"I am old, who knows how many years I will live?"

Yuan Zhengyang, sitting in a wheelchair, came to Feng Wuxin and looked at her up and down.

Judging from her appearance, we can also understand how Feng Wuxin has been doing in the past few years.

"Did you figure it out?"

"Well, I figured out a lot of things."

Feng Wuxin smiled, and his eyes also fell on Yuan Zhengyang.

"How did the veteran general make a wheelchair?"

"I led the army to fight, but accidentally fell off the horse and turned into this."

Yuan Zhengyang said very casually, and he did not seem to put his disabled things on him.

Whether it is Yuan Zhengyang or Feng Wuxin, both of them are smart people.

What is the purpose of Yuan Zheng and Yangming Feng Wuxin's return?

However, Mo Yi is no longer the nine thousand years old of Yan State, but the emperor of Jiang State. The road to revenge is destined to be difficult to walk.

But the woman in front of her was Feng Wuxin. She could live even if she fell from the cliff of Acacia Jue. What's impossible?

Yuan Zhengyang and Feng Wuxin chatted about some issues about the situation in the world. Hu Yanjue stood quietly aside. The old housekeeper looked at Hu Yanjue from time to time, and was also wondering in his heart. Could it be that Xiahou Lie survived? Something was wrong!

Xiahou Lie's body was buried under the cliff of Acacia, maybe it just looked similar.

In the afternoon, Feng Wuxin stayed at the Old General Yuan’s Mansion.

When he left, Feng Wuxin gave half of his life pill to Yuan Zhengyang.

The reason why Yuan Zhengyang survived to this day was related to the half-life pill. Before leaving Nangong City, she gave the pharmacy of the half-life pill to the shopkeeper of the pharmacy. It should be that Nangong Ao ordered people to send the half-life pill to the Yuan Mansion.

"So, are you going to the palace?"

"Well, go and talk to Yan Yunheng about something."

In front of Yuan Mansion, Feng Wuxin disappeared from Yuan Zhengyang's sight with his horse on his side. Hu Yanjue, who had been following her silently.

"Elder General, that man is not Mr. Xiahou, it looks like he is."

Although the man who looked the same as Xiahou Lie was not Xiahou Lie, when he looked at Feng Wuxin, he had a feeling of a man for a woman.

"I wrote to the third prince and said that Feng Wuxin has returned."

"yes."

On the way from Yuan’s mansion to the palace, Feng Wuxin looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scene by the street.

In front of a small street stall, Feng Wuxin got off the horse sideways and ordered two bowls of wontons.

After a spoonful of clear soup, it still tastes familiar many years ago.

Hu Yanjue was clear, Feng Wuxin must have recalled the past, and from those eyes he could sense a different kind of warmth and bloodthirsty hatred.

"Master Feng, if you like eating wontons, Juebao will be given to you."

"good."

After a good word fell, Hu Yanjue paid the money, and the two left the street stall and went to the palace.

The light of the sunset is faintly above the palace. Although six years have passed, the palace is still the magnificent and cold building without any change.

The current emperor of Yan State is no longer Yan Cheng, but Yan Yunheng.

It is said that when the war in Qi State broke out, Yan Yunheng took the opportunity to force the palace and became the new emperor of Yan State, with the support of Old General Yuan, Yancangzhou and loyal ministers.

"Who is dismounted! Don't break in forbidden areas of the palace."

"Get off, you all retreat."

My father-in-law who had been waiting outside the palace gate was stunned when he saw Feng Wuxin, but Old General Yuan had sent someone to say hello, and His Majesty ordered him to wait here.

"The family of Zao is ordered to wait for the two of you here, and ask them to come with the family of Zao."

The father-in-law respectfully saluted Feng Wuxin and led Feng Wuxin and Hu Yanjue who were riding horses into the palace.

Riding a horse in the palace is an honor of supreme glory, but this honor is not worth a penny to Feng Wuxin. She just doesn't want to walk.

Following the eunuch to Weiyang Palace, with a tribute singing, Feng Wuxin finally got off the horse and was worse than in the Weiyang Palace hall. At this time, there was only one man in a dragon robe in Weiyang Palace. The man sat on the dragon throne and looked at Feng Wuxin who was gradually entering his sight. The dragon's mighty aura in his eyebrows frowned slightly. Although he knew in advance that the woman in white clothes and red eyes was Feng Wuxin, he really saw Feng.

When he was unintentional, Yan Yunheng was still shocked.

"I've seen Emperor Yan."

Feng Wuxin stood there without saluting, and looked at the man sitting high on the dragon throne with a smile in his red eyes.

After a few years of separation, Yan Yunheng grew up a lot.

"Feng Wuxin, how many years have I not seen you?"

"It's been a long time, so long that I forgot the time myself."

Feng Wuxin's words made Yan Yunheng laugh. Yes, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had forgotten the time.

The blood of the setting sun fell on Feng Wuxin's body. The woman in white, who was facing the light, seemed to be a lotus blooming in the bright red, so weird that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Yan Yunheng, sitting on the dragon chaise, walked down step by step, walked to Feng Wuxin, and looked down at the white woman in front of him, as if he was looking at Feng Wuxin like that winter.

But meeting again is many years later.

He is no longer the third prince of Yan State, and Feng Wuxin is no longer the Qiansheng Lady of Yan State.

"You have changed."

"The Emperor Yan has also changed."

Both of them have changed.

With the destruction of time and the polishing of time, everyone can no longer return to their original self.

Some are just memories.

But even reminiscing is in vain.

"I heard from the Old General Yuan that you came to me to discuss the affairs of Jiang State."

After a strange emotion in Yan Yunheng's eyes dissipated, he returned to the domineering and majesty of a monarch.

"I will help you fight back Jiang Guo."

Cold words echoed in the Weiyang Palace, and a pair of blood-colored eyes were covered with bloodthirsty smiles.

"Then I want to know what strategy you have to get rid of the enemy."

Yan Yunheng also had a smile in his eyes and looked at Feng Wuxin. Invisibly, the two reached a contract.

The night filled the capital of Yan State, and the faint moonlight shrouded the entire capital under a vast secluded area.

Feng Wuxin, who left the palace, stood in front of Qiansui Mansion. At this time, Qiansui Mansion had already become a desolate house.

Scenes of warm or sweet memories in front of me kept emerging, but scenes were broken again.

Feng Wuxin threw the torch in his hand into the courtyard. The weeds were ignited by the fire. The fire continued to spread and gradually swallowed the entire Qiansui Mansion.

In less than a moment, the fire that soared into the sky illuminated half of the night sky, and the burning fire reflected in the bloody eyes. The scenes of the past also disappeared with the fire snake.

"Master Feng, do we really want to help Emperor Yan attack Jiang Guo?"

"Help, hehe!"

Sneering, Feng Wuxin glanced at Qiansui Mansion for the last time, turned around and sank into the darkness. "I just want to make the world even more chaotic."
Chapter completed!