In 222 B.C., it had been nine years since Feng Ming left Xiadu, and the originally peaceful and chaotic times were faintly restless.

Xidan, Los Angeles, City Gate.

The city gate is not the same as nine years ago, it is all made of thousands of pounds of rock, hundreds of pieces constitute the city gate, and 100,000 million is to protect the entire city, it can be boldly said that few people in the world can break through Los Angeles, or even no.

"Now Xidan can finally breathe a sigh of relief. A man on the city wall sat directly on the ground, and at the same time breathed a long sigh of relief, it was the wind roaring, nine years later, he was only in his thirties, but his hair was already a lot whiter.

Behind him, there was a woman, she was half-kneeling and her hands were wandering around Feng Ming's head at the same time, as if she was looking for something, and after a while, she sighed and lay directly into Feng Ming's arms, with a white hair in her hand.

She looked cute, lying quietly in his arms, and said, "Lalala!

Such a woman, who would have thought that she would be condensed.

took the white hair from Yu Ning's hand, and then threw it away, "It's just one, where is there any compliment." There are also parents who suffer from the body, not to mention that I am still the king of this Xidan, I don't blame you. “

He kept his voice low, and that was exactly what he was.

He was silent at Feng Ming's words, and then nodded his head "oh".

If it was nine years ago......

Now Feng Ming didn't even have any expression of blame, some just doted, caressed her cheek, and said, "I've worked hard enough over the years, the troubled times have passed, it's time for the great world." “

"Yes, the troubled times have long passed, and it's ridiculous that there are still so many people who are afraid of the troubled times. “

Yu Ning opened his mouth as if he was telling something normal, and at the same time stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around Feng Ming's neck.

"When does the husband plan to send troops?"

Hearing this, Feng Ming's eyes directly released brilliance, as long as he has strength, he can do it at any time.

Wen Yanning smiled, and didn't say anything. just silently closed his eyes and fell asleep directly, the sleeping Yu Ning was even cuter than Fang Cai, Feng Ming raised his hand and couldn't help but want to pinch her face, but before he got close, he received a very direct counterattack.

Yu Ning patted Feng Ming's hand in a daze, and then fell asleep peacefully.

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......

"She's still not getting any better. “

At night, in the most glorious palace in the royal city of Xiadu, the wind roared slowly, and in the center of the palace was a huge ice coffin, and Xiaoyun lay peacefully in it.

The maid who was sleeping on the side was woken up, and when she saw that it was Feng Ming, she hurriedly got up and saluted, "Your Majesty Feng Ming!"

Feng Ming nodded, and did not punish her for the maid's sleepiness, after all, she was the only one in the palace of Nuoda, in fact, there were originally many people, but Xiaoyun never improved, a year... Two years... Five-year ......

Feng Ming won't give up, but so many maids don't have to.

Coming back to his senses, Feng Ming repeated again, "Is she still not getting better at all?" “

The maid shook her head, if it weren't for this ice coffin and the treasures collected by His Majesty, Miss Xiaoyun would have died a long time ago......

She doesn't know how to heal, but after getting along for a long time, those feelings will naturally understand.

Feng Ming shook his head, walked to the ice coffin, raised his hand to caress her cheek, it was cold without a trace of temperature, if it weren't for her heart still beating, I am afraid that everyone would think she was dead.

At the same time, the sound of soft footsteps outside the door came, it was Immortal Ming, she was wearing a white dress and was detached, walked to Feng Ming's side and stopped one meter, and then sighed, "Sister Xiaoyun herself is the first person in the doctor's family, who would have thought that she would not be able to save herself." “

There is no basis for this, it has been injured to the point that it is good not to die, but Feng Ming insisted......

"Rotten tea. Feng Ming responded, he knew that she was also concerned and sighed.

Ming smiled, bowed down and said sir, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Sir, the Jusha side has been breached, and everything is as planned." “

As soon as the wind roared at these words, it instantly changed a momentum, and the long sleeves waved majestically.

"It's been so soon, which country is it?"

Ming Ming knelt down and bowed, and said with a smile, "Zhao Guo." “

Zhao Guo Feng Ming had a little doubt in his heart, in the early years, he and Zhaofeng went to persuade King Zhao to surrender, Zhao Mourning King Xiang's plan is peerless, how could he not even have this little scheming.

Below she had already gotten up, she seemed to know what Feng Ming was wondering about, and explained, "King Zhao Mourning Xiang is indeed difficult, their country's economy has skyrocketed in the past few years, and Handan City is even more comparable to Los Angeles. “

Feng Ming nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"Sir, do you remember that Zhao Mourning Initiative?"

Feng Ming nodded. Naturally, he remembers, and he is also a very knowledgeable person.

Yu Ming raised his head slightly, "Three months ago, King Qin Zhaoxiang sent an envoy to Handan to ask for peace, and the person who made peace was none other than Zhao Mourning!"

"The relationship between King Xiang and Mr. Xiang is also known, it is impossible for him to agree to the peace of King Xiang of Qin Zhao, and in order to express his prestige, he directly beheaded the envoy. “

In this case, the matter is serious, and the envoy represents the king!

"King Xiang is against the sky, but King Qin Zhaoxiang is even better, just half a month ago, King Zhao Mourning Xiang suddenly fell seriously ill, and the power of the court is now in the hands of King Zhao Youmiao, Zhao Youmiao's name is Zhao Qian, and he is the eldest son of Zhao Mourning, although he is very favored, he really has no talent. ”

Speaking of which, everything is already clear, King Zhao Youmiao has always been on paper, and Feng Ming's plan is quiet, he can't bear it, but it's a pity that King Xiang, he is a rare king.

Yu Ming nodded, "Mr. thinks who did it to King Xiang, no, who has the ability to do it to King Xiang?"

Feng Ming got up and shook his head, "It doesn't matter to us who moves the hand, Immortal Ming remembers, it is easy to survive in troubled times, but it is not a long-term goal, we should build a great world......"

She was silent, or rather puzzled.

"Hahaha, didn't you still talk about King Qin Zhao?" Feng Minglang left with his hands behind his back, and the implication was that Qin Guo also made a move?