C168

Lunch and wine had been prepared in the marshal's tent.

However, Feng Wei had long seen Shen Ling Jue carrying a jar of wine from the carriage. Thinking about it, the two of them had brought it with them thousands of miles, so naturally it was meant for their father-in-law.

The moment Feng Wei opened the seal, the fragrance of the wine assaulted his nose and filled his heart.

"This is the best aged flower wine!"

Feng Wei laughed. Lowering his head, he saw that there was a large tiger whip soaking in the wine. It was also very fresh and fresh, causing him to be extremely surprised.

Normally, the medicine stores would have been air-dried, so they were naturally not as fresh as this.

Only after asking did he find out that Shen Lingjue and Feng Ning Yan met a big tiger on the road and killed it and cut it off on the spot.

"Well done! I didn't expect you two kids to kill a tiger and eat it. This wine is good wine, tiger skin is good skin, and there's even the best daughter and young master in the world! "

He was extremely pleased with himself. Looking at how Shen Ling nodded his head without stopping, he thought to himself that he did not choose the wrong husband for his daughter.

Feng Ning Yan hurriedly squeezed between the two of them. "Dad, let's be clear with our words. The tiger was killed by us, but our daughter personally cut this tiger whip to honor you …"

Feng Wei casually waved his hand, "Sigh, is this girl muddleheaded or not? What do you mean by 'his'? Husband and wife are one family, not to mention two families. Your filial piety, I will accept it."

Saying that, he invited Shen Ling Jue to sit.

Feng Ningyan pouted and complained, "You're still saying that women are born extroverted, you're obviously father extroverted."

"Tut!" Feng Wei glared at her. "You prodigal girl, your highness Prince Yu is filial to your father. Don't tell me he doesn't love you?" Your father likes this young master. What's wrong, do you really hope that your father and your husband will be at odds when they meet? "

When Feng Ning Yan heard this, she resentfully sat down. "But isn't your bias a little too obvious …"

While the father and daughter duo bickered, Shen Ling Jue who was watching from the side found it extremely funny.

Although he was a prince, he was still unwilling to sit on the throne and gave the throne to Feng Wei. "In the army, there is no distinction between high and low. As a marshal, your father-in-law should be seated at the head of the table.

Feng Wei did not hesitate any longer and sat in the main seat, while Shen Ling Jue and Feng Ning Yan sat in the lower left seat.

Afterwards, Feng Ning Yan asked someone to present the tiger skin to her father.

Feng Wei liked it a lot. After thinking about it, he didn't know how to place it, so he ordered people to use the tiger skin as a screen.

When the tiger skin screen was finished, Feng Wei placed it behind the commander's seat.

Feng Ning Yan proudly shook her head at Shen Ling Jue: "How is it, do you know your father as well as daughter? "I said that the tiger skin should be a screen to show everyone its might, and it should be able to shake my military might!"

Seeing Feng Wei standing in front of his desk with his hands on his hips and admiring the tiger skin screen, Shen Ling Jue couldn't help but bitterly smile.

"As expected of a tiger father, but a dog woman." Father and daughter shared the same taste.

When Feng Wei saw Feng Ningyan and Shen Ling Jue, he drank a few more cups of wine. He was in high spirits and passed the matter of training to the deputy general, while he personally accompanied Shen Ling Jue on his patrol.

They looked at the infantry battalion, then at the cavalry battalion, then at the firearm battalion, then at the water camp.

Feng Wei told Shen Ling Jue about the results of his recent preparations. He was exceptionally proud of himself, like a child showing off his treasures.

Feng Ningyan was naturally very familiar with all of this, so she followed behind her father and Shen Ling Jue without disturbing them.

Watching the evening fall, Feng Wei still had endless words to say to Shen Ling Jue.

At this moment, Feng Ningyan's legs were as soft as noodles, but she didn't dare to say it out. She was afraid that her father would notice that she had been tormented until her legs had gone limp because of the bed candles.

Shen Ling Jue felt his heart ache as he said to Feng Wei, "Father-in-law, the wangfei twisted her leg while walking on the road, so I'm afraid that she might be a little uncomfortable. This duke will send her back to the tent to rest first, and then we'll talk to Father-in-law."

Hearing that his daughter had sprained her ankle, Feng Wei couldn't help but be anxious, "Yan'Er, why are you so careless? A person who came from a martial arts background could actually twist his ankle? "Let Father see if it's serious or not. I'm afraid it might hurt your bones, so you can't go up on stage." She was about to grab her daughter's ankle.

Feng Ningyan quickly dodged and stammered, "I didn't …" "Daddy, don't worry about how serious it is. You'll be fine after a night's rest."

Shen Ling Jue looked at her and smiled. He held her horizontally as he said to Feng Wei, "Father-in-law, you don't have to worry. I'll send the wangfei back to rest right now."

As she spoke, she ignored Feng Ningyan's awkwardness and carried her just like that, passing through many campgrounds and entering the tent under the gaze of the crowd.

The soldiers all looked at the two of them, as if their gazes were glued onto them. They all sighed with emotion.

Shen Ling Jue placed Feng Ning Yan on the bed and squatted down to gently massage her legs.

Feng Ning Yan was constantly being pinched by his hand. His heart couldn't help but flutter as he hurriedly held his hand. "I'll knead it myself …"

Shen Ling Jue saw that she was still blushing like last night. He couldn't help smiling as he caressed her cheeks. "Thank you, my wife. It seems that your husband should be more gentle in the future …"

Feng Ning Yan kicked him. "Hurry up and leave, go speak with my father, let me have some peace and quiet!"

Shen Ling Jue pursed his lips into a smile: "Mn, I'll be going. Have a good rest and recover my energy." "When I come back, I'll love you."

"Keep talking nonsense!" Feng Ning grabbed the pillow and was about to hit him.

Shen Ling Jue dodged aside, looking at the situation in the tent, he couldn't help but frown.

The environment here was naturally not as comfortable as in the capital, nor as comfortable as in the Hot Springs Courtyard. Even though he knew Feng Ning Yan was used to it, he couldn't bear to see her suffer even a little bit.

He comforted Feng Ningyan and laid her down to sleep, then walked out of the tent. He instructed the guards outside the door that the wangfei was resting and should not be disturbed.

He was not familiar with the current situation in the southern territory, and it was also his first time on the battlefield, so he had too many things to discuss with Feng Wei, so he returned to the Commander's Tent.

Feng Wei and Shen Ling Jue, from the military intelligence of the Southern Wilderness to the situation in the imperial court, from Feng Ning Yan's little temper to her ascension to the throne, with endless words, they became more and more spirited. They took out their treasured wine, letting others prepare some side dishes for them, drinking while chatting.

Shen Ling Jue wasn't the least bit tired either, thus, the two of them carried on their conversation until dawn.

Feng Ning Yan slept until she woke up in the middle of the night. When she saw that she was hugging a pillow, she realised that Shen Ling Jue hadn't come back yet.

She looked at the empty half of the bed and actually felt a little uncomfortable.

However, she knew that he was definitely discussing with Feng Wei how to deal with the Southern Wilderness. With her father and husband's plans, she rarely had time for leisure like this.

The next day, the sky was bright. Only then did Feng Ningyan wake up from her sleep.

She put on the blue and silver armor she usually wore, and like a commonly used silver hairpin, she tied up her hair. Dressed in a handsome military uniform, she walked towards the marshal's tent.

Who would have thought that Shen Ling Jue and Feng Wei had not dispersed yet? Drinking one jar of wine, drinking a few pots of tea, and even standing in front of the sand table excitedly, pointing and talking about military matters.

When Feng Ningyan walked in and saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile.

"The two of you are too focused on discussing soldiers, have you forgotten about me? How could there be a father like that who kidnapped his son-in-law and left his daughter in an empty room? "