"Coughing so violently, I'm afraid I'm going to vomit blood next, right? If you want to die, you should also give Lao Tzu a little farther away. Without waiting for Fenghua to be annoyed, Zhen Guogong, who had been watching his wife smile and grandchildren jumping around and feeling happy, sat in a wheelchair and took Fenghua and Mrs. Hua aside.

A peach smashed over, and although someone stopped the coughing prime minister in front of him, he spurted out a mouthful of blood unbearably, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

"You ......"

No longer waiting for the prime minister to say more, the guards behind Zhenguo Gong stopped the people viciously, and then escorted them away.

"Your Excellency!" Zhen Guogong and his party were too flamboyant and presumptuous, and the people who followed the prime minister were obviously unconvinced, but the prime minister just looked at the departing Fenghua and his party with a sinking face, turned around and threw his sleeves away, not knowing what he was thinking.

At dusk, the heavens and the earth are shrouded in dazzling orange light.

In a plum garden, Zhen Guogong and Mrs. Hua sat together, their faces were grim, as if they had the posture of three sessions.

But this person on trial looks very nondescript.

I can only see that Fenghua is lying lazily on a rocking chair, with Dugu Lianyi peeling grapes with a reluctant face on the left, and a donkey Xiaoliu drinking tea elegantly on the right, and standing behind her is fashionably massaging her shoulders helplessly.

No matter what she asked, she answered very honestly, but the answer could make a person angry.

For example, "What have you done this year?" ”

Answer, "Sleep." ”

Fenghua bit the grape and nodded in conviction. In her opinion, retreat is similar to sleeping, both of which pass as soon as the eyes are closed, but the retreat lasts longer than sleeping, in short, sleeping.

Furthermore, "What is your relationship with Nalan?" ”

Answer, "You sent me to Dongfu College." ”

Fenghua pointed to the left shoulder, signaling that the fashion was a little heavier. If she hadn't gone to Dongfu Academy, why would she get into so much trouble? So, she thinks that's the main reason!

And, "Then why did the silver dragon appear so timely?" ”

Answer, "Lost......

Fenghua nodded in self-affirmation again! This answer is also correct, she and Xiao Liu fled all the way, if it wasn't for the end to hide their breath, and used some methods to make the group of dragons lost, naturally they would not appear so 'timely', they would have appeared earlier.

Then, Zhen Guogong and Mrs. Hua gave up the questioning.

This little imp doesn't want to say, they don't want to ask anything.

But if you don't ask, you're worried......

Just when the two old men were about to ask something to understand, they found that Fenghua here fell asleep while eating. Looking at Fenghua's peaceful sleeping face, he finally gave up and continued to ask.

Instead, he chose to send Fenghua back to his room to rest.

After all, the elegance fell from the sky.

Thinking of the little dirty black face, the two old men felt that their brains hurt, and they were really embarrassed that blue, and they didn't slap this 'black-faced' person to death.

Because the two of them didn't recognize it as Fenghua at the first time.

Out of soft-heartedness, the two old men prepared to settle accounts after the autumn, and waited for Fenghua to wake up.

"Say, where has she been this year?" Outside the room, Dugu Lianyi held the sword and looked at the fashion around him suspiciously, this little devil is really becoming more and more elusive.