The evil king chased his wife 99 times: lady, wait for me

Chapter 290

"She is pregnant with twins. If she miscarries, her life may be in danger." Lingyuan interrupted suddenly, and kindly sent a pill, "This medicine can keep their mother and child safe."

Feng Youruo was a little surprised, when did he become so kind?

"Thank you!" Shangguan Yiqing was overjoyed, took the medicine and left happily.

Feng Youruo looked at Lingyuan steadfastly.

"Xiao Ruo'er, why are you looking at me like this?" Ling Yuan giggled.

Feng Youruo pushed his face away: "You are so serious! Why did you help her?"

"In order not to let Da Cheng'an become my rival in love!" Ling Yuan said with confidence.

The corners of Feng Youruo's lips twitched, she obviously didn't believe him, but she couldn't ask any further.Forget it, he always has his reasons.

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In Weizhou, Feng's ancestral hall, three grey-haired old men knelt on the futon, kowtowed and offered incense to their ancestors with solemn faces.Only at the end did the discussion begin.

"Qianlan sent a letter back, saying that Qianhua is Feng Jia." The patriarch Feng Ziming stroked his gray beard, and after all, Feng Qianhua should call him grandpa.

"What? Qianhua is Feng Jia?" Feng Li exclaimed in surprise, he is the youngest among the three, he is Feng Qianhua's cousin, and is of the same generation as Feng Xingsu.

As for Feng Qianhua's biological parents, they were already dead.

Feng Ziming nodded solemnly: "Yes, not only that, Feng Su is still alive, not only alive, but also gave birth to a daughter named Feng Youruo, who is said to be the reincarnation of a god, the rebirth of a saint."

"Saint? How is this possible?" Feng Li looked at his father, Feng Huarong.

Feng Huarong nodded solemnly: "But she is indeed."

The ancestral hall fell into a short period of silence. After a while, Feng Li couldn't help asking: "No wonder Song Liang, the queen's male favorite, comes to Feng's house from time to time. If Feng Youruo is really a saint, we should kill her immediately!"

"Kill her? Do you think it's killing a dog? Feng Youruo is surrounded by masters, not to mention whether Feng Qianhua is the reincarnation of Feng Jia, the master of Lingyuan Pavilion who built the Yage Pavilion is very difficult to deal with, let alone Nan Prince Duanmuhao of Zhoujiu, Priest Jingli of Mingzhou and others." Feng Ziming snorted.

Feng Li shrank his neck: "Then what should I do? It is impossible for the empress to accommodate another saint..."

The ancestral hall fell into silence again.

They couldn't be more clear about Feng Qianhua's temperament. If he is really Feng Jia's reincarnation, then he is their ancestor!It's over when the divine power of the Feng family reaches him. They just gained some extra life, so how can they be his opponents?

After a long time, Feng Ziming patted his thigh and said, "She can't take it, let her solve it!"

As expected of a master who has lived for more than 100 years, he is cunning enough!
Feng Huarong and Feng Li looked at each other and nodded happily: "The patriarch is wise, just do as the patriarch says!"

"I'm going to deliver a letter to Song Liang here, and let the empress handle it herself." Feng Li stood up and left in a hurry, and Feng Huarong also left.

Only Feng Ziming was left in the ancestral hall. He raised his wrinkled face, looked up at the spirit cards of the ancestors on the table, and solemnly kowtowed: "Feng Qi ancestor, the Feng family will be in great trouble, please stay in heaven." There are spirits protecting your descendants!"

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The next day was New Year's Eve. This day, which was supposed to be celebrated by the whole country, was extremely deserted because of the late emperor's funeral. There wasn't even a single firework.

The new emperor has just ascended the throne, Shangguan Yiqing naturally stayed in the palace too busy to take care of the guests at home.Only a large table of New Year's Eve dishes prepared by the royal chef was sent to the distinguished guests for the New Year.

In order to make Feng Youruo feel better, Lingyuan specially set dinner under the peach grove. The three of them just sat down when Feng Qianhua, Jing Li, and Duan Muhao came and sat around the table automatically.

Lingyuan's head was full of black lines: "Hey, today is New Year's Eve, so don't join in the fun, okay?"

"Shangguan Yiqing said to give us a table of New Year's Eve dishes." Duan Muhao picked up the chopsticks and started eating, making it clear that he would die here.

Feng Qianhua picked up the chopsticks expressionlessly.

Lingyuan: "..."

Well, it is destined not to drive away.Lingyuan quickly raised his hand and moved Feng Youruo's favorite dishes to Feng Youruo's front: "Lady, eat quickly, or let them finish eating later!"

Feng Youruo looked at a large table of delicacies, but didn't have any appetite.

There was once a person who promised to set off fireworks for her every year, but she didn't take it to heart. Now that person is gone, she suddenly realized how cold a festival without fireworks is.

"Aniang, why are you in a daze again? Today is Chinese New Year, you want to give Xi'er a red envelope!" Han Xi stretched out two chubby little hands.

"Your mother probably wants to watch the fireworks, but unfortunately there are no this year." Lingyuan smiled, and took out a red envelope sealed with red paper from his arms, "Come on, son, this is for you from my father! Be good next year." oh!"

"Thank you daddy, Xi'er also wishes daddy all wishes come true in the coming year, and give Xi'er a younger sister as soon as possible!" Han Xi happily took the red envelope, her meaty face was huddled into a ball of laughter, and her eyes were squeezed It became a seam.

Feng Qianhua silently took out a palm-length transparent sword from her arms and put it in Han Xi's hand: "Happy Chinese New Year!"

It turned out to be a Void Sword!Lingyuan and Hanxi exchanged a tacit look.

Not to be outdone, Jing Li gave Han Xi a small golden pendant in the shape of a sun: "Xi'er, be good, shake this sun if you encounter danger in the future, Uncle Jing Li will definitely rush to your side as quickly as possible."

Ling Yuan and Han Xi could no longer express the joy in their hearts with their eyes!

"Thank you..." Han Xi's meaty bun face was crowded into a ball with a smile, and his eyes were squeezed into slits.The one who receives gifts is the most loving!What's more, all he received were treasures!
Duanmuhao also took out a small kit from his pocket: "Xi'er, this is a New Year's gift from Uncle Hao! May we Xi'er grow up healthily!"

"Thank you Brother Hao!" Han Xi took it over politely.

"It's uncle!" Duan Muhao's face darkened.

"Hey!" Han Xi just laughed, opened the bag and took out the contents, and was instantly amazed, "Wow!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by him, Feng Youruo also turned his attention away and looked over, and then she was also dumbfounded.

Han Xi held a small golden koi in his hand.It's normal for rich people to be happy when they use gold to beat a fish or something, but the koi is actually alive!Wagging his tail in the palm of Han Xi's hand!

All the people were startled, and their eyes fell on the koi and could not regain their senses for a long time.

"Duanmuhao, why do you have a dragon carp?" Feng Qianhua looked at Duanmuhao, no matter how calm she was, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.

Dragon carp, that is a thing of the gods!

"Guess?" Duanmuhao smiled, and looked at Feng Youruo, "Feng Youruo, this surprise is a New Year's gift for you, aren't you happy?"

"Happy... happy..." Feng Youruo replied with difficulty, reaching out to poke the dragon carp in his son's hand, the tail of the fish wriggled even more joyfully.

(End of this chapter)