Chapter 2631

Hearing that Mrs. Mo was pregnant, Young Marshal Mo has been organizing the Feng family army in the south, running around for the people's livelihood, and has never spared time to be by Mrs. Mo's side.

Mrs. Mo had to take care of the Marshal's Mansion of Nuo Da, as well as run her own property, etc. She was overworked and her child was born prematurely, so she canceled the child's full moon banquet, and did not put on a big banquet...

It seems that in the south without the Feng family, after the war was pacified, the lives of the people began to become stable and prosperous again. Mo Lingyuan also lived up to the entrustment and did not disappoint the Feng family's voluntary abdication.

Feng Yichen's original decision and everything he paid were worth it.

Feng Shaojin read very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance, hurriedly skipped these irrelevant information, casually threw aside the newspaper he had read, and picked up the next one...

Seeing that Feng Shaojin was immersed in the content of these newspapers and was about to withdraw, Feng Shaojin called out, "Do you know how to read?"

"know."

"Divide these newspapers into two, put the newspapers related to me and the He family on the left, and put the newspapers that have nothing to do with me and the He family on the right..." Feng Shaojin didn't raise his head. Open your mouth.

"Yes." Start sorting these newspapers quickly.

Until the night falls, the lights come on.

Feng Shaojin looked at the thick stack of newspapers he had read, and the more he read, the more irritable he became.

Feng Yichen couldn't help but came over and knocked on the door: "Brother, you didn't have dinner, I brought you some supper, at least eat something so you don't get hungry."

Feng Shaojin threw the newspaper and opened the door.

Feng Yichen held the tray, which was bland porridge.

Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair and walked out, "I don't want to eat porridge, I have no appetite."

"The kitchen still has the meals you like to eat on weekdays." Feng Yichen followed behind Feng Shaojin: "I heard that you asked Congyi to collect a lot of old newspapers from Yuncheng, do you want to see what you used to eat in the city?" What exactly is Yuncheng under the control of the Feng family?"

Feng Shaojin was in a bad mood and didn't bother to say anything.

The two went to the restaurant together without speaking in a tacit understanding.

Seeing the two people coming in, the guard immediately brought up the hot food.

After taking his seat, Feng Yichen took mouthfuls of the bland porridge that Feng Shaojin despised with a spoon, and looked up at the man opposite him from time to time.

The man looked stern, as if suppressing a thin layer of anger.

Holding the chopsticks, Feng Shaojin chewed a few mouthfuls of the sweet rice, but felt that the taste was as hard to swallow as chewing wax.

Looking at Feng Shaojin's appearance, Feng Yichen panicked. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't figure out why he felt so heavy after reading the contents of those newspapers.

He didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, and he didn't dare to ask.

Feng Shaojin suddenly threw the chopsticks in his hand, and the chopsticks landed on the white porcelain bowl, making a slight crisp sound, Feng Yichen's eyelids twitched, and he looked up at Feng Shaojin.

Feng Shaojin stared at Feng Yichen with deep eyes, "My fiancee is He Jingshu, the eldest lady of the He family?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen first chopped up everyone in the He family except He Wenhao in his heart, and nodded: "Yes."

Feng Shaojin sneered: "You mean, the eldest lady of the He family is not only the fiancée chosen for me by the seniors of the Feng family, but also a woman I particularly like?"

Feng Yichen was silent for a moment, then continued to nod: "Yes."

Feng Shaojin snorted softly, "That is to say, the eldest lady of the He family clearly has a sweetheart, but her sweetheart is still seen as a plaything in the fireworks and willow alley, and later he turned to the Orientals as a spy. beast?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen felt guilty!