The car was forced to stop, and the Feng Mansion guards shone together to blew the swords.

Feng Yunqing opened her closed eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were covered with ice. Such a powerful murderous aura was a killer of special training. It seems that on the way back to Fengfu from Qingyin Temple today, blood and white bones will cover the money and pave her way home.

A sharp look popped out in her eyes, as if it was frozen. Since someone wanted to block her path, she would walk a path in this blood. No matter who blocked her power, touched her interests, or tempted her, in short, these thousands of blades were aimed at her. Her body was still moving, and her gentle voice drifted into the air with a bone-permeable coldness: "Kill, no one left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless cold and cold sensations were like the death aura from hell covered the fierce murderous aura that rushed towards her car. The sound of swords cutting through the muscles made a hissing sound of the same rhythm. The blood in the sky covered the rotten smell of money and the screams of those who picked up copper coins in an instant.

Time was only a moment, and when the Feng Mansion guards had not yet reacted, a bloody ended. The bodies of dozens of men in black were everywhere on the ground. The Feng Mansion's secret guard retreated silently, without any casualties.

Zhang Yan stared at the man in black on the ground with the sword that was not stained with blood. He looked up at Feng Yunqing, who was sitting in the car with his eyes closed and caught up with the motionless: "Master...Master, this..."

"Don't pay attention! Keep rushing the bus!" Feng Yunqing didn't open his eyes, his voice was gentle and peaceful, but he had an irresistible majesty. At this moment, he seemed to be above everything, allowing him to see the ice shadows projected on her face with long eyelashes.

"Yes!" Zhang Yan waved to the already stupid guards, and the car drove away again.

People who were not afraid of death were still picking up copper coins and turned a blind eye to the dozens of corpses hanging on the ground, as if they were just a gust of cold wind.

As soon as the carriage got up, several black figures attacked again with cold murderous aura. They were fast, fierce and accurate, all of which were the carriage where Feng Yunqing was sitting upright. Feng Yunqing seemed to be ignorant, closed his eyes, and the guards of Feng Mansion drew their swords, and the shadow guards hidden in the dark appeared again.

The strong wind caused a sudden rain, and the murderous aura was everywhere.

Lan'er slowly closed the sword in her hand. She turned to look at Feng Yunqing, opened her mouth, and saw the shadow on Feng Yunqing's face, and said nothing obediently. The murderous aura in the sky retreated blood and then rushed in like a tide. It seemed that she was tired and spared no effort, and she would inevitably turn this road into Feng Yunqing's road of no return. In just a few miles, the killer rushed in waves, and the money road leading to Feng Mansion turned into a bloody road. It seemed that she was not tired and never stopped.

The last wave of corpses were crossed on the street, and there was a corner from Feng Yunqing's wall. Feng Yunqing opened his eyes with his closed eyes. No one of the Feng Mansion guards, including Zhang Yan, had casualties, and no drop of blood splattered into the car to catch up with him. However, everyone's face was a little pale, including Lan'er.

"Sure enough, it's not boring along the way!" With Feng Yun sighed lightly, the car rushed over the corner and saw the Zhuhong gate of Feng Mansion. The guests in front of the door were full of guests. Little Lizi and her old man were happily welcoming the guests. The high shouts resounded throughout her eardrums.

"Mr. Feng, the Minister of the Inner History, gave a gift to Yu Ruyi! I wish Miss Seven a good fortune and good health!"

"Mr. Wang, the governor of Zhongzhou, gave a gift of Guanyin! I wish Miss Seven good fortune and good health!"

"Mr. Zongzheng Shaoqing Yin gave a gift to a Guishi Coral Bead! I wish Miss Seven a good fortune and good health!"

"Mr. Li, the Guanglu Shaoqing, gave a gift to a pair of gold and jade in the hall! I wish Miss Seven a good fortune and good health!"

"Minister of the Ministry of Rites..."

"Taifu Shaoqing..."

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What is the line between heaven and hell? This is it! While some people are trying to kill her, some people are talking about blessings, longevity and health. Is it because she is not used to this world, or is it too crazy? Human nature is yin on one side and yang on the other.

Feng Yunqing watched Feng Mansion being blocked and was constantly giving gifts. Even the officials from all courts from top to bottom were scrambling to curry favor. It turned out that this was standing on a high place! It was as light as life and as heavy as power.

Suddenly, at this moment, she had a lot of insights.

A smile came out from the corner of her mouth, and a pair of eyes that looked like water were like white jade cups. In the moonlight, her unique cold light was instantly blooming.

"Miss Seventh is back home!"

Fengyun Qing used a color towards Zhang Yan, and Zhang Yan shouted loudly, and the sound was loud and loud. It was heard from afar, like a hero singing the song.

"Welcome Miss Seven to return home!"

"Miss Seventh, good luck and good luck!"

Cheering congratulations sounded around him. One after another. Fengyunqing had a slight smile on her face. At this moment, she suddenly realized that her face was covered with heavy makeup and her heavy outfit was really good. At least others only saw a bunch of flowers and green willows, and couldn't see her clearly.

"Thank you all for your support! Yun Qing's blessing." A gentle voice as wind and clouds as light as water sounded, and with Lan'er's support, she got off the car very ladylike.

A way was automatically given up in front of the Feng Mansion Gate. She smiled slightly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and entered the Feng Mansion Gate.

A hall was formed in the huge courtyard of Feng Mansion, with wine tables and guests everywhere. The gift sender handed over the gift list and the servant led the table to the table. The maids were dressed in bright clothes and licking wine and cloth dishes. People were rushing everywhere, which was very lively.

Feng Batian walked forward with a smile, and took Feng Yunqing's hand from Lan'er's hand. Looking at her, her old face turned into a flower, as if she was happy from the heart, and her whole body was filled with joy. The sound was transmitted into Feng Yunqing's ears, as if she sighed, as if she was happy: "Dad knows you will be back."

Fengyun turned his eyes and looked at Feng Batian, his smile remained unchanged, and he also sent a message to the secret: "Not to mention the short five-mile land from Qingyin Temple to Feng Mansion, even if the Feng Mansion goes straight to Tianshan, your daughter will come back."

"Haha, okay!" Feng Batian laughed loudly. The sound of Zhangyang laughing showed his joy in his heart. Feng Yunqing no longer spoke. He was led by Feng Batian and accepted the blessings of the guests along the way. Feng Yunqing kept a graceful smile, and his eyes glanced at the guests. Except for Yu Jin, who was still sitting in the water pavilion of Jingxin Lake, plum Ruxue, and Yun Peiyue, no other familiar figures were seen.

The highest point of Feng Mansion is the watchtower platform. It is located next to Jingxin Lake, a three-meter high platform with an independent support. It is also called the Feng Mansion's observation deck. The ceremony of the hairpin is held there. It is not yet auspicious time. Therefore, whether it is Feng Batian who is holding Feng Yunqing or Feng Yunqing who is led by Feng Batian, both of them walk very slowly. Behind them are the maids.

The sole of the shoe was stepping on the ground, making a slight sound. Fengyunqing liked this rhythm very much. She lowered her head and walked step by step, her cold fingertips were held in her hand by the thick big hands of the old man. Her heart gradually changed from heavy and desolate to warm and clear.

She knew that from today on, the Feng Mansion would be her.

The lives of thousands of people who are dependent on the Fengfu family, the rise and fall of the Fengfu family, whether the Fengfu family stands at the top and looks down at the world, or is destroyed in the dust, or struggles in the mud, will all depend on her decision. This feeling of deepening the burden... In a word, it is very bad.

Feng Yunqing had the urge to escape. She stood under the platform of Wangting and was about to raise her foot to step up the jade stairs, but she looked up at Feng Batian: "I want to regret it now, it's still time to come."

"It's too late!" Feng Batian shook his head, his eyes were filled with love, worry, the deeper burden, and the firmness. His voice was very light and he could drift with the wind when he was spit out: "It's too late since you came back two years ago. Feng Mansion and your destiny, or more destiny, are all involved."

Fengyun frowned. Two years ago?

Feng Batian suddenly sighed: "Dad is afraid he can only send you here! Wangjingtai, I don't need to send my daughter."

Feng Yunqing was stunned and looked at the old man in confusion. In ancient times, women and hairpins should not be tied with their father to tie their hair and hairpins? The old man didn't go up? That means no one cares about her?

Just as I thought of this, I heard a loud shout from outside the mansion: "The emperor is here!"

The old emperor? What did he do? Feng Yunqing frowned. Then he shouted again: "Your Highness the Crown Prince and the princes are here! The Seventh Princess, the Fifteenth Princess is here!"

"I welcome the emperor! Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

"I welcome Concubine De! The Empress is a thousand years old!"

A deafening shout rang out. Feng Yun frowned slightly at the gate, but he walked back with Feng Batian.

"Welcome to the Emperor! Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live! Long live! I am welcome to the Empress De Concubine De! Thousand years old!"

Feng Batian and Feng Yunqing bowed to Yuzhai.

"Fengqing is not a gift! The seventh girl is the birthday star today, and she is blessed with blessings and good health!" The old emperor was supported by the eunuch Chen and walked down the imperial gallop. He chuckled at Fengyun and said that he was amiable.

"Today's Qing'er and Haibank, I can be relieved in the future!" Concubine De's soft voice sounded, with the demeanor of a mother of a country. Looking at Fengyunqing, she smiled softly: "Qing'er has both blessings and wealth! Peace and blessings!"

"Thank you, Emperor! Concubine Xie De!"

Feng Yunqing and Feng Batian bowed at the same time and greeted each other with a smile. It was a festive look.

"Yeah, okay!" The old emperor got off the imperial chasing station and looked at Feng Yunqing, glanced at Feng Batian with his eyes. The old eyes glanced at him with a strange look, and waved his hand at Eunuch Chen: "Little Chen, please give me the imperial edict!"

There is also an imperial edict? Feng Yunqing thought that it was probably just a reward for some gifts. His eyes glanced at Feng Batian's face slightly pale. She turned her head and looked at the bright yellow imperial edict in Eunuch Chen's hand in confusion.

"Your Majesty! It's auspicious time soon!" After the old emperor finished speaking, Feng Batian immediately spoke out and stopped him.

Concubine De seemed to see something wrong, and immediately said: "Yes, my brother is right. The emperor should ask Eunuch Chen to wait and ask for an imperial edict!"
Chapter completed!