"Nothing." Di Qianxie looked indifferent.
"Probably… "
He lowered his voice and leaned slightly closer to Feng Wuxie.
Feng Wuxie also turned his head reflexively—
"Probably, I was too gentle with you last night. It seems that I have to work harder tonight to cure the disease."
Then she heard such an obviously joking answer.
"..." Feng Wuxie gritted his teeth.
This guy, fortunately he is kindly concerned!
She gave Di Qianxie a stern look, and didn't want to be entangled in this kind of topic that was her own disadvantage at all.
He turned his head and chatted with Feng Mingzhu.
There was a pleasant smile on Di Qianxie's face, but the palm of his hand under the table was lightly squeezed, as if he was pressing something down.
…
After the luncheon, Feng Family Ancestral Hall.
This is the holy place of the family, where the ancestors rest.
Feng Wuxie knelt down in front of the tablet, meticulously bowing down.
The lighted Mingxiang lifted up a thin smoke and surrounded the ancestral hall, making her thoughts trance for a while.
She seemed to see the spirit of grandfather and parents in the sky transformed into shape, came to her, and looked at her.
There was comfort in his eyes, thoughts... and thoughts...
"Grandpa..." Feng Wuxie murmured: "Father... Mother..."
She does not have a particularly deep emotional foundation for her relatives in this world.
But after all, the blood is connected, and the bond is hard to break.
For Feng Wuxie, it is her own responsibility to bear this affection.
"Grandpa... You once advised me not to indulge in hatred." Feng Wuxie folded his hands on his knees, and said calmly:
"But the Holy Gate took the lives of three of my relatives, so how can we not ask for such a grievance!"
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and held her hand.
Feng Wuxie turned his head, but Feng Mingzhu looked worried and worried.
She shook her head slightly to signal that she was okay, and looked at the spiritual position in front of her again:
"What's more, the Holy Gate and I are not only private grievances! Their existence endangers the entire continent!"
"Don't worry, the holy gate will be eliminated, but I will never live just for hatred, I already..."
Feng Wuxie flashed the figure of the Warrior in Red in his mind:
"I already have someone who can be entrusted for life. Therefore, I will be able to live a happy life and live up to your expectations!"
…
After stopping to pray in front of their loved ones, they left here.
As soon as he left the gate of the ancestral shrine, Feng Wuxie saw Mo Rong walk by not far.
She moved in her heart, saying goodbye to Feng Mingzhu and walked over.
"Madam." Mo Rong bowed and saluted when she saw her coming.
"Mo Rong, I have something to ask you." Feng Wuxie said, "Di Qianxie's physical condition...what's wrong?"
Mo Rong was taken aback: "Why does Madam ask this?"
"Be less foolish!"
Feng Wuxie snorted coldly:
"With his conceit of his own strength, if it weren't for a major problem with his body, how could he..."
How could... In front of her, I can't suppress my injury situation? Make her aware
At the banquet, God Qianxie took the unnatural meal of the wine glass, and for a moment, his face was almost transparent,
But it was all in her eyes.
It's just that Emperor Qianxie didn't want to say, Feng Wuxie naturally wouldn't get to the bottom of it, and he lost his face.
He didn't want her to worry, so she just pretended to be ignorant in front of him, and was heartless and happy.
Since Emperor Qianxie wouldn't say it herself, she wanted to know the truth from Mo Rong's mouth.
"Uh... Madam, you are really observant, you can't hide anything from your eyes." Mo Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and arched his hand.
"So, what happened to Di Qianxie." Feng Wuxie didn't care about his flattery.
"It's not because of the fate star." Mo Rong sighed slightly and said.
"Fate Star?" Feng Wuxie frowned:
"But I'm already back?"
"Indeed, after you and the leader..." Mo Rong's words implied, as if he was entangled in what to say.
"Which one?" Feng Wuxie looked confused.
"It's that... round room."
"..."
"... After that, the leader and your fate are complementary and complete, so his fate will not deteriorate anymore."
When Mo Rong talked about the round room, he clapped his hands...
Feng Wuxie's mouth twitched because of his action...
You slap a hand of wool! ! ! !
There was a blue vein on her forehead:
"... Just say the back'but'. In this context, wouldn't there be a but..." She told herself in her heart that Di Qianxie hadn't figured out the matter and couldn't kill the person in front of her...
"... However, over the years, in order to find your trace, the leader has overdrawn himself almost at all costs. He constantly uses his life and soul to sense you, which speeds up the speed of recalling you, but also makes the leader himself The precarious life star is even more faltering! So according to Master Cangli, if you want the leader to be completely out of danger, you also need to rush back to Yunyantai to perform a ceremony after receiving you, Madam!"
Because he clearly felt the killing intent on the wife of his own teacher, Mo Rong simply finished the explanation work as if pouring beans in a bamboo tube:
"Actually, it was originally planned to take you back to the Emperor Lingjiao today. But just now, the leader told us... He said, Madam, you just returned home after all. At the luncheon just now, the surname Liu... Your brother-in-law said something reasonable. You must miss your family all these years, so he wants you to stay here for three or two days."
When Feng Wuxie heard this, he took a deep breath.
After a pause, Mo Rong said again:
"In fact, the physical condition of the leader is really dangerous now. Otherwise, there won't be so many elders with him during this trip. They are just worried... But the leader always doesn't care about himself. He said that after seven years, he hasn't Something happened, so it’s okay to stay for a few more days... ”
This fool!
Feng Wuxie cursed secretly, turned around and left.
"Send Mrs. Respectfully." Mo Rong bowed behind.
After Feng Wuxie walked away, Mu Lanqin slowly walked to Mo Rong's side.
"You told her these things, the leader will inevitably scold you again." Mu Lanqin sighed.
When Mo Rong saw Mu Lanqin, a smile filled the corners of his mouth: "Just scold, I'm used to it. Aren't you used to it too?"
Mu Lanqin smiled.
Yeah, I'm used to it.
I'm used to it, the emperor
Obviously, these subordinates have taken good care of them, but I just like to scold them from time to time.
Whenever he was upset, the leader would always make them be careful not to move their heads.
But this has been more than 20 years, and each of them has a good head.
The emperor's family has been kind to her and Mo Rong's family for generations, so their younger generations have also been raised by Di Qianxie since childhood, witnessing this leader from childhood to adulthood, the proud son of heaven, turning his hands to the cloud.
"Even if you don't tell your wife, I will say it." Mu Lanqin said: "The leader shouldn't delay any longer."
Mo Rong smiled, "I know, so I'll talk about it first."
It's better for me to be scolded than for you to be scolded.
The two smiled at each other, their minds clear.
…
…
"Di Qianxie! Open the door!"
Feng Wuxie rushed to the door and knocked hard on the door twice.
This man, it's still dark, what door is he locking? ! What are you doing in it!
But don't be anything wrong!
"Madam, the emperor master he is..." The emperor spirit guard guarding at the door immediately stepped forward, trying to stop Feng Wuxie and explaining to her.
Feng Wuxie glanced at them coldly, "Go down!"
"… Yes."
The two of them complained incessantly... They didn't dare not follow the orders of the leader, but the wife of the leader... They couldn't afford it even more...
Feng Wuxie didn't talk nonsense, and directly shook the door of the room with his soul power, and Feishi broke in and went straight to the inner room.
I bypassed the screen and saw...
In the inner room, Di Qianxiezheng sat naked in a large bathtub with a blank face, and looked at Feng Wuxie with a little surprise...
The entangled heat permeated the entire interior. In the bathtub, Di Qianxie’s black hair was lazily and casually scattered in the water, with crystal drops of water dripping across his chest, and the water drops across his texture, handsome demon. Difference, like a magic face, like a face.
Feng Wuxie could see God for a while.
Di Qianxie smiled sideways, put his hands on the rim of the bucket lazily, put his cheeks on, and said jokingly:
"What's the matter, ma'am? The guard outside the door didn't explain it clearly? Or said... You deliberately? You broke in so passionately, wanting to bathe with me?"
For a moment, Feng Wuxie's face was covered with a feather-like color, and he stuttered very rarely:
"I, I, I... it's okay, you continue and continue, I just thought, thought... nothing!"
With that, she turned to run.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Qianxie flew out of the bathtub and broke through the water. He pulled up a piece of white clothes and draped it on his body. Then he quickly pulled Feng Wuxie's hand, and pulled Feng Wuxie back with his force. In my arms...
Feng Wuxie stuck to his chest, there was still wet, his clothes half-open, extremely ambiguous, in an instant, it seemed that even the sound of drops of water on the wooden board became extremely clear...
Di Qianxie pressed her ear and asked with a faint smile: "Why do you think?"
The voice was soft, like babbling, gentle and teasing.
Feng Wuxie blushed even more after being slapped like this: "Di Qianxie, you... pay attention!"
"Oh?" He leaned closer, almost holding her ears and lips in his mouth, with a smile in his voice: "Madam, what do you want me to pay attention to?"
(End of this chapter)