"Princess Yuwen brought me here, I just drank a cup of tea."

Feng Wuxin pushed all the responsibilities to Yu Wenjing'er, just like when Yu Wenjing'er pushed all the responsibilities to Feng Wuxin six years ago.

Yu Wen Jing'er looked at Feng Wuxin with a gloomy face. She actually saw a hint of panic in Feng Wuxin's eyes, as if she was arrested for doing something wrong.

In the end, the two were caught by their respective people.

"Gu Yunya Yancangzhou."

Jiang Moyi called out the two of them, and the coldness in Danfeng's eyes continued to emerge.

"I don't want to see my wife appear in a place of low-class fireworks."

Faced with Jiang Moyi's warning, Gu Yunya still half-closed her eyes and replied to Jiang Moyi with neither light nor heavy words.

"I'd like to rest assured about this, and I'd like to ask Emperor Jiang to worry about this. I'll be responsible for the unintentional matters and the third prince will naturally deal with them."

After the words came, Gu Yunya turned around and left, leaving only Yancangzhou and Jiang Moyi to fight against each other.

"Just Gu Yunya said, your current identity is the emperor of Jiang State, and no longer the Eunuch Mo of Yan State."

The two identities are very different. A warning word echoed in the night, and Yancangzhou turned around and entered the inn.

No one saw what the expression in Jiang Moyi's eyes was, but the constant coldness showed the man's mood.

No hurry.

So what if Gu Yunya and Yancangzhou are by his wife?

After all, the wife is his wife and the only queen of Jiang Guo.

A smile was outlined at the corner of the lips, and the smile was gloomy and full of fun. Invisibly, the breath of a conspiracy gradually spread and filled the night.

In the inn.

Feng Wuxin, who had just returned to the inn, made an excuse to get tired, fell down on the bed and fell asleep.

Looking at the woman who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, Gu Yunya just sighed, so that Yancangzhou Hu Yanjue and others could leave the room.

Listening to the conversations of the people outside the door, Feng Wuxin opened his eyes.

She didn't do anything too much, she just went to have tea and chat. As for how to mobilize all the troops?

Feng Wuxin's actions seemed to her to be fine, but it was indeed a very shocking thing for Gu Yunya, Yancangzhou Hu Yanjue.

After all, three sound men are around, and their beloved women have to go to the men's hall to have a romantic and happy life, which is related to the dignity of men. They cannot bear it, and they must not bear it.

The next day, the Day of the Gods.

The Festival of Gods in the desert is equivalent to the Spring Festival in Yan State.

On the grand and grand festival of the Gods, the people in the desert put on colorful clothes and painted festive makeup to celebrate the joy of the gods who gave them the harvest.

On this day, people will walk on the streets and worship the gods in the sky with their most pious hearts, praying for a good and healthy life in the coming year.

The night shrouded the Modu.

A large ship was wandering on the artificial lake in Modu. Feng Wuxin leaned obliquely on the pole of the deck, his legs rippling on the edge of the fence, allowing the wind to blow on his face.

On the lake, lanterns floated over, and the lanterns were filled with blessings of prayers.

A pair of blood-red eyes looked at the lanterns floating in the lake, and the moonlight was reflected in the eyes, which was so beautiful that it made people forget themselves.

"Guess what the Feng Lord is thinking?"

Monk Ato and others who were drinking in the cabin fell on Feng Wuxin's body. Judging from the back, Master Feng must have something to do.

Could it be because of yesterday? Perhaps it was because of Emperor Jiang. After leaving the Men's Hall yesterday, Gu's family and the third prince looked very unhappy, especially the Emperor Jiang's expression. And the tone seemed to be the first time Master Feng visited the Men's Hall. It seemed that he had a criminal record, which reminded Master Feng about six years ago.

Things about life.

"From yesterday's expression, it is very likely that the head of the Gu family will become a husband."

The monk once again put all his bets on Gu Yunya, but Ato still believed that Yancangzhou was more likely to become a righteous husband. After all, one was in charge of the inside and the other was in charge of the outside, and the person who was in charge of the outside needed to be stronger. Yancangzhou was the third prince of Yan State.

Therefore, Atto still said that the bet was on Yancangzhou, and always believed that the person who became the phoenix master's husband was always Yancangzhou.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing."

Han Qing had to kindly remind everyone that when discussing the Fengzhu’s husband, don’t forget Jiang Moyi.

After spending time together, everyone revealed that Jiang Moyi's feelings for the Fengzhu can be said to be extremely favored. As a man and the master of the Jiang Kingdom, if we eliminate the incidents of our lives six years ago, the candidate for the Fengzhu's wife is undoubtedly Jiang Moyi.

Now, although the Feng Lord became like this, it had a direct relationship with Jiang Moyi, they could feel that the Feng Lord still had Jiang Moyi's existence in his heart.

It is not impossible to say that two people have reconciled.

"There is no possibility. According to the character of Fengzhu, I will never forgive everything that Emperor Jiang did. After all, the death of Xiahou Lie and Fengzhu's children was caused by Jiang Moyi."

When Lijiang mentioned Xiahou Lie and Fengzhu's children, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Yes, if it were Xiahou Lie's problems, it might be okay, but if a woman's child dies at the hands of the man she trusts most, it would be a bit difficult to deal with.

If they were women, they would not forgive Jiang Moyi.

But the same thing is said, they are not blind, and they can see clearly the eyes and expressions of Master Feng when treating Jiang Moyi. Although it is very strong, how can they hate him if they don’t love him anymore?

"Why."

The monk sighed.

What is most sad in this world is the love between men and women.

The word love entangles so many infatuated men and women, and causes so much love, hate, and separation in the world.

It is obvious that they are lovers, but they cannot be together in the end. This helpless entanglement lies in the hearts of several people. Even if the Buddhas come, they cannot solve this problem.

"By the way, have you had a very strange feeling recently?"

After the monk was muttering that the emotions of men and women were the most complicated things in this world, he couldn't help but talk about the strange things he felt recently.

Perhaps because he had been meditating for a long time on weekdays, he could feel a little unusual feeling, and I wonder if others could feel it.

"What does it feel like? What's so strange."

Ato drank a large glass of wine and asked the monk in confusion.

"I can't say it, I always feel like we're being followed. Can you feel Silvermane?"

The monk turned around and asked the silver mane lying beside him. The silver mane's wolf eyes were half-closed, and the deep meaning in his eyes became deeper, as if answering the monk's question.

"Being followed?" When the monk finished speaking, the eyes of more than thirty people became cold.
Chapter completed!