Legend of Fu Yao

Chapter 180: Who is the wolf king (2)

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, or training wolves in the mountains, coming out of bloody battles, standing on the top of the cliff and screaming at the moon, it must be the most vicious, ruthless, and most capable of leading the pack of beasts!

As for human life, as for family affection, compared with the survival of a country, in Feng Xuan's heart, it is mustard ears!

This is the imperial power field, this is the emperor's house!

The hall was so quiet at the moment, everyone was frozen by the conversation between father and daughter, even though it was a spring night, it was like sitting in the cold winter.

Even though Meng Fuyao, who was sitting on the top of the hall, had already guessed Fengxuan's plan, she couldn't help but feel his calmness and calmness at the moment, but her hairs stood on end. She stroked Xu Wan's bones on her back unbearably cold, as if she wanted to get the only one from her relatives. From the mother who gave her warmth, find something that can make her warm.

"Good... good... good!!!" After the dead silence, the woman's crazy and fierce laughter suddenly broke out. Feng Jingfan laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, his hair was disheveled, his face was full of tears, and his whole body was full of sarcasm. "Okay! My good dad! It's ridiculous that I used to look down on you, thinking that I had always controlled you, and despised your cowardice and incompetence together with my mother! I think you are not worthy of being my father... I was wrong! You are worthy! You are really It matches! It matches so well!"

"Jing Fan," Feng Xuan said lightly, "it has never been easy to be a child of my Xuanji royal family. Xuanji is the only dynasty among all the dynasties that has never had a prince. Why, don't you think about it?" have you been?"

Feng Jingfan was dazed for a while, leaning against the edge of the couch to barely support his body, and said in a low voice: "I thought about it...but it's really my turn, or... I can't think of it..."

"That's why you might as well be Fuyao." Fengxuan was still amiable and earnestly teaching her daughter how to govern the country and checks and balances many times in the past, as if Feng Jingfan could still use these lessons and was very patient, "Fuyao is very good at politics. She has a very keen sense of smell. She has experienced the turmoil of the four countries and is good at political struggles. She is really a good ruler. In other words, she can see clearly from the outside. .”

"I just want to know, how did you know that she was that bitch?" Feng Jingfan didn't look at anyone, only stared at Feng Xuan, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't say that about your sister." Feng Xuan said softly, "Don't underestimate your father, your sister is better than you, she has never underestimated me."

Meng Fuyao sneered at the top of the hall, and said: "That's because I know the perversion of the Xuanji royal family, and I warn you, if you say a word about your sister again, I will immediately knock out all your teeth."

"I have known for a long time that I have a daughter who is living outside." Feng Xuan didn't seem to sense Meng Fuyao's murderous intent, but patiently explained to Feng Jingfan, "I knew that she disappeared when she was five years old, and when Dahan King Meng rose, I have also studied her experience and found that she is a person with no background at all. No one knows her life before the age of five. I somehow had a whim and thought that my missing daughter was very suitable for this age and background. King Meng, is he alone? For this conjecture, I sent many people to appear beside King Meng with various identities. They don’t have to do anything, as long as they get her appearance. Of course, this is It's very difficult, my precious daughter hardly ever uses her real face, but no matter how long she wears the mask, she will eventually take it off, once or twice is enough, bring the portrait back, and find the old man in the palace to recognize it, I Recall it, and it will be done.”

Meng Fuyao snorted coldly, trying to remember when she took off her mask and who she was seen by, but in the past few years, where did she remember when and where she took off her mask? When she took off her mask, maybe there was only a flower seller nearby, maybe an old man delivering vegetables, maybe it was her most unsuspecting child, who knew who would have recorded her appearance? She wears a mask just for convenience. She never really thought about the importance of appearance. If the other party thinks she has no intention, how can she guard against it

"Fuyao, my daughter." Fengxuan ignored Feng Jingfan, looked up again, smiled lovingly at her, and opened his arms and said, "Come, let Father take a good look at you."