"Eradication?" Wu Jifeng couldn't believe it for a while, turned his eyes to the general, and asked eagerly, "Your Majesty, does he want to eradicate the roots?"

The general didn't avoid his gaze this time, but sighed lightly and tiredly, and said, "That's all for today's matter, you take a good look at her, don't let her make any mistakes." ”

Wu Jifeng "buzzed" in his head, and fear spread throughout his body. He didn't know that there was an emperor who cared about life and death.

When he brought Feng Yin back to the Great Zhou four years ago, the imperial court did not intervene, and at that time he waited for a while, waiting for someone to interrogate and investigate, and he was even prepared that the emperor would not tolerate this child. At that time, he thought that with all the strength of the Feng family and the general's mansion, he could always save this child's life, after all, this child also had half of the noble blood of the Feng family.

He waited tremblingly until Wen Yue sent someone to pick Feng Yin away from him, but no one interfered in the child's affairs. But he has never dared to relax, worrying and suffering every day, inquiring about news every day, and sending people to guard Wenyue's house every day.

Finally, Wen Yue married her eldest brother. Finally, Feng Yin was taken into the General's Mansion.

On the day Feng Yin entered the mansion, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he thought that if she could enter the general's mansion safely, the dust would have settled. So, in order to ensure that everything went smoothly, he personally led the guards to escort them from afar along the way, preventing all opportunities for accidents, even if it was a man-made accident.

But that day went quite smoothly, nothing accidents happened, Feng Yin followed her mother-in-law into the mansion peacefully, and became the incomparably noble eldest lady in the general's mansion.

So Wu Jifeng began to think at that time that maybe the only person who could make the emperor care about it was Jiu Lieli alone. As for the others, in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, they are just ants, and how could he be willing to bother to care about one more or one less wind groaning among the thousands of ants?

But today, Wu Jifeng suddenly remembered that back then, when he and Feng Yin met again in the General's Mansion, she was no longer the child he picked up from the Shura Field, she had become cold and quiet at that time, and her eyes were full of indifference when she looked at him. At that time, she no longer recognized herself.

Wu Jifeng suddenly laughed, laughing at his innocence back then.

"Back then, I thought you had made her what she is. Obviously, I brought back the child, but you snatched it away, and you didn't treat her well. ”

Wen Yue also laughed, laughing but shedding tears, "We, where can we be used, His Majesty the Emperor has planned for a long time, everything has been arranged a long time ago, where can we use it and do anything." ”

"Mr. Ji, it was also arranged by His Majesty?"

Wen Yue sneered, "Of course, Mr. Ji is the confidant of the first emperor and the divine doctor of the Great Zhou. Do you really think we can get him to do such a dirty thing?"

The general sighed helplessly and looked at Jifeng, "So you have to be clear, she can only live like this, otherwise no one will be able to protect her, and it will affect all of us." ”

Wu Jifeng looked at the two people in front of him again, and suddenly felt that the anger he had before was muffled, and those complaints seemed to have no reason. He suddenly felt tired, and he didn't want to or bear to look at them anymore, so he didn't say anything, and slowly turned around and walked out the door.

"Jifeng," the general called him behind him, his voice was a little weak, "The general's mansion, you must not accompany her to the funeral, if necessary......"

Wen Yue held the general's hand tightly and said coldly: "If necessary, I will finish her off with my own hands!"

Wu Jifeng was stunned, and only after a while did he say, "Don't worry, I know what to do." With that, he walked out the door quickly.

When Feng Yin came back, her mother-in-law was chanting, and when she raised her eyes, she was slightly startled when she looked up, but she immediately understood that there was only one person in the whole house who would treat her like this, so she didn't ask much, just silently took out a set of clean clothes from the cabinet and put them on the bed, and then left the bedroom to go to the main hall, leaving the space for Feng Yin.

Feng Yin just walked to the side of the bed like a puppet, and the strength of his whole body was leaked at once, and he let himself fall softly on the bed, and the tears that he held all the way broke the embankment, and he ran all over his face along the corners of his eyes, and he didn't wipe it, so he let the tears roll on his face, and after a while, his eyes hurt astringently, and he simply closed his eyes and buried himself in the quilt.

There was not a single sound in the room, only the tears of the wind whispering.

It had been more than an hour when Feng Yin came out after changing his clothes, and when he opened the door of the house and looked out, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and he didn't care about people's moods at all.

The mother-in-law walked in with a bowl of steaming decoction, and said to Feng Yin with pity: "I boiled the ginseng sent by the general, come, drink it and make up for it." ”

Feng Yin looked at this ginseng soup and felt depressed for a while, but he didn't want to reach out to touch it, so he turned his face away and said, "It's too hot, let's drink it after it cools." ”

The mother-in-law knew that she was uncomfortable in her heart, so she laughed dryly, and her tone was a little humble and flattering: "It's okay, I'll go and boil medicine for you first, you drink it slowly, don't be in a hurry." ”

Feng Yin looked at her and turned away when she turned away, and her somewhat rickety back suddenly became a little unbearable, obviously it had nothing to do with her, so why bother to make a face to her. It's just that I am bitter in my heart, and I can't complain about my mother, so I can only complain about others.

In the end, he forcibly endured the resistance in his heart and picked up the white porcelain bowl, and the warm heat of the ginseng soup hit his face to warm and comfortable, but his heart was sour, he closed his eyes, frowned, and poured the warm liquid into his throat in one breath like drinking medicine.

Obviously it's all ginseng soup, and when I drank it yesterday, I could still taste the sweetness, but what I drank in my mouth today was extremely bitter, and Feng Yin resisted the urge to vomit and put the white porcelain bowl on the table.

I just finished drinking the medicine and delivered it for lunch, but this time it was Li Ji who delivered the food.

Li Ji respectfully filled the table with food, and Feng Yin could tell that this time the meal was more sumptuous than before.

Li Ji carefully observed Feng Yin's face, trying to see something. Although the young lady had never shown any smiles in front of her, her face was still more gloomy today than before. The eyes are still as red as before, and I can't see anything, but the slightly swollen eyelids are the most direct evidence that I have cried, and I can't help but sigh in my heart that the master is really not worried about the wrong.

Thinking of his master's entrustment, Li Ji took a step forward and walked to Feng Yin's side, bent down and whispered in Feng Yin's ear to comfort: "Miss, the master said that this morning's matter has been explained clearly, and the general and his wife will no longer embarrass you for this matter, please rest assured." ”

Seeing that Feng Yin nodded, Li Ji said again: "In addition, the master asked you not to be sad, please go to see Hongmei after lunch, and say that you will be in a better mood after seeing Hongmei." ”

"Red plums. Feng Yin read it silently, and already understood what the uncle was talking about, nodded at Li Ji, and replied softly: "I know, I will pass." ”

Li Ji's face was happy after hearing the reply, and he thought that his task was completed, and the young lady could rest assured that the master was happy, and you see, all the problems were solved satisfactorily! This is all his own credit, and the more Li Ji thought about it, the happier he became, so he happily resigned and left the courtyard.

After drinking the ginseng soup and drinking the bitter medicine, Feng Yin still had any appetite to eat, so he escaped from the dining table after eating two bites perfunctorily, and ran straight towards the "Red Plum Courtyard" out of the courtyard.

When he ran to the gate of the courtyard, he was already out of breath, and his knees and knees were slightly tingling, but Feng Yin didn't care about this, and took a closer look at the people around, and pushed open the wooden door with both hands.

After taking a few steps inside, the small flame that had been ignited in anticipation in Feng Yin's heart was extinguished by the water of disappointment.

The yard is not big, and it can be swept in a few glances, but there is not even a living creature except for two red plum trees, let alone a living person, and the uncle is not here.

"It turns out that I really just let me see the red plum," Feng Yin sighed a little lost, "But this Yingxue red plum was seen yesterday, and there is nothing to look at." ”

When he was depressed, he received a slap on the back of his head, and he frowned with an "ah" in pain, and he didn't have to look back to know that he must be coming.

Wen Shuo's energetic voice sounded behind him: "Little girl came early, I originally wanted to come here to wait for you, but it turned out to be later than you." Ignoring Feng Yin's resentful eyes, he turned his chin towards the snowdrift under the red plum tree, and said, "Sit there." Before he could say that, he sat down first.

Wen Shuo sat down and took out a hot egg from his sleeve, and began to peel it with his left and right hands, looking at Feng Yin's face sitting next to him while peeling his eyes, "I heard that you were beaten, show me where it is?"

Feng Yin didn't want to repeat his embarrassment, so he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't get beaten, so I just reprimanded a few words." ”

Wen Shuo lowered his head and carefully removed the film on the egg white, lowered his voice a few degrees, and asked, "Is it because I taught you martial arts?"

Feng Yin could hear the apology in his voice, and hurriedly looked up and explained: "I don't blame you, you are also for my good, I myself had to compete with Yiqing to be discovered." ”

Wen Shuo sighed, looked depressed, held the clean and tender egg next to Feng Yin's face, and touched Feng Yin's face with his other hand, and said impatiently: "Where did it hit, where did it hurt?"

Feng Yin was tickled by his face, reached out and nodded his forehead, and said, "Here, I was touched by a cup, it doesn't hurt." ”

Wen Shuo's fingers flicked away the broken hair on Feng Yin's forehead, and pressed it hard where she was pointing, Feng Yin gasped with a "hiss", and it still hurt a little when she pressed it.

Wen Shuo glared at her, and when she looked closely, there was a red mark on the skin of this place with two knuckles long, and the red mark was slightly swollen, lying on the originally white and tender skin like an ugly insect.

Sighing like hatred of iron is not made of steel, Wen Shuo's eyes rebuked angrily, "It doesn't matter, it's like a worm on your face, it's ugly and dead." As he spoke, he gently pressed the egg on, rolling it from side to side and kneading it gently.

Feng Yin felt the hot temperature of the egg white on his forehead, warm and comfortable. didn't talk back, just looked at him with a smile, savoring the rare warmth.

The red mark became more and more red and bright due to the heat, and Wen Shuo thought that he was too strong, so he collected some strength and said, "You can bear with it, and you can reduce the swelling by rubbing it well with a hot egg." ”

Feng Yin leaned back and leaned on the snowdrift, pretending to be aggrieved: "This is nothing, but I won't be able to practice martial arts with you in the future, it's a pity!"

Wen Shuo glared at Feng Yin obliquely, his face full of disbelief, "Don't think I don't know, you don't want to practice in your heart for a long time, now that you have a valid reason, you are crazy in your heart." ”

Feng Yin smiled and didn't speak, thinking that he really can't hide anything from you.

"I also complained that it was not good, knowing that the general didn't let you practice martial arts and had to teach you, but as a result, you were beaten and scolded. Wen Shuo's joy and anger couldn't be hidden, and even his ears were wilting at the moment.

Feng Yin glanced at his face, reached out and grabbed his arm, and said, "I don't blame you for all the words, why do you keep taking the fault on yourself." ”

Wen Shuo Yile, Fu pretended to be disgusted and said: "Take your hand away, don't you see that I'm busy!" Seeing Feng Yin put his hand down, he shook his sleeves a few times and continued to roll the eggs, and said guiltily: "I originally thought that the general was old-fashioned, and I wanted you, a lady, to stay in the boudoir all day long and learn what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting would not let you practice martial arts, so I wanted to secretly teach you some moves so that you could strengthen your body, who knows that it almost hurt you." ”

Feng Yin sighed and asked, "Do you know the reason why I can't practice martial arts?"

Wen Shuo nodded, "My father-in-law told me that he guessed that I taught you martial arts, but he wasn't angry, he just told me not to do it again in the future." ”

Feng Yin nodded and said, "Well, I also promised him that he would not practice again in the future." ”

Feng Yin only felt that the warm pressure on his forehead was gone, and before he could react, what was going on Wen Shuo's face suddenly rushed to him, frowning and wondering, "But don't you think it's strange?"

Feng Yin's eyes rolled around, not understanding what he was suddenly talking about, pursed his lips, and asked, "What's strange?"

Wen Shuo looked like he hated iron but not steel, and resisted the urge to play her head and said: "If you can't learn martial arts because of some injury and weak veins, then the general and his wife are afraid that you will be injured and feel sorry for you, right?"

Feng Yin nodded: "It should be like this." ”

"But you were injured in your secret martial arts, but they only cared about being angry and reprimanding you, and Madame even beat you for this matter, so aren't you hurt even more, so you don't feel distressed because you were injured at all, right?"

Feng Yin lowered his head and said softly, "That's right." ”

Wen Shuo's eyes flashed, and then said, "There is also something wrong with the father-in-law. ”

Feng Yin suddenly came to his senses when he heard this, raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle?"

Wen Shuo sat up straight, and said, "My father-in-law has always loved you the most, if anyone hurts you, he will definitely be angry, but not only did he not punish me for this matter, but he also asked me to come here to see you, do you think something is wrong?"

Feng Yin thought he had made some big discoveries, so he rolled his eyes and pouted: "That's because Uncle knows that you didn't mean it, and those who don't know are not to blame, haven't you heard of it?"

"I was playing with your son and accidentally pushed him off a cliff and fell to his death, although I didn't mean to, but your first reaction was to be angry?"

What kind of example is not good, but use this! Feng Yin glared at him and replied, "I'm sure I'll throw you down too!"

"I'm not rough in my words! The same is true, but my father-in-law is not angry at all in front of me, which can be seen to be abnormal. He stared straight at the wind, "I hurt you, but he is not angry with me, then there is only one explanation." ”

Feng Yin was aroused by Wen Shuo's curiosity and asked, "What explanation?"

Wen Shuo paused for a moment, then continued with a long sigh of relief: "It's not my fault that you were injured. After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, twisted his eyebrows and added, "It should be that it has nothing to do with me at all." ”