Cloud painting

Chapter 261
"The secret minister's family rebelled. As a blood goddess, aren't you worried?" Feng Yunhua immediately changed the subject, she really didn't want to bring up that topic.

"Que'er and Qian'er will be settled, and you are here, so is it possible to lose?" Murong Ziran was full of confidence.

"But I didn't do anything." Feng Yunhua said.

"After they have won the victory, it will be very popular to announce the appearance of the goddess' daughter." Murong Ziran smiled brilliantly: "This blood clan has never been short of capable people, as long as it is a blood clan person, as long as he is enough If he is powerful and defeats the royal family, this blood clan belongs to him, and what a race like the blood clan cares about most is the bloodline, as long as the bloodline of the royal family continues, then the lord of the blood clan will never change."

Murong Ziran looked at Feng Yunhua, and said with a smile: "Bringing you back is also a guarantee. If they are missing, they lose...With you, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I see." Feng Yunhua nodded, no wonder An Qian was so nervous about her return or not.

"Come here." Murong Ziran took Feng Yunhua's hand and came to the inner hall.

"Lie on the bed." Murong Ziran said.

"Why?" Feng Yunhua's eyelids twitched.

"Sleep, I'll coax you." Murong Ziran smiled brilliantly.

Feng Yunhua: "..."

She obediently lay on the bed, Murong Ziran covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You, what are you going to do?" Feng Yunhua twitched her lips.

"Shh, call me."

"...Mother." Feng Yunhua was extremely speechless.

Murong Ziran's smile deepened, and he kissed Feng Yunhua's forehead: "Mother, make up for what I didn't give you before. Go to sleep, wake up, and there will be no bloodshed and war outside."

She pulled down the curtain, and gently patted the quilt covering Feng Yun's painting: "Little baby, sleep quickly..."

Feng Yunhua: "..." She is a big girl, okay?
Murong Ziran smiled slightly, feeling a little regretful in his heart, it would be nice if his son also came.

Also, her daughter's sweetheart... Murong Ziran frowned, what should I do?

……

If time stops, the red clouds are reflected through the gauze tent.

Feng Yunhua opened her eyes, pulled back the quilt, and stretched. This sleep was really comfortable.

She fell to the ground.

An Qian walked in with a washbasin, and said in a bad tone, "Are you awake? Wash your face when you wake up."

An Qian dropped the washbasin, then turned and left.

Feng Yunhua caressed her forehead, this An Qian...is really a personality, can't she be upset that she has mother's favor, right?

The fact is indeed so, An Qian found Murong Ziran, and followed silently, without saying a word, with a stern face.

It took Murong Que a lot of thought to persuade him.

"That secret minister Qing, what do you plan to do with it?" Murong Que and An Qian walked along the corridor in the palace together.

"Shoot to kill." An Qian remained expressionless.

"Qianqian, don't be so stern, as if someone owes you 800 taels of silver." Murong Que shook his head and sighed.

An Qian glanced at Murong Que: "You owe me ten sky crystals."

Murong Que: "..."

a long time.

Murong Que said again: "Qianqian, Huahua is your cousin, she is one of my own, so don't be so stern."

"none of your business?"

"Okay, okay, go get water for cousin Hua, is it okay?" Murong Que asked.

"Fortunately."

Ahead, Bing Xinyue walked over with a smile on her face: "Young Master Que, Princess Anqian, where is Miss Yun Hua?"

"Turn left to the first palace at the back." An Qian said.

After Bing Xinyue thanked them, she passed the two of them and walked forward.

Feng Yunhua changed into a long white lotus leaf dress, turned around, and saw Bing Xinyue and the three of them.

(End of this chapter)