As Feng Yuheng wished, Xuan Tianming held a cremation for Feng Jinyuan. As his daughter, Feng Yuheng knelt down and kowtowed three times when the fire started. The relationship between father and daughter was over.

Feng Yuheng was in a bad mood, and he was not saddened by Feng Jinyuan's death. To be honest, a person repented before his death and could not offset the harm and hatred he caused to his relatives and friends when he was alive, and he could not expect to turn swords into jade and silk with his last breath. Not only Feng Jinyuan, but also Yao's family. The reason why she was in a bad mood was the kind of sadness caused by the death of these two people, it was like life had reached a watershed of separation, and the head of the family passed away, and there was no Feng family in this world.

Xuan Tianming stayed by her for two days and two nights, and finally on the third day, the girl recovered as before, and a familiar smile appeared on her face. Xuan Tianming breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death."

Feng Yuheng shook his hair that had just been washed and asked him to help dry it with a towel. Xuan Tianming protested: "Why can't you go in the space? Your thing called a hairdryer is very useful." He used it several times, but he didn't expect that the small thing could blow out such a strong wind, and the hair would be blown dry in a while, which was very magical.

Feng Yuheng said, "Then you will lose the feeling of rubbing my hair."

He wondered: "What does it feel like to wipe your hair?"

She thought about it and said, "It's very caring, very close, like a family, without any barriers."

Just rubbing her hair and still getting so much thought. Xuantian meditated and a woman's heart is really hard to estimate. However, his subordinates did not stop and held the towel she used to use to rub it out of the space, twisting it from time to time. Although it was not very professional, it was quite like that.

Feng Yuheng is the most unfamiliar with fiddling with hair. In his previous life, even girls would comb their hair when they didn’t attend any banquets or other occasions. Unlike in ancient times, even at home, they could comb all kinds of fancy styles. If they were too casual, they would always be said to be unruly.

"I used to think there were too many rules in Feng's mansion, and I had to walk so far in the morning to wake up the old lady in the morning and evening. But it was a big deal for my granddaughter to see my grandmother. It was a big deal that the mansion was too big, and it had to go so far from one yard to another." She talked about the Feng's family unknowingly, and then subconsciously shook her head and stopped continuing the topic.

Xuan Tianming took the initiative to comb her hair, and she couldn't comb her hair well, but she was much better than Feng Yuheng's own actions. Basically, when the two of them were together, they rarely asked their servants to serve these things. Xuan Tianming was used to it. After combing her hair, he took the initiative to take the breakfast delivered by Huangquan at the door. The two sat opposite each other and had their meals. Feng Yuheng suddenly said, "Let's go to the camp later."

"Okay." Xuan Tianming didn't ask what she was going to the camp. In fact, there was nothing to ask. Feng Yuheng had already entered and left his camp at will. She even established her own Shenji camp. Xi Fang and He Gan directly called her master. However, today Feng Yuheng proposed to go to the camp. Xuan Tianming always felt that her mood was not right. This girl seemed to be holding her mouth in her heart and had nowhere to speak. She didn't know how much noise it would be if she found a breakthrough.

After dinner, the two returned to the camp in the southern suburbs of Shaping City. The soldiers were very happy about Feng Yuheng's arrival, but they knew that her father and mother had just died, so people didn't want to cheer too much, and some even advised her to be mournful and follow the changes. She didn't explain or say more, and pulled Xuan Tianming into an empty tent, and then saw her move weapons and ammunition from the space one by one. She filled up one tent and then put another tent until both tents were full. Then she called Xi Fang and He Gan here and asked them to organize the soldiers of Shenji Camp to come and collect it.

Xi Fang was originally from the other end of the border camp. When he heard that Feng Yuheng came to the camp today, he rode a camel and ran back all the way. He said to He Gan: "I have a feeling that our master must be showing his power!"

Xi Fang's feeling was right, Xuan Tianming's feeling was even more right. Feng Yuheng did hold his breath in his heart, and he had nowhere to be released, but she couldn't suffocate herself to death. So the girl figured out a way to vent her anger, and she told Xuan Tianming: "Let's go to Jueping City tonight! I was upset, and I was just going to get Jueping City to let go."

Xuan Tianming is the man who is the most indulging in his wife. He does whatever his wife says and does whatever she wants. Not to mention fighting Jueping City, he will not object to her even if she wants to invade the ancient Shu Kyoto.

Of course, Feng Yuheng is not that tiger. The desert is too hot, and it is difficult to push forward every time. Although fighting at night can avoid some heat, it cannot carry out a protracted war. The war must be ended before the sun rises the next morning, which is the biggest trouble facing the Xuantianming army.

However, it is no problem to capture another Jueping City. The reason why Xuan Tianming has not moved for a long time is that once Jueping City is captured, the ammunition reserved by the Shenji Camp will be at its bottom. If they encounter a counterattack from ancient Shu, especially during the day, they will become very passive. In addition, the geographical location of Jueping City is further than that of Saping City, and the climate is more inflamed, and the soldiers' bodies also need a long time to recuperate and adapt.

But now there is no such trouble. His wife is here, and she can't get enough weapons and ammunition. In addition, her skillful medical skills, even if the army attacks Gu Shu after entering Jueping City, the opponent has no chance of winning.

He stroked Feng Yuheng's head docilely and said lovingly: "Okay, let's fight Jueping."

Such an important battle was decided by the two of them talking and laughing. However, no one in Xuan Tianming's army raised doubts about it, even if Xuan Tianming clearly told people: "Princess Ji'an is upset. Let's have fun with Jueping City tonight and go through the bad luck this time."

Isn’t it bad luck to have two funerals in a row? When the soldiers heard that they were going to fight Jueping, they cheered one by one, which made Xi Fang laugh and scolded: “Babys! I forgot to have both pulled and vomited when I first entered Shaping? Why, after healing the scar, I forgot to hurt? Don’t blame me for not reminding you that Jueping City is hotter than Shaping City!”

The soldiers said without caring: "Not afraid! The princess is here, are we still afraid of getting sick?"

Xi Fang laughed, it turned out that these little guys were fighting for an idea. But that's right. Feng Yuheng is here, do you still need to consider getting sick? He grinned and looked at He Gan, both of whom were full of expectations for the raid tonight.

They were looking forward to it, but in Jueping City, General Bi Xiu, led Gu Shu and the Alliance army to defend with fear all day long. The soldiers did not dare to go up to the city wall, and everyone was inside the wall. Some even put their ears on the city wall at night to listen to the movements outside.

Unfortunately, there was nothing but the wind and noise. The people of Dashun hadn't come for a long time. They heard that there was a funeral there, and they didn't know who was doing it. Originally, the few people in the army in the border south had never heard of the news and did not steal the thunder. For Gu Shu, although they were fighting at home, they still fought extremely passively.

Bi Xiu drank some wine tonight. Although he was not drunk, he was also a little dizzy. He felt aggrieved and felt like a tiger trapped in a cage, curled up in this Jueping City. It was neither moving nor retreating. After being stalemate for so long, he didn't see any movement on the other end of Dashun. His heart was just hanging in the air, extremely distressed. In addition, the morale of the Ten Kingdoms Alliance Army of the Desert was unstable and he was very afraid of the thunder of Dashun. The general had expressed his intention to retreat to him many times. Not only one country had the intention to retreat, counting it, all six or seven countries were like this, which made him very embarrassed.

Bi Xiu walked out of the handsome tent and felt that the moonlight was bright and the wind and sand were much smaller tonight, which was a sunny sky for the desert. But he also understood that such weather had no advantage for his side. If Dashun people chose to fight tonight and use that kind of thunder, it would be easy to win Jueping. He hoped that the yellow sand would be long all day long, and it would be better if it was always like that. After all, the ancient Shu people were used to it and would not have much impact on their side, but Dashun people were not used to it! The powerful wind and sand were the protective umbrella of the ancient Shu people, and the lifeblood of Jueping City.

Bi Xiu's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and suddenly felt like something was going to happen tonight. When the deputy general of the camp saw him coming out of the tent, he quickly stepped forward and helped him, comforted him, "General, don't think too much. Dashun people have not made any moves for so long. I think they have taken some care of it. I heard that after they entered Shaping City, most of the soldiers fell ill due to the heat. If they entered Jueping City, they would probably fall ill and their condition would be worse. They dare not."

"Don't you dare?" Bi Xiu was not so optimistic. "I think they didn't dare." He walked forward two steps, shaking a little, but insisted on not letting the deputy general help him again. He said while walking: "I'll find a way to mobilize the spies in Kyoto of Dashun. I must let Xuan Tianmo give me an explanation for this matter! Dashun has such a powerful thunder, and he didn't say anything, but he also talked about cooperation with us as if he was decent. Now we have done everything we should do, but we have been hit by the ninth prince so hard that someone always has to settle the account!"

When he talked about this, the deputy general was also angry. He immediately analyzed: "I also think we were deceived by Dashun people! The eighth prince and the ninth prince were all in the same group. They have been pretending to be in opposition for so many years, blinding everyone's eyes, but in fact, they just want to use this to attack me, Ancient Shu! Dashun is no longer satisfied with as long as Ancient Shu becomes a foreign country, they want to occupy our place and take the ancient Shu into his pocket. But..." When he said this, his tone became sad, "But even so, what can we do? They have thunder in their hands, and when the thing explodes, many of us don't have enough people to fill it."

"Can they be unable to use up their thunder?" Bi Xiu was so angry that he jumped. "I don't believe that they really can't use up their thunder! As long as the thunder is gone, in this desert, Gu Shu is the only emperor!" He said as he pushed away the deputy general, wandering around and walked towards the other end of the red tent, and said as he walked: "Didn't you say that you have caught a new woman outside the city? I will take a look."
Chapter completed!