Chapter 34
Lin Yue was silent.

She felt her IQ suddenly drop below zero.

"I'm his father, Feng Wu."

what?
Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Feng Qi in an instant, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Under normal circumstances, isn't it only after the death of the emperor that a new emperor ascends the throne?
Why is Feng Qi's father so young?

Feng Qi leaned on the chair, resting his chin carelessly, lowering his eyes as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he raised his eyes to look at Linyue, "Linyue, what do you think about martial arts and internal strength at this moment?"

Linyue didn't know why he changed the subject suddenly, but after hearing the words, she was silent for a moment, and replied: "Internal strength is essential, I can't be satisfied with just protecting myself."

Feng Qi was obviously not surprised by her answer, "So, is there anything else you want to learn?"

"For example?" Linyue raised her eyebrows.

"Medical skills."

Linyue smiled indifferently, and slowly shook her head, "I'm not a benevolent person, and I'm not interested in curing diseases and saving lives."

"Poison."

Linyue pondered, and nodded slowly, "I have a little understanding of poisons, but there are so many and complex types of poisons in the world, how can I understand all of them in a day or two?"

"Formation?"

"..." Linyue closed her eyes, and slowly fell into thought, "How long will it take to learn this?"

"It's not long, it depends on your talent." Feng Xi said, "If you are interested, you might as well treat it as a game."

Play?
I'm afraid there is not one person in this world who dares to regard the High Heaven Pavilion as a place of interest.

Feng Wu turned his eyes to the outside of the hall without any trace, just pretending that he didn't hear this sentence.

"Ling Xiao Pavilion is a place where talents from all over the world gather." Feng Qi said indifferently, but his flat tone carried the conceit of controlling the overall situation of the world.

"You want me to stay here for a while?" Lin Yue looked at him thoughtfully, seeming to understand his intentions.

"The scenery on Phoenix Mountain is nice." Feng Qi sighed softly, "If you want to stay here, I have no objection. After becoming the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion, there will be someone who will teach you what you want to learn. If you don't want to stay It doesn't matter, follow me back to the palace, and I can teach you something you want to learn at any time."

Linyue looked at him strangely, "If I agree to stay here, you won't worry about me leaving?"

"Of course I'm not worried." Feng Qi glanced at her calmly, without the slightest hesitation in her tone, "It would be strange if you were able to walk before you finished your studies. Where do you think this Phoenix Mountain is? You can come and go as you please." ?”

If everyone could come and go freely, the cliff abyss outside would have been filled long ago.

The corner of Linyue's mouth twitched, she turned her head slowly, and looked at the middle-aged man whose face was already dark, "Is Feng Qi really your son?"

"It's a fake one." Feng Wu nodded.

"Then you are Feng Cang's former emperor?" Linyue frowned, "Is the emperor abdicating so early now?"

"It's not that he abdicated so early, but that he was usurped." Feng Wu said lightly, although what he said was a little horrified, but his expression was calm, and he couldn't see the true emotion in his heart when he said this at all, "Son usurped the throne , I am not his opponent, so I can only abdicate."

When Linyue heard such a statement, she had only one thought, she felt that she had been fooled.

If she believed a word of what the other party said, she would definitely be out of her mind.

Facts have proved that Feng Wu is indeed very similar to Feng Qi in some respects. It doesn't matter whether the other party believes it or not. It seems that it doesn't matter at all. The important thing is that he himself is happy with what he says.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Feng Wu suddenly thought of a very serious problem, so he changed the topic politely, "Feng Qi, I adopted Lin Yue as my daughter, if you marry her in the future, won't it become a brother and sister chaos?" i Lun?"

Brother and sister incest?
The corner of Linyue's eyes twitched suddenly, is it so outrageous?
But it is.

Since Feng Wu is Feng Qi's father, why did Feng Qi ask him to recognize her as his daughter?
Enough support?
Feng Qi said indifferently: "How many people in the world know your true identity?"

Hearing this, Feng Wu was suffocated for a moment.

"Besides, there are rumors outside that I am a disciple of the Lord of the High Heaven Pavilion, and the daughter of the Lord of the High Heaven Pavilion has a marriage contract with me. What's going on?" Feng Qi continued, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "I know this rumor There are not many people here, and Jimo Tsing Yi is one of them, what is your idea? Worried that I will get crazy and marry her?"

Linyue was taken aback for a moment, suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

Since some people believed that the daughter of Pavilion Master Ling Xiao had a marriage contract with Feng Qi, then Feng Qi, while giving her an identity, also created a marriage contract that did not exist in the first place.

Feng Wu said indifferently: "You have a marriage contract, Jimo Tsing Yi will always have some scruples in her heart, she is a dignified empress, she will not surrender herself to be your concubine, will she?"

"Could it be that she is willing to marry without this marriage contract?" Feng Qi sneered, "There is still a big difference between empress and empress, do you think she is out of her mind?"

For an ambitious woman, no matter what happens, she will always be inclined to take her destiny into her own hands.So, pouring the power of a country into marriage?
Arabian Nights.

"Whether her mind is bad or not, it's always right to take precautions before they happen." Feng Wu looked at the overlapping peaks and mountains outside the hall, and his eyes gradually became a bit as cold as the clouds and mist in early spring. "Recently, there have been Many people have begun to expose their ambitions, and within half a year, there will definitely be a reasonable excuse to make some people's eager ambitions officially put into action."

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Feng Qi's tone was indifferent, and he didn't take it seriously, "After returning to the imperial capital this time, I want to clean up a group of my own family first."

Hearing this, Feng Wu calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at him, "Are you asking for my permission?"

"No." Feng Qi shook his head nonchalantly, with a calm tone, "I just want to let you know, because what I want to clean up is your favorite and most valued son."

Favorite and most valued?

Linyue frowned unconsciously, and couldn't help but think of Feng Wu's words just now, because his son usurped the throne?

Could it be that Feng Qi wasn't the prince he was interested in at the beginning?
Feng Qi really usurped the throne?

And now, is his favorite son about to be too difficult?
Linyue found that just like she didn't see their relationship at the beginning, at this moment, she also couldn't see what kind of relationship between Feng Wu and Feng Qi, father and son, was like.

Is there any affection between them?
(End of this chapter)

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