"Destroyed in my hands?" Feng Shaojin's eyes became more and more cold, and he asked word by word: "If I had known today, why would my father regret the marriage contract of the aristocratic family and insist on marrying my mother?
If the father hadn't done this in the past, the Feng family would not have fallen into such a situation, right?
Who actually destroyed the Feng family?
Isn't it father handsome you? "
"You...rebellious son... evil!" Feng Muyun clutched his chest, feeling that he could no longer breathe: "Without me and your mother, where did you come from!"
Feng Yichen kicked in the door, saw Feng Muyun who had already collapsed on the chair, quickly took out the medicine bottle and poured two pills into Feng Muyun's mouth, "Brother, are you really planning to piss off your father?" Handsome?"
Feng Shaojin clenched his fist hanging by his side, turned around and walked out.
"Stop him, ask someone to stop him for me!" Feng Muyun coughed out of breath: "It's against the sky, and he started to accuse me."
Feng Yichen supported Feng Muyun: "Father, let brother go."
"Be sure to stop him!" Feng Muyun pushed Feng Yichen away, and staggered to the stairs.
Feng Shaojin stood in the hall, heard the words, turned his head and glanced at Feng Muyun, with his hands behind his back, he walked out of the gate of the Governor's Mansion unimpeded.
When the two guards at the door heard Feng Muyun's order, they wanted to step forward to stop Feng Shaojin, but they were restrained by the guards behind them.
In this mansion, most of the guards have long been replaced by Feng Shaojin's people.
Feng Muyun didn't expect things to turn out like this, so he retreated a few steps dejectedly, if he hadn't been supported by Feng Yichen who was chasing him, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.
"When did this governor's mansion become like this?"
He is clearly the controller of the military governor's mansion. When did the guards in the mansion go out of his control?
This cognition will hit Mu Yun like a mourning concubine.
He still remembered that when Feng Shaoqing died and Feng Shaojin refused to marry He Jingshu, he imprisoned him effortlessly. Shaojin went to see Mo Lingwei.
Unexpectedly, in just over a year and less than two years, he couldn't even stop Feng Shaojin.
Sure enough, he did not misunderstand the person, this child is far above the rest of the Feng family regardless of his plans and means...
To him, the handsome seal is like nothing, just icing on the cake.
For a moment, Feng Muyun didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Feng Yichen supported Feng Muyun: "Father, go back to your room and rest."
Feng Muyun's voice suddenly seemed to be ten years older: "You already knew?"
Feng Yichen was noncommittal.
"Since you already knew it, why didn't you remind me?" Feng Muyun felt that he was betrayed by his two sons at the same time: "Even you help your brother to mess around?"
Feng Yichen sighed: "Father, whether you believe me or not, I have never intervened in the struggle for power in the Feng family, and I have never helped anyone in the contest between you and your brother."
In his heart, the health of his family is more important than anything else. If he hadn't taken care of Feng Muyun's body and the Feng family, he wouldn't have gotten involved in the relationship between Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei.
Feng Muyun wanted to say something else, but Feng Yichen said again: "Father, my brother also suffered a serious gunshot wound. From the beginning to the end, you never asked how he was injured."
Feng Muyun: "..."
Feng Muyun opened his mouth, but was speechless.
Spring went to summer, the plague disappeared, and the Orientals stationed on the border were ready to move again.
Mo Lingwei sat in the gazebo in the backyard, looking at the blooming flowers, bees and butterflies flying among the flowers, looking up at the blue sky, feeling more and more that this other courtyard is a gorgeous prison...