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Hearing this, Hong Li's heart was slightly bitter, but he did not express it. Instead, a faint smile rose on his face, and he answered with absolute certainty: "Yes."

"Thank you brother." At this moment, other than saying thank you, Feng Wuyou really didn't know what he should say to elder brother to express his gratitude.

Hong Li smiled lovingly: "Silly girl, you're being so courteous with your brother. Let's go, I'll send you back."

"Yes."

Just as the two of them entered the courtyard, Feng Wuyou was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Two rows of young and beautiful maidservants were standing in the courtyard. They were all dressed in the same clothes, with the same hair and the same smiles on their faces. At this time, they were all holding a tray in their hands, which was decorated with shining dresses. From the main hall of Feng Wuyou's courtyard to the outside.

As for Feng Wuyou's wet nurse, Yun Rong, she was currently fastidiously inspecting the items on the tray.

Seeing that Feng Wuyou had returned, everyone bowed and greeted him, then spoke in unison, "Welcome, young miss."

Such a respectful look, as if they were welcoming a Empress Dowager, scared Feng Wuyou greatly. Almost reflexively, she took a step back and rammed into Hong Li's body, and with his support, she stopped and looked at Yun Rong suspiciously: "Nanny, what are they doing?"

Yun Rong glanced at the servants in luxurious clothing, her face was full of smiles: "These are all women who made young miss's wedding wedding dress, the clothes are for young miss to choose from, let's go in and choose." Saying that, she walked forward and dragged Feng Wuyou inside.

Feng Wuyou was dragged into the courtyard by Yun Rong, and upon seeing the young and beautiful maids standing in front of him, as well as the bright and colorful gowns in their hands, she was so frightened that she could barely speak. Let them go back first, I won't choose anymore. " I'm not f * cking going to get married, pick a f * cking wedding dress!

"Why not?" Yun Rong paused, and looked at Feng Wuyou doubtfully.

Feng Wuyou also did not know how to explain things to Yun Rong, so she could only look at Hong Li with a pleading gaze. Upon receiving Feng Wuyou's pleading gaze, Hong Li immediately took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Mother, Wuyou was originally injured, and now that you're tired, let her rest well. Let them send these dresses to my courtyard, let me choose."

After hearing Hong Li's words, Yun Rong's good impression of him increased a lot, and immediately, she no longer asked for more. She waved to the maidservants outside, "Send the wedding dress to the Eldest Young Master's courtyard."

"Yes, Senior Servant Rong." The little girls replied in unison, and then two people lined up and left Feng Wuyou's courtyard. Her face was calm, but her heart was filled with excitement.

Young Master was not only handsome and rich, but also talented. He could not even be bothered to pick the wedding dress, it was so gentle and considerate!

A long group of people carrying wedding dress passed through the courtyard and headed towards the courtyard Hong Li resided in. Yun Rong was at the back of the crowd. After arranging the residences of Mo Xi and Xiao Lie, Lv Luo brought Mo Xi to familiarize with the courtyard's environment. Coincidentally, they came across a rather spectacular scene.

Mo Xi's expression was almost no different from Feng Wuyou's. They were all dumbstruck and asked in surprise: "Lv Luo, what are they doing?" Why did he feel like the clothes they were carrying were very luxurious!

Lv Luo looked at the group of people and instantly recognized that the group was the embroidery mother who had made the clothes for Feng Wuyou. She chuckled and said, "They are all embroidery ladies who made the clothes for Young Miss, and in their hands, are wedding dress s that were specially made for Young Miss's wedding."

"So many!" Mo Xi looked at the woman who walked past with a face full of envy, and sighed in heartfelt admiration at the perfection of Feng Wuyou's life. In Mo Xi's heart, he deeply felt that as a woman, she must wear an inexhaustible set of clothes. An inexhaustible supply of silver, could only be considered to be complete, and Feng Wuyou was the only woman who had ever seen a person who was complete.

It was only after twenty odd times that Mo Xi finally regained his senses. He grabbed onto the main point in Lv Luo's words, and looked at Lv Luo with a disbelieving expression: "You said that this is the wedding dress that married Feng Wuyou, and she's going to get married soon?" If Feng Wuyou was going to get married, why didn't she hear a single sound during this whole journey?

Most importantly, didn't Feng Wuyou share the same feelings as the Regent?

The Regent hadn't come yet, so who was she going to marry? Could it be because of the recent conflict that he was prepared to provoke the Regent?!

As Mo Xi thought this, he also felt somewhat anxious in his heart.

She came to Feng Wuyou's side mostly because she had no trace, but in truth, she had also received Baili Mingyue's secret order to follow by Feng Wuyou's side to protect her safety. If the Regent knew that Feng Wuyou was already preparing for the marriage of the wedding dress, what would she do?

No, I have to tell Mo Chen about this sooner!

… ….

After Yun Rong left Feng Wuyou's courtyard, Feng Wuyou returned to her own room to rest.

Pushing the door open and entering, Feng Wuyou looked inside and she couldn't help but frown. She entered the room, calling it a girl's room, rather than a study.

Aside from the two meter wide hammock in front of him, the most eye-catching thing in the room was a row of bookshelves on the right side of the room. The shelves were filled with books that were more than ten meters long. On the left side of the room, there was a row of shelves that held weapons. A long sword, a knife, a long sword, a whip … There were dozens of them.

Feng Wuyou's gaze slid from the bookshelves to the weapons. After scanning them one by one, she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart: Is this my own boudoir? Other than the hammock, this room didn't feel like a lady's room at all. Father couldn't be using her room as his armory, right?

He walked up to the desk and saw the four treasures neatly placed in front of him.

On the table, there were a few books that were as thick as Xin Xia's dictionary. There was even a painting tube filled with written words and paintings, Feng Wuyou casually took one out and saw a line of words written on it.

What a domineering character!

However... Although the words were good, the content was …

The Jinzhou City was located in the western part of the Southern Qi, next to Xi Ling. Let alone the sea, even the larger lakes only contained the Mermaid Lake which was located thirty miles west from the Jinzhou City.

And the Eastern Ocean was located to the east of the Southern Qi.

Most of the seas under the jurisdiction of the Southern Qi were in the Southern Ocean, and only two towns were along the East China Sea.

Raising troops from the west of the Southern Qi, yet crossing the Southern Qi and going to the east to traverse the East Ocean?

How is this possible!?

He put away the painting and picked up a book from the desk to look at the title — War Country's Policy.

Feng Wuyou raised her eyebrows, then went to another book--Sun family's military strategy.

Another one — the General Administration, the Monarch's Policy, the Book of Merchants...

It turned out to be another pile of scheming books!

Not one, not two, but a pile!

Feng Wuyou looked at the book on the table, and then looked at it again in astonishment. Was this really her own room? Watching it every day, this was the tempo of becoming an outstanding female politician!

Since he could not understand, Feng Wuyou could not be bothered to think about it anymore, and directly fell asleep on the bed.

After Feng Wuyou fell asleep, she fell asleep very quickly. When she woke up, it was already evening, and she had been called out by Yun Rong to eat dinner.

Walking towards the hall, he saw a group of servants walking towards the outside. Some of them were already standing in front of the Fengfu, it was obvious that they were waiting for someone.

"Lv Luo, who are they waiting for?" Feng Wuyou walked to the front hall as she tilted her head to ask Lv Luo.

Lv Luo laughed and replied: Young miss, when you went to nap in the afternoon, the general sent a message saying that he wanted to rush back to eat dinner with young miss.

"My dad is coming back?" When he mentioned his awesome father, Feng Wuyou's eyes were filled with anticipation. Ever since the night she teleported to this world, she was very curious about the General Zhenguo who wielded the power of four hundred thousand Red Army s and had the audacity to defy Nangong Ling's imperial decree.

"That's right!"

Hearing that, Feng Wuyou's face lit up: Then let's go welcome them.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

Outside the door, other than Red House's butler, Hong Li was also there. Seeing Feng Wuyou coming out, everyone bowed and greeted him, "Miss."

Feng Wuyou nodded, telling them not to be overly courteous. Hong Li saw that Feng Wuyou's mental fortitude was not bad, so he let her go and brought her to the side of a middle aged man: "Wuyou, this is Fengfu's butler. Fengcheng, if you need anything in the future, just tell him immediately."

Fengcheng immediately bowed towards Feng Wuyou: "Greetings Miss."

"Yes." Feng Wuyou smiled at him. To be honest, ever since she had returned, she found out that her position in the Fengfu seemed to be very different from the other young noble sons and daughters. High?

She didn't know if it was her misconception, but it seemed that other than Hong Li and Hong Zhan, everyone else felt that she was their master. Feng Wuyou shook his head, putting aside the illusion in his heart, he heard a burst of horse hooves approaching.

Before long, a small group of people appeared in front of them.

Feng Wuyou raised her head, only to see the man dressed in the general's uniform riding on his horse, with a heroic look on his face. When the horse reached the front of Fengfu's door, it was restrained by him, and with a swift and graceful movement, it got down from the horse. Looking at Feng Wuyou's face filled with joy, she said, "My most respected princess, you're finally back!"

Feng Wuyou couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this man who was only around thirty years of age in front of him. Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, big brother is already twenty-six … No, this isn't right. The eldest brother isn't his biological son. Then the second brother should be his biological son. The second brother should be twenty as well. His father looks to be around thirty, so this doesn't seem very reasonable.

Also, what the hell is my most respected princess?

Could it be that not only did she, Feng Wuyou, know how to torment others, but even her father was exceptionally tall and had always raised his daughter like a princess?

It had been many years since she received the warmth of a father, and now that she saw Hong Tian, who doted on her like a princess in front of her, Feng Wuyou suddenly felt her eyes turn red, and, with a smile, she ran towards Hong Tian, "Father!"

Seeing Feng Wuyou's hesitation, Hong Tian was startled, then a look of worry flashed across his handsome face.

Feng'er said that there was a problem with Wuyou's memory. It seemed that this matter was very serious! After that, he raised a satisfied smile, lowered his head and looked at Feng Wuyou's tears that were about to fall, and joked: "What, after I went back to the Shengjing City, you learnt to wipe your tears, is this still the Feng Wuyou that followed me to the battlefield, and killed countless enemies?"

Seeing the obvious teasing in Hong Tian's eyes, Feng Wuyou immediately broke down in tears and turned into laughter. She wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes, "Father!" This feeling of having a father acting like a spoiled child was really great!

"Haha …" Seeing Feng Wuyou's distress, Hong Tian laughed out loud.

Following that, the other generals of the Red Army who had followed Hong Tian back also dismounted from their horses one after another.

Feng Wuyou turned her head to let them go. Major General?

He actually had a rank in the military!

It looks like the real Feng Wuyou is definitely a heroine, a heroine amongst women!