Chapter 459

Du Wenluo said faintly, "the days are indeed enviable, but he will be twenty in another year, and there is no Ji concubine..." Du Wenluo's words came to an end.

This makes Bai Wenjing wonder. What happened when she was twenty?

However, this also verified Feng Qi's age. However, a 19-year-old boy took the position of general. He was really a rare good boy. Unfortunately, he didn't know why. He didn't go to the battlefield or be a general.

Bai Wenjing thought to herself, is it related to her family?

Now, unfortunately, she lives next door to her house.

Bai Wenjing couldn't help thinking whether the holy master knew her husband's life experience and deliberately let general Feng Qifeng live next door to her house for fear that he would be unfaithful?

After all, today's emperor is not the old emperor's own son, and no matter how the old emperor's own son died at that time, Bai Wenjing pondered that the matter must not be as simple as the rumor. He died of infirmity or accident, but a bloody storm.

So when Bai Wenjing thought about it, she always felt that her back was cold. If the emperor thought they were a thorn in the eye, wouldn't it be a minute to pull them out?

For a moment, Bai Wenjing hurriedly echoed, "yes, the general is young, but according to his age, there should be a concubine, but what about general Feng's family?"

Du Wenluo gave her a resentful look. Instead of focusing on the second half of the sentence, he asked her, "do you think the general should have a concubine? Why do men have to start a family? In fact, it's just fine."

After saying a word to himself, he sighed: "my general has no family, only one master, but master travels all over the world all the year round. Now he has disappeared for several years. Master said, my general is robbed and can't live for 20 years..."

This sentence makes Bai Wenjing understand why Du Wenluo has a grudge. Originally, he was worried that his general would not live long. At the moment, he also wanted to comfort Du Wenluo and said, "I think your general must live a long life. People practicing martial arts are in good health. Your general is disease-free and painless. Maybe his Shifu is not sure."

Du Wenluo looked at her like a fool and said, "my general's master is a divine operator. He can calculate everything. My general has been weak and sick since childhood. Thanks to his master's change of life, he can live to the present. Otherwise, he would have been a man three feet tall."

When Du Wenluo said this, he lifted his sleeve and wiped his tears: "you said, why is he so miserable? If he doesn't accept one or two concubines, won't there be no successor?"

Seeing Du Wenluo so injured, Bai Wenjing suddenly doesn't know what to do.

Seriously, she can comfort girls not to cry, but she can comfort an old man... She really can't.

At the moment, he just whispered, "don't cry. An old man is crying. It's really ugly. Besides, his master said that he can't live until he's 20. He doesn't have to die when he's 20. What if he's ahead of time?"

Upon hearing this, Du Wenluo cried even more.

Bai Wenjing also realized that she had said something wrong. She was not comforting. She obviously sprinkled salt on other people's wounds.

So when this sentence was said, Du Wenluo sobbed directly.

And Feng Qi's boxing is over here. Bai Wenjing sees this and knows the relationship between the two. At the moment, she doesn't dare to stay any longer. She raises her skirt and goes out.

Isn't it delicious for her to eat sesame cakes at home? What are you doing here.

After drinking another bowl of water at home, Bai Wenjing locked the door.

Thinking about finding a painter to copy more portraits of the man today, Bai Wenjing got up to explore the box. However, when the box was opened, the sketch in it was empty, which made Bai Wenjing stunned.

She remembered that she had put it here before. How could it disappear?

Is it a mistake? Or how many children are gone?

Bai Wenjing hurriedly rummaged around at home. However, after rummaging hard, she didn't copy any trace.

The sketch disappeared out of thin air.

Bai Wenjing felt a little discouraged. You know, when she drew this sketch yesterday, she spent three hours, and her arms were sour. She was afraid to miss a trace of details. If she drew it again, she would have to find the system again to exchange the pictures, not to mention wasting time.

So Bai Wenjing had a headache at the thought of these, and then thought of Xue Xiaohua's fate. She didn't dare to stay at home and paint all the time, so she just went out of the door.

Since the man is in this town, as long as she goes out every day, she doesn't believe she can't find the man.

Besides, although she doesn't know the back story, she knows the front story. She has to find the man to change the story before Xiaohua contacts the man for the second time.

Since the butterfly effect can change so many other things, then later things must be able to change.

Walking around at will, Bai Wenjing unknowingly walks to the mahjong hall just opened by Bai Zheng.

In front of the door is still a big white sieve hanging there, which is particularly eye-catching. Although there are few doors, you can see it when you go to the door. It turns out that it is full of people.

Bai Wenjing couldn't help but stop and stare. There were not many people playing cards in it. Looking at it, there were only four tables. However, there were not a few onlookers. One by one, regardless of the pain of the standing legs, they held a hot tea bowl in their hands, stretched their necks and took a sip of hot tea. That look should be learning.

Compared with the noisy gambling houses before, the mahjong hall is very quiet. Occasionally, there is a cry of cannons, in exchange for bursts of cheers.

Bai Wenjing is very pleased. It seems that the business here is not much different from what she expected. As long as Bai Zhenggang keeps the business safely and lives a good life, Niu Xueqin will be particularly happy if she doesn't have any trouble. Will she be able to save herself from danger if she robs the 15th?

Thinking, Bai Zhenggang in the room had seen her with sharp eyes and immediately shouted, "sister! Sister!"

Having said that, he came out of the gambling house, smiled and said, "sister, why don't you go in?"

Bai Wenjing said, "there are many people inside. I'm just passing by to have a look. I'm relieved to see that your business here is good."

Bai Zhenggang scratched his scalp and said with a smile, "it's all your credit, sister. Sister, what would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you. I tell you, lotus likes sour. I like to eat sour prunes, packets by packets, so my teeth are going to fall."

"Sour girl."