The matter that caused a sensation in the entire Feng clan was finally resolved.

Dichen exchanged his dead body for Feng Qingyan's safety and sound, and also rescued his mother, whom he had never met, from the Yan Tower. This deal, no matter how you look at it, Dichen earned it.

The Feng Clan Elders Council was originally divided into two factions, one faction supported the Great Elder Feng Qiuming, and the other supported the Patriarch Feng Ao. Now that the matter has been decided, Feng Qiuming naturally will no longer stay in the main hall to cause people to be disgusted, and as soon as he leaves, the elders who supported him will naturally disperse, so the entire main hall will be empty in an instant.

"Let's go, go to my Holy Maiden Palace, it's quieter over there, and no one will disturb you. Coming out of the main hall, Feng Qingyan walked to Di Chen's side and said softly.

In the past few days, Feng Qingyan may have shed more tears than she had since she was born and a few days ago, and her two eye circles were swollen like walnuts.

"Okay, go and see your boudoir, it won't be like a pig's nest, right?" Dichen said with a smile, not at all like the reaction of a dying person.

"Your room will look like a pig's nest, let's go, my aunt will go directly to the Holy Maiden Palace in a while, she has lived there for many years, and she will be more familiar. Feng Qingyan grabbed Di Chen's arm and said with a smile.

"Actually, I want to go to the Yan Tower to pick her up myself. Dichen muttered.

She ...... You are stupid, she is your mother, this is the first time you have met in more than a hundred years, she must want you to see her best, you run to the Yan Tower so recklessly, my aunt will be embarrassed. ”

"But she's my mother. Dichen said.

"Do you really want to go?" Feng Qingyan Walnut stared at Di Chen and asked with a serious expression.

"Forget it, let's go to the Holy Maiden Palace and wait. ”

A smile appeared on Feng Qingyanqiao's face. Pulling his arm, he walked towards the Saintess Palace. Maybe it's because of this big event just now, so Feng Qingyan is not taboo at all. Even if he met someone from the Feng clan, he refused to let go of Di Chen's arm.

Those ordinary Feng clansmen. Seeing Feng Qingyan holding a strange white-haired old man, they were all surprised. Although they all heard that something big had happened in the Feng clan, they didn't know exactly what the situation was at all, and when they suddenly saw the holy woman dragging an old and ugly "grandfather", they naturally couldn't help but think about it.

"Let me go, I can go on my own. Dichen said.

"I know you can go, but I'm holding you, not you. Feng Qingyan said.

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course!" Feng Qingyan raised her little face, and her red walnut eyes completely ruined the beauty of the whole face.

Dichen turned his head to look at her. smiled and said: "You better let it go, otherwise those people of yours will think that you have found a bad old man to be a man, you look at their eyes, they are very strange, right?"

"I can do whatever I want, I don't care what they think. ”

"But you are a saint, a symbol of a clan. Dichen said.

"What about the saints? I don't want to do it yet, whoever likes to do it. When I was a little child, I somehow became a saint, and I don't know how many years have passed since then. And, you're ...... tomorrow."

Feng Qingyan's voice became lower and lower. Until it disappears.

Di Chen turned his head to look at her and said with a smile: "At least I have lived for more than a hundred years before, and I am already very satisfied to see my mother." ”

"If it wasn't Nirvana Dan that you were given food that day. How nice that would be. ”

"You're doing it for my good, too, but seriously, did you steal a fake? Except for the warmth you could feel at first, nothing changed after that. It's like I've never eaten it. "Dichen has always been very strange, and he was said by the Feng clan to be the Nirvana Dan of the Zhen clan. It can't be so ordinary, and eating it doesn't seem to have any obvious effect.

"No, I was also anxious at the time, I remember that the elders of the clan mentioned the Nirvana Pill, saying that it was the most precious pill in the Great Wilderness, so I went to get it, but in fact, I don't know what the effect is. Feng Qingyan said.

"I don't know, then you dare to give it to me, what if it's poison?" Dichen said.

"Hehe, it turns out that this is not poison, although it doesn't seem to have any positive effect, but at least you didn't die immediately. Feng Qingyan said heartlessly.

"I've never seen ...... like you"

"Light smoke?" a voice came, interrupting Di Chen's words. Looking up, a handsome young man was walking towards them.

"Feng Xiang?" Feng Qingyan didn't expect to meet Feng Xiang here, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

The person who came was Feng Xiang, Feng Xiang, who had gone to Feng Xiaoran's independent courtyard to drink with Dichen a few days ago. Speaking of it now, he should be cousins with Dichen.

"I'm waiting for you here. Feng Xiang said.

"Wait for me?" Feng Qingyan secretly glanced at Di Chen's face, and said coldly, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

Feng Xiang stared at Dichen's arm fixedly, and was tightly held in his arms by Feng Qingyan, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, although it was only for a moment, he was still noticed by Dichen and Feng Qingyan. He looked at Feng Qingyan with a worried face, and said, "I heard that you were captured by the Great Elders, I was worried about you, but I couldn't go to the Great Hall, so I waited for you here, are you okay?"

"It's okay, what can I do?" Feng Qingyan's attitude was not salty or light, as if he didn't treat Feng Xiang very well.

"That ......"

"I'm going back to the Holy Maiden Palace, you can go back. Feng Qingyan said lightly.

"Light Smoke ......"

"Let's go. Feng Qingyan directly ignored Feng Xiang, smiled and said to Di Chen, and the hand holding Di Chen's arm tightened.

Di Chen nodded slightly at Feng Xiang, said hello, and then followed Feng Qingyan away, when he passed by Feng Xiang, he obviously felt his strong murderous intent.

Di Chen secretly smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly, for him, he was going to die tomorrow anyway, and there was no need to care about Feng Xiang's killing machine.

After staying far away, Di Chen smiled and said, "Your loyal suitor?"

"He, does he dare?" Feng Qingyan smiled contemptuously.

"Why don't you dare?"

"The clan rules stipulate that as long as I am a saint for one day, no one will dare to pursue me, although he is very good in the clan, but in front of the clan rules, he is just a soft-footed shrimp. ”

"I can see that he still likes you very much. Dichen joked with a smile.

Feng Qingyan pursed his lips and said, "If he dares to go to his grandfather and say that he wants to marry me, I will marry him immediately, but does he dare?"

"Is it that as long as someone dares to go to the patriarch and say that he wants to marry you, you will marry him?" asked Di Chen.

"This ......" Feng Qingyan looked at Di Chen, and suddenly smiled: "What? are you interested? If you have the guts, I don't mind if you are a bad old man." ”

"I don't mind if I'm a bad old man, but I'm going to die tomorrow. ”

"What if I say I'm willing?" Feng Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of smiles.

"What if...... The Palazzo della Virgen has arrived. Dichen pointed to a beautiful palace in front of him and quickly changed the subject.

Feng glanced at him, took his arm and walked over.

In the Saintess Palace, there are many elegant rooms with warm furnishings, and it is indeed a good place for mother and child to reunite.

Feng Qingyan, as the owner of this place, naturally arranged the best room for Dichen.

"Are you finally going to meet?" Waiting in the room, Di Chen's heartbeat unconsciously increased a lot, he had never been so nervous in the face of death countless times in more than a hundred years.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qingyan asked with a smile as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I ...... How could I be nervous?" Dichen naturally wouldn't admit it.

"Then why is your heart beating so fast, and your forehead is already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"I ...... Am I too hot to do it?"

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" Feng Qingyan rolled his eyes for a while and snorted lightly.

"Tell the Holy Maiden, someone outside the palace asks to see you. At this moment, the maid who was specially serving Feng Qingyan reported outside the door.

"Someone asking to see me?" Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, and said, "Is it Feng Xiang?" ”

"Tell the Holy Maiden, it's ......" the maid muttered.

"Who is it? What are you doing? Feng Qingyan scolded.

"It's the last generation of saints. ”

"Auntie, the last generation of saints?" Feng Qingyan exclaimed, and Di Chen also trembled, muttering, "Are you here, what should I say first?"

"Of course it's called Niang, what else can you say?" Feng Qingyan glanced at him and said, "You wait here, I'll pick up my aunt and come in." With that, he walked out of the room.

Dichen couldn't sit still in the room, hoping to see Feng Yanran sooner, but also hoping that Feng Qingyan would delay a little longer, he always felt that he was not ready. I looked up and down my clothes a few times, and carefully sorted them out several times, but every time I finished finishing them, I felt that there were still flaws, and then I continued to sort them out.

"Squeak!" the door opened.

When the unfamiliar figure appeared by the door, Di Chen trembled, stiff and unable to move his feet, his lips moved, and he wanted to shout the natural name he had said before, but he found that his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and he couldn't make a sound.

Feng Yanran was carefully dressed, her hair was combed neatly, tied into a high bun on her head, and her face was smeared with a touch of fat powder, looking like a noble and graceful rich wife, and like a high-minded, immortal cultivator.

He looked at her, she looked at him.

They looked at each other, but they were speechless.

Was it because we had been separated for too long, was it too hasty to reunite, or was it because it was Dichen's last wish before the end of his life?

"Chen'er. When Feng Yanran called out the long-awaited title of Emperor Chen in a trembling voice, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and rushed to Feng Yanran, who was standing by the door, like a child thrown into his mother's arms.

"It's very warm, and my mother's hug is very warm. The corners of Dichen's mouth curled with happiness, and tears flowed on his wrinkled face. (To be continued......)