When the housekeeper saw fengqingyao, he was also surprised. He nodded his head and said, "is the injury of the princess good?"
Feng Qing Yao's mouth was smiling and nodded to him, "I'm almost OK. Is Ling Wang there? Or is Qiushui still in Dali temple with him? "
When asked about Feng Xuanyi, the housekeeper's expression was the same as that of Xia Zhu. After a moment's silence, he said, "the Lord and the young master are resting in the room now."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyao frowns a little. Feng Xuan is never sleepy. For example, he should not be resting when he is on the third pole today.
Thinking about this, she still smiles at the housekeeper and goes to Feng Xuanyi's room.
These days, he and Li Qiushui are basically in Dali temple, so there must be a reason why he didn't go back to his residence.
His courtyard is particularly quiet, the path is deep, and there are luxuriant trees planted on both sides. Walking towards it, you can only feel refreshed when you look up at the tree.
Pushing open the door, fengqingyao walked in. The room was full of the fragrance of Zhilan. Except for a pear blossom table and a bed, there was no other thing to know.
It's simple but elegant. Seeing Feng Xuanyi breathing evenly on the bed, Feng Qingyao's movements are lighter. It seems that he is really tired. Even when he breaks into his room, he doesn't respond.
He crept close to the bed. Fengqingyao squatted on one side, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him. Her bright eyes were tightly closed, but she felt cold.
All of a sudden, Feng Xuan also raised her hand and held her outstretched wrist. She was startled by his action. Feng Qingyao called softly and saw the people on the bed open their eyes.
"Xuanyi, it's me." Seeing that a layer of murderous air appeared in his eyes, Feng Qingyao explained busily, and wanted to draw his hand back.
Sure enough, he saw that the person in front of him was fengqingyao. The murderous spirit in Fengmu disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was helpless and gentle.
"Why don't you take good care of your family and come to the Li family to do something?" The tone is low, revealing a bit doting, Feng Xuan also Feng Mou tiny MI, pick to ask a way toward her: "do you miss me?"
He said that he was on his mind. Feng Qingyao blushed slightly, turned her lips and said, "I'm just curious about what you're busy with these days. Even Haoyu hasn't returned to lingwangfu these days."
At the thought that Xia Zhu hasn't practiced martial arts for three days in a row, Feng Qingyao frowns a little. Haoyu is Feng Xuan's own man. Now even he has been recalled to work. It's conceivable that Feng Xuan's case is so intractable.
Listen to her to ask this, seal Xuan also Mou color is tiny heavy, passed for a while, just a voice way: "is not what big matter, just a little tired."
The voice is really mixed with a bit of fatigue. Fengqingyao looks at him heartily, pours a glass of water from the table and brings it to him. Unexpectedly, he is stirred by the corner of his clothes, and the whole person is planted on Feng Xuanyi.
A hand pestle on his chest, haven't had time to feel his hot temperature, then listen to him stuffy hum a, Feng Qing Yao quickly raised his head, only to find that his face is so pale.
Forehead leaching a thin layer of sweat, thin lips die of pursed, as if suffering great pain.
Feng Qingyao saw his appearance, frowned and pulled open his white coat.
It's Scarlet.
There was a white bandage hanging on the chest. The white bandage was stained with blood, and large areas of blood spread, which was extremely charming.
"When did it happen and who hurt you?" His hands trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to touch them again. Feng Qingyao's eyes sank and saw that he was hurt so badly that his whole body could not be covered any more.
In this way, it's like a dream in which thousands of arrows pierce the heart under the wall.
After coughing two times, Feng Xuan also bent over. His face was pale and frightening, but he still forced his eyes to look at Feng Qingyao and raised his lips to her with a smile. "It's not in the way. It's just some minor injuries."
"Stop talking. I'll call for Fuliu." Thinking of Fu Liu, Feng Qingyao seems to have caught the backbone and is about to leave, but she is pulled back by him.
Caught off guard, fengqingyao is unstable. Once again, she is pulled into her arms by Fengxuan. Her shoulder is touched by scarlet. She is obviously aware of Fengxuan's tremor.
"Don't look for it. She diagnosed me the day before yesterday. She can recover after a good rest for a few days." The voice is close to her ear, such as comforting her, Feng Xuan also goes on to say: "you are not easy to come, then stay."
For fear that she would touch his wound again, fengqingyao was angry and afraid, so she could only curl up in his arms. No wonder this morning she wanted to visit Feng Xuanyi, but Xiazhu would not allow her. They knew that she was the only one in the dark.
After taking a deep breath and calming her mood, Feng Qingyao asked in a voice, "who caused this injury?" She must make the man pay back a hundred times.
The big hand reached up to her forehead, and the palm of her hand was cool, which dispelled her anger. Feng Xuan sighed, "the emperor ordered me to thoroughly investigate the case of grain and rates corruption a few days ago."
Hearing him mention this, Feng Qingyao's eyes darkened. Even if she stayed at home, she knew that corruption was always a common occurrence, and the source of this corruption was the king of northern Yan.Feng Xuanye's brother, who holds an important position in the imperial court, is also known as a prince. But he is not satisfied. He is greedy for the money to save his life. In the past years, all these things have passed with one eye closed. I think this time, he has gone too far.
But Feng Tianchen is also a shrewd man. He even sent Feng Xuan to deal with this matter. Dali temple is famous for its selflessness. In addition, Feng Xuan's decisiveness falls into his hands, and the king of northern Yan will not die.
"This wound It was made by the people under the command of King Beiyan Thinking of this, fengqingyao's eyes were dim, and she was staring at his eyes, trying to see the answer.
Feng Xuan was also silent for a while, nodded and shook his head, "it's related to him, but it's not his people."
In a word, Feng Qingyao was confused. Looking at her confused appearance, Feng Xuan also gave a light smile, and then became depressed. "That day, I sent someone to release the news that I found evidence of his corruption and wanted to blow him up, but I didn't expect that the person who came was the first general of Ningguo."
When it comes to Ningguo and the first general, Fengqing Yao's fierce shock, the first general really bears the name. At the age of eight, he went to the battlefield with his father and killed the enemy. At the age of thirteen, his father died. He led 8000 men and horses to fight against 50000 troops and fight back the encirclement for Ningguo. Because of that battle, he became famous as a young man and became the first general of Ningguo.