of being an ant, I am willing to be like a child, but why do you never have my existence in your heart, you owe an explanation, you just left, left."

Zhao Feng sat alone on the cold marble, muttering to himself, like comfort, like mockery, but more of an attachment.

On the table, a piece of paper exudes the fragrance of ink that has not yet dissipated, and the handwriting of the pen is gone·····

"Come on, hand over these two children to the second aunt, tell her to take care of her, if there is a mistake, ask her to raise her head to see me, after two days, let her take these two children to the temple with the prime minister, these two children are the only sons and daughters in the house, and they must not be changed, read the emperor Longen, the woman is Feng Jianman, and the man is Feng Yechen, both of whom have the reputation of 'pouring ink' county lords, the identity of the little prince, the size of the family needs to do three bows and nine knocks, in order to thank the emperor Longen." After Zhao Feng said these words to his subordinates, he left by himself.

The complaint note on the table is still filled with a little ink fragrance at the moment, 'Feng Jianman and Feng Yechen will eventually be named after him.' Dye Er Present'

On the street, the bustling prosperity can't hide the loneliness and loneliness behind the bustle. "Today, the prime minister is going to take Miss Seven and the eldest young master to the temple to test their spiritual power, I don't know what it looks like?" People on the street were talking. Soon, someone replied, "What do you think the temple is, and you can go there if you let you go, and the idle people are not allowed to enter, so you better save it." Not to be outdone, the other person got angry, "Cut, you're not an idle person, waiting, you go in, what the dick is." ”

Soon the two of them were fighting because they had nothing to do with them. Set off a wave.

In the exquisite and prosperous carriage, "Master, the doctor in the house has found out for me that the concubine is two months pregnant, and I don't know when the lord will make the concubine a lady in the house, so as to give the child a noble name." ”

The second aunt Liu Ruoyan portrayed a delicate makeup and clung to Zhao Feng's body movingly, raising her well-maintained face from time to time, thin crescent eyebrows, a pair of charming and dripping eyes secretly sending autumn waves, and her small mouth pouted from time to time, adding to her already young charm.

"Noble? Your child, how can you have a good child, this appearance has said before, there is only one sister-in-law in the house, a sister-in-law, if you dare to think about things that do not belong to you, this appearance will make you unable to survive, you can't die, do you know? Zhao Feng frowned and said such a thing coldly.

At this moment, the second aunt had mixed feelings in her heart, and secretly gritted her teeth, "Damn slut, you are already dead, and you still have two children, but now that you have been raised by my sister, I will definitely take good care of your children." The smile on her face was sinister and fierce, her eyes stared straight at the two children who were still sleeping in swaddling clothes, she had clenched her fists at some point, her neatly trimmed nails were deeply sunk into the flesh, and the blood flowed down her fingertips, which was gripping and ruthless.

Inside the temple, "Prime Minister, please put the hand of the 'Pouring Ink' County Lord on this crystal ball. "The imperial history official next to him cautiously reminded that in case this is a genius that is difficult to come out of the Dongli Continent in a hundred years in the future, it will not be good to offend him at this moment." Thank you for the reminder. After speaking, Zhao Feng carefully put her hand on the crystal ball, and waited for a moment for the crystal ball to have no response. This, this, isn't the prime minister a little county lord who has no spiritual power and can't cultivate? Do you want to try Xiao Shizi? Yushi asked with a puzzled expression. After speaking, he put Feng Yechen's hand up, but the crystal ball still didn't react.

"Prime Minister, it seems that the county lord and the prince have no connection with spiritual power, so they can't cultivate." Yushi looked pity, he thought that these two children would be Dongli's hope, but who knew that it was such a scene. "Lord Goshi, please don't reveal this matter. "The lower officials will not be, and I hope that the prime minister will not be too sad, and he will be tired." "Well, thank you for your understanding, the prime minister retired first."

Street, "Have you heard, the seventh lady and the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion can't cultivate," "Hey, isn't that just a waste material" "Who said it wasn't?"

Inside the carriage, "Liu Ruoyan, you are so bold, did you put the news out, slut!" Zhao Feng tightly grabbed Liu Ruoyan's neck with his hand and asked sharply. Master, the concubine is wronged, the concubine will never release such news to ruin the wisdom of my Prime Minister's Mansion, please find out, cough cough, concubine, cough cough, and pregnant. Liu Ruoyan's face turned red because she was choked by Zhao Feng, and soon, Zhao Feng let her go.

But as everyone knows, the mastermind behind the scenes is her, outside Zhao Feng's invisible sight, the ruthlessness on her face is undoubtedly revealed.

Time is like the sand in the hourglass, no matter how you keep it, the reciprocation of day and night is for reincarnation, or for the encounter with you, the end of fate, is it to let go, is it to guard, or to embrace each other forever······