This feeling is very strong, and Feng Wuxinzhi will make this judgment and unite himself.

When she left the organization, Jinbanshun and left Jiang Cheng, she would always hear words about the organization or contact people and things related to the organization, and would have the same expression as Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang is definitely a member of the Jiutian Organization, and she is sure.

Before he knew it, Feng Wuxin, who was walking and thinking, walked to Liulifang.

Today, Liulifang has become the maintenance hall for many officials' wives and ladies. Since introducing Zijuan to work at Liulifang, Liniang has become a good helper. Even if she is not in Liulifang, the two can cooperate and take good care of the guests.

She only needs to develop new beauty products. Looking at a group of housekeepers’ ladies and ladies Tan Xiaoying from afar, Feng Wuxin turned around and did not step into Liulifang but returned to Qiansui Mansion.

With her current identity as feared by everyone, it is better not to cause trouble to Liulifang at present.

It was already evening when I returned to Qiansui Mansion. When Feng Wuxin returned to Qiansui Mansion, he also saw Mo Yi return.

"My wife has just recovered from a serious illness, why don't she stay in the house and take good care of herself?"

"I'll do some things, aren't I going to come back now?"

Mo Yi, who had just got off the carriage, used Feng Wuxin in his arms, held the small hands tightly in his palms, and used the temperature of his palms to drive away the coldness in Feng Wuxin's hands.

"From tomorrow, if you do not have permission for your husband, you must not leave Chitose Mansion half a step until your full recovery."

Mo Yi's eyes were a little angry, and he looked at Feng Wuxin worriedly. This kind of care made Feng Wuxin feel warm and flowing, like a lazy cat spreading in Mo Yi's arms, constantly acting coquettish.

"Madam goes to the Dali Temple prison today?"

"How do you know about my father-in-law?"

Feng Wuxin blinked her eyes and smiled, opening her mouth to eat the porridge that Mo Yi fed to her mouth.

"Okay okay, I went to the Dali Temple Prison and asked my inmates about something. About Lan Yixiao."

Feng Wuxin sniffed and talked about the conversation with Mr. Zhang in the Dali Temple prison.

"The purpose of Lan Yixiao in the Nine Heavens Youyue is very obvious. He wants to use the Thousand Corpse Formation to refine the corpse-raising land, and then find the place where the dragon vein is the most yang energy in the capital of Yan State, so as to use the yin evil of the corpse-raising land to reverse the yang energy of the dragon vein."

"So my wife would rather be sick than to take care of this matter and take on the heroic act of saving the Yan Kingdom's world?"

In Mo Yi's words, he was still scolding Feng Wuxin for not knowing how to take care of himself, and dragging his newly recovered body to run around.

Besides, the Dali Temple Prison is so dangerous. Even if the guards are guarding each other, if something happens to happen.

This woman is really

"Don't be angry, don't you know that your father-in-law cares about me, it's best for you to be."

As he said that, Feng Wuxin held Mo Yi's cheek with both hands and kissed him.

"How is Dayan Country like this has nothing to do with me. Even if the world is in chaos, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to know why Lan Yixiao disguised himself as if he was me."

Even if the Dayan Kingdom is now in civil strife, the emperor dies, and the prince is bleeding and bloody in order to fight for the position of king, what does it have to do with her Feng Wuxin?

She just wanted to know why Lan Yixiao pretended to be her Feng Wuxin and framed her, and why it was her rather than someone else.

If it is a random choice, this excuse and reason are too far-fetched.

There must be a cause when things happen, and it is reasonable to exist.

"Don't be angry, okay? Wuxin promises that there will be no next time. I swear."

Feng Wuxin stretched out three fingers toward the sky, said sweet words and chewed them on his lips, which made Mo Yi no longer angry.

Damn it!

It is harder for men to coax them when they get angry than women.

The next day, Feng Wuxin and Mo Yi applied to go to Jishitang, ensuring that they would never run around, and then they were allowed.

From Qiansui Mansion, he came to Jishitang. Feng Wuxin sat lazily beside Mr. Qi and asked Mr. Qi if he knew more about the Thousand Corpse Formation and the corpse raising ground. Mr. Qi shook his head and said that he had never studied these things.

"Where is Old Man Nan, why didn't I see him today?"

Feng Wuxin looked around and didn't see Nangong Ao's shadow. Not only Nangong Ao, but even the Smurfs were not in Jishitang.

"Where is the Smurf?"

"Mr. Lan is going out to do business and I guess he will be back in the evening. Brother Nan is in the inner room, and Brother Nan's family is here."

family?

Are people from the Nangong clan?

Since Feng Wuxin learned about her identity from Lan Jinlin, although she was usually with Nangong Ao during this period, she always felt a little awkward.

When Cao Cao was said to be Cao Cao, just as Mr. Qi and Feng Wuxin were talking about Nangong Ao, Nangong Ao and the young man following him walked to the front hall.

The man behind Nangong Ao looked at Feng Wuxin, with a warm smile in his eyes, and saluted her with both hands.

"Madam Thousand Years."

"Um."

I don’t know who the man is, but Feng Wuxin only knows that he is the descendant of the Nangong family, but this guy seems to be full of an indescribable hostility towards him.

Feng Wuxin lay lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, collapsed into a pool of mud. Nangong Ao and Qi had long been used to Feng Wuxin like this, but Nangong Xin was puzzled.

As a member of the Feng family, although Feng Wuxin is the daughter of his aunt Nangong Yu and has such a trace of blood relationship with the Nangong family, his surname is Feng, not Nangong.

Why did grandfather hand over the jade pendant that represents the power of life and death of the Nangong family to Feng Wuxin, and to such a woman with a bad record and now married to a eunuch.

Nangong Xin was puzzled, but he was really puzzled.

Whether it is talent or mind, the Nangong family has many geniuses, so why does the jade pendant fall into Feng Wuxin's hands?

"Girl, go and cook two dishes to the backyard, let's talk about something while drinking."

"Forehead?"

Seeing Nangong Ao's serious expression, Feng Wuxin slowly stood up, came to the kitchen of Jishitang to cook some side dishes, and brought the dishes and wine into the room in the backyard.

A round table, a few side dishes, and warm wine scented with a refreshing fragrance.

"Pour wine for me."

Suck

Feng Wuxin ignored Nangong Ao and poured a glass of wine on his own and started drinking. This action made Nangong Ao angrily raised his eyebrows.

"Little turtle, are you deaf? Have you heard me ask you to pour wine?"

Suck

Feng Wuxin ignored Nangong Ao, who was cursing and poured himself a second glass of water and wine to continue to share.

When the wine glass fell, Feng Wuxin took the chopsticks with a calm expression and added a honey chicken wing to put it in her mouth.

"If you want to drink, you will pour it yourself. Mr. Nan, you are not disabled and can't move." "Little Baba Lamb, do you understand respecting the elderly and respecting the wise?"
Chapter completed!