Chapter 314

Huoer angrily walked over and looked at the table full of delicacies, swallowing, "are these things delicious?"

"Delicious." Baize took up a dish and handed it to Huoer. "The palace maid said it's called West Lake silver fish soup. It's delicious. Try it!"

Huoer was not polite. He took it up and ate it. After two mouthfuls, he just smashed his mouth. "Although it's a lot worse than barbecue, it's OK."

"Well, try this braised deer tendon again!"

When the two little guys saw the delicious food, they forgot the nearby emperor Fu Yao.

Seeing that the two little guys were eating happily, she had to give them time to eat first.

"General Fu, you don't have to follow me. I'll take them away when Baize and Huoer finish eating."

Fu Jiu didn't say anything, but his actions showed that where she went, he would only go.

Emperor Fuyao jokingly said: "general Fu, it's no fun for you to follow me like this. You might as well go to Xichu to help your master."

Fu Jiu could hear a sour smell from this.

"In a word, don't follow me out of the palace. My emperor Fu Yao has hands and feet and will protect himself."

She is now an eight level warrior, and she has more than enough self-protection ability.

Fu Jiu still didn't speak.

Emperor Fu Yao didn't care about him, so he wandered in the small garden outside the hall.

"Fu Jiu..."

At this time, a clear and beautiful female voice came from behind. Emperor Fuyao looked at it, and a snow-white figure gradually came in from the door of the hall.

She is the snow Lord of the snow hall, the thousand snow girl Rong Ling said, the fiancee of yechongyuan.

Emperor Fu Yao took a look, then turned his head, went to the pavilion and sat down to enjoy the scenery.

Yan Qianxue saw emperor Fuyao in the garden as soon as she entered the palace gate. When she saw her gorgeous face, she could not help flashing a touch of jealousy.

What a beautiful woman!

"Snow master, what can I do for you?" Fu Jiu looks at Yan Qianxue.

Yan Qianxue walked slowly in front of him. His voice was not big or small, but it was enough for the emperor Fuyao in the pavilion beside him to hear.

"Why don't you see the night today? Do you know where he has gone?"

Women's voice is gentle and pleasant, with a trace of soft charm.

When a man listens to it, he will have a strong impulse to pity jade.

Fu Jiu's face was still cold. "The emperor went out of the palace to find medicine for the snow Lord."

"Oh..." Yan Qianxue sighed, as if with regret, "I made my favorite meal at night, but it's a pity. Fu Jiu, I don't know how long it will take for ye to come back? "

Fu nine truthfully back: "short is a few days, more is a month."

"Well, I'll wait for the night. No matter how long it is, I'll wait." Yan Qianxue smiles gently.

The tone, like a new wife waiting for her husband to come back, was full of sweetness.

In the pavilion.

Emperor Fuyao heard the conversation clearly.

As a woman, she could not hear Yan Qianxue's love for yechongyuan.

When Yan Qianxue was about to leave, he specially looked back at the direction of the pavilion, and outlined a touch of light satisfaction in the corner of his mouth.

No matter who you are and how pretty you are, the night can only belong to Yan Qianxue!

Not long after Yan Qianxue left, Emperor Fuyao didn't want to sit down.

I just feel a burst of inexplicable irritability in my heart.

She got up, strode back to the temple, and called Baize and Huoer to set out for nanxuan.

Huoer immediately turned into the real body of the dark flame Huofeng.

Emperor fuliao jumped in the air and flew between the wings of Huofeng, then Baize followed.

When Fu Jiugang wanted to lift his breath, he heard the voice of refusal, "general Fu, please give the huopeng beast to Changsheng. See you later. Goodbye!"

Dark flame Phoenix wings, flying high, leaving a faint line of fire in the sky.

"This wench, don't treat me so much?" Fu Jiu gave a bitter smile. He always felt that what he said when he entered the palace was counterproductive.

The dark flame Phoenix flies out from Beicha palace, which has attracted many people's attention.

Especially Yan Qianxue, when she saw that the dark flame Phoenix was flying out of the palace she had just come out of, her face could not help changing, "is the warrior who tames the dark flame Phoenix the gorgeous woman just now?"

She suddenly felt like she was facing the enemy!

……

Fengfu.

In recent days, the traditional Chinese medicine hip bath makes fengling'er miserable, so that her skin will become the color of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Dad, ling'er really can't stand it!" The wind spirit son really can't stand, then go to beg the wind to shake the sky, "father, you quickly let grandfather come back!"

Feng Zhentian was also very upset, but he was helpless in the face of his baby daughter. "Ling'er, your grandfather went to Xichu to find dongfangji. If he didn't cure his eyes, he won't come back. Just bear it any longer."

"Daddy Feng ling'er is crying and crying.

"Feiyu, take your sister back to the room. Don't let her run around." So as not to infect the family.The second half of the sentence was not uttered.

Feng Feiyu frowned and put on his mask and gloves. After he was armed, he dared to pull Feng linger forward.

"Even my brother hates ling'er, doesn't he?" Wind spirit son see armed after the wind fly Yu, directly angry cry.

"Brother used to love ling'er the most. Why are you afraid of ling'er now? Ling'er is a person, a miss of Feng family, not a disgusting thing!"

Because of the willow disease, she took a sitz bath with traditional Chinese medicine every day. There are rumors in the house.

No matter family members or servants, they would stay away from her.

Has always been the apple of the eye of the wind, how can she stand this grievance?

"No, no, how can I dislike ling'er? It's just that this is an extraordinary time, and necessary protective measures are still needed." Feng Feiyu explained awkwardly.

He held out his hand, carefully grasped Feng ling'er's arm, and then painstakingly said: "ling'er, my father still has affairs in the court. We'd better not disturb my father."

"Excuse! It's all excuses! " The wind spirit son angrily cries out.

The more the wind shook the sky, the more agitated he was. He simply got up and left.

"Vomit -"

suddenly, Feng ling'er retches.

Feng Feiyu immediately ran away in fear that she would spit out some bacteria.

"Ouch Feng ling'er retches again.

"What's the matter?" The wind stopped and asked with a gloomy face.

The wind spirit son complexion is pale, the small hand claps chest and says painfully: "elder brother, I want to eat some sour pressure, a pressure nausea, you find some sour plum for the spirit son?"

"Well, you wait!" Feng Feiyu turns around and goes.

Fengzhentian pulls fengfeiyu and whispers a word before letting him go.

"Ling'er, how long have you been vomiting?" Asked the wind before it shook the sky.

He remembered that when his wife was pregnant with Feiyu, she was so retching every day.

"It's been a few days, but I've vomited more frequently these days." Feng ling'er said with a pale little face, "but it's nothing. Just eat some acid and press it. Er Dad, why do you look so ugly? "

The wind shook the sky, his face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

Until Feng Feiyu came with a plate of sour plums and the doctor, he said, "old Feng, please have a look at the little girl. What's the matter?"