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The first thousand five hundred and forty-six chapters(1/2)

"Accepting disciples or marrying?"

Guo Qing'e looked at Fengsha carefully and stared at him, "I think he just wants you to take a concubine."

The inheritance of Mo Xiu is crucial, and qualifications and opportunities are indispensable.

When Fengsha was unwilling to be exiled, he did not hand over the inheritance of Mo Xiu.

How can you be threatened now?

The Deacon Dongniao gave these two choices, which was to force Fengsha to choose to marry.

In short, Guo Qing'e's tone was very calm, and she was irritated when she thought about it carefully.

The wind and sand vaguely smelled the jealousy in the words and said seriously: "What's the use of him? I want me to..."

Seeing a dangerous light flashing in Guo Qing'e's pretty eyes, she said in a panic: "Of course I don't want to, I want you to think, oh~ why would you think, it's me, oh~ It's not me, oh, it's his delusion, it has nothing to do with me."

Seeing that he was so panicked that he spoke, Guo Qing'e wanted to laugh in her heart, and her expression was as if she was right: "The father and the emperor are both affectionate people. They have accepted many concubines, and sometimes they don't want to accept them, but they have to accept them. There is no need for me to tell you the truth, you understand."

The wind and sand nodded gently.

It was a "must" to get married to Guo Qing'e.

This is a political marriage, and both parties cannot help themselves.

However, both of them were very rational.

Since you have to marry (marry), try to get along well.

Even if you live as calm as water, it is better than fighting for endless troubles.

I've been in a good life since I got married.

"But..." Guo Qing'e said with a twist: "I suggest you don't marry the deacon of the Four Spirits."

"No," Feng Sha agreed: "This hole cannot be opened, otherwise after marrying this one, you will have to marry another five more."

Once he married the general deacon of Dongno, the other five general deacons will definitely compare and demand a marriage.

By then, it will be easy to reach the top, but your hands and feet will be firmly tied up, making it difficult to get rid of the complicated parts.

The people below are still the six deacons. If they cannot be killed or replaced, they are equivalent to being undermined.

It would be better not to reach the top!

"If you really want to take a concubine..."

Guo Qing'e leaned closer to her pretty face and said seriously: "You can choose Zhou Feng's daughter, I believe he has the intention."

Fengsha smiled dryly and said, "Who said I want it? I don't want it!"

Guo Qing'e took his hand and said softly: "I usually focus on my practice and I neglect you too much. Aren't you angry?"

Fengsha quickly said he would not be angry or not.

Guo Qing'e smiled, put her head on his shoulder, and said softly: "The Four Spirits General Deacon has opened his mouth. I believe you can't refuse it in one go. I'll handle this matter."

She knew that Feichen didn't want to turn against Deacon Dongniao.

That's why I'm in a dilemma.

She can only be the evil person.

Fengsha pondered: "What are you going to do?"

The deacon Dongno is now a duck dead and his mouth is hard.

But he really needs someone’s mouth and dare not make people angry.

It is necessary to give a suitable step to make people walk down calmly.

It is difficult to grasp the severity of the matter.

Guo Qing'e said softly: "I plan to let Tianxue come out to hold a banquet, and I will also attend."

Fengsha thought to himself, "Who are you planning to invite?"

There are some things that the wife is indeed more suitable for her husband than her husband.

Strictly counting, Ascension Pavilion is neutral, especially for the Four Spirits and Hidden Valley.

Regarding the harmony between the Four Spirits and the Hidden Valley, Gong Tianxue is most suitable to come out to build a platform.

So he is more concerned about who comes on stage and who will decide what play to sing.

"Anyway, without you, it's just women talking about some family matters."

Guo Qing'e said with a composure: "Anyway, I'll see people first. If it's not a good person, I'll keep the door."

Feichen obviously did not want to marry the Deacon Dongniao, and was not resistant to Zhou Feng's daughter.

This is purely a political consideration.

What these two women themselves are not considered by Fei Chen.

As the hostess, she has the responsibility to help her husband facilitate the latter and resist the former.

It has nothing to do with her own feelings.

Fengsha couldn't help blinking.

No matter what, he could not associate the four words "parental affairs" with the fairy-like Guo Qing'e.

Guo Qing'e turned her gaze away and wrote lightly: "I heard that you have often gone to Xujing Room these days?"

Xiaozhu lives in Xujing Room, and the wind and sand are three times a day. She goes there diligently, so she just has to stay overnight.

She doesn't care about how many concubines she takes in Fengsha, or about Fengsha and a group of beautiful maids Hu Tian and Hu Di.

That is nothing more than to pass on the family line, to marry politically, or even to simply vent your desires.

However, she cared very much about who her husband had in his heart.

Fengsha couldn't help but feel embarrassed, his face was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile and said, "I, I'll try to go as little as possible."

He can find a lot of reasons to explain.

For example, if the leg injury has not been cured, Xiaozhu still needs treatment; the Pan family’s daughter has just escaped from the disaster, so she asks him for help in many things.

In the end, the results Yongning wanted were directly given.

Guo Qing'e turned her gaze back to look at him a few times, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Dongguo happened to come in and Fushen said, "Miss Xiaozhu has something to do to find the master, please come over."

It was so coincidental that it seemed like it had been arranged long ago.

Fengsha glanced at Guo Qing'e and said helplessly: "I'm very busy recently, and I'm afraid I don't have time to see her."

Dongguo responded and retired with blessing.

Guo Qing'e shouted and said, "Say he's going there right away."

The wind and sand were slightly stunned.

"I don't want to leave a knot for you."

Guo Qing'e said Yanran: "But you have to know that I agree, not what you think about."

Fengsha stared at a little, Zhan Yan said, "If I had been..."

Guo Qing'e obviously knew what he wanted to ask, Dan Dan said: "Then you really don't have time to see her."

Fengsha smiled bitterly and said, "I understand."

After leaving Wuwei Pavilion, he came to the Xujing Room.

Xiaozhu dressed very beautifully today, with a high-waisted skirt, with green outside and plain inside, and small green and white flowers on the inside.

Sway your hands behind your back, the flying gauze is flowing, and the skirt is hazy.

After wearing light makeup, he looked particularly bright and playful.

With his hands behind his back and pouting, he kicked the small stones on the ground boredly at the door.

It seemed that I had been waiting for a long time, but my face was not very good-looking, and I was obviously impatient to wait.

As soon as I saw the wind and sand, the dark clouds immediately turned clear, and the sun shone brightly.

Jump over and took the armrest of the wheelchair from Huisheng's hand.

It's impatient, not like picking up, but more like grabbing.

While pushing the wheelchair, he leaned forward and smiled in Fengsha's ears, "Let's go, take you to a good place."

I kept chattering along the way, talking about the wind and sand body.

He mocked Fengsha for his weak body, his hands cannot be held, his shoulders cannot be picked.

She said that she has carefully prepared health tips, combining medicine and food supplements, and adding some exercise can strengthen her body.

Anyway, I was in a very happy mood.

Fengsha rarely talks, most of them listen with their ears, and occasionally turn around and smile.
To be continued...
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