Chapter 625 I want to open a nunnery

When Feng Yanli found Nalan Qiuting's place, he had not seen her, he looked at the empty hall, and he didn't leave until a long time later.

Next to the hut in the forest, he stood outside the door. The woman's quiet face was reflected in the room. He didn't speak, and the woman inside didn't speak. Frost, he realized that it was almost midnight.

"Ying'er, tomorrow, I'm leaving for the frontier!" Feng Yanli said with difficulty opening her lips.

As if hearing his voice, the figure in the room moved and walked towards the door. When he opened the door bolt, he hesitated for a moment.

However, she finally opened the door latch, and a pair of angry eyes fell on Feng Yanli's body, she only took one look, and immediately she let out a snort, covering her mouth and laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Yanli frowned, only to see that she laughed more and more without scruples, even the corners of her eyes were filled with tears.

"Why did you become a white-haired old man in just a short while? Look, even the eyebrows are white!" Nalan Ying smiled while hugging her stomach, and reached out to touch his hair and eyebrows mischievously. The cold hoarfrost, she couldn't help frowning.

"Come in quickly!" Nalan Ying said angrily, glaring at him.

Feng Yanli got her invitation, and hurriedly walked into the house. As soon as he walked in, the warmth of the house melted the frost on his body, and his coat was wet and stuck to his body, making him very uncomfortable.

"My coat is already wet, I want to drag it down to dry!" Feng Yanli looked at Nalan Ying and said.

"No!" Nalan Ying objected.

"It's not that I don't wear clothes, I still have them inside!" Feng Yanli frowned and explained.

"That won't work either!" Nalan Ying still objected.

"Okay then!" Feng Yanli lowered his head and glanced at the brocade robe on his body, a large piece of which had been removed, that feeling was really uncomfortable.

Looking at him standing there, Nalan Ying couldn't bear it, she glanced at the burning stove, then at him again and said, "Are you suffering?"

Feng Yanli glanced at her, shook his head, then nodded abruptly.

"What do you mean? Is it uncomfortable? Or not? Nodding and shaking?" Nalan Ying frowned at him.

"If you let me take off my coat and bake it, I won't feel bad!" Feng Yanli begged.

"Okay then, take it off! You have to understand that I'm pitying you and giving you alms!" Nalan Ying pointed at him with her slender fingers.

"I understand!" Feng Yanli nodded vigorously, then quickly took off his coat, and put it next to the stove.

"So fast?" Nalan Ying looked at him in shock.

"Of course, the speed of undressing must be very fast!" Feng Yanli smiled with narrowed peach blossom eyes.

Nalan Ying had goosebumps all over her body, she kept her distance from him, and frowned, "Men and women can't kiss each other. You'd better stay away from me!"

"Ying'er, we are not inseparable. I am your husband and you are my concubine. We should be close!" Feng Yanli's face was hurt.

Nalan Ying blinked her eyes, vaguely felt that his pitiful appearance seemed a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she really couldn't remember it.

"I really don't remember what happened in the past!" Nalan Ying said, rubbing her temples uncomfortably.

Feng Yan looked at her distressed look, and hurriedly hugged her arm and said eagerly: "If I think of the past that really caused you such pain, I would rather start over with you!"

Nalanying looked at him with teary eyes, and looked at the shadows in each other's eyes, feeling a strange sour feeling in her heart.

"Ying'er, I'm going to the frontier tomorrow, you must take good care of yourself!" Feng Yan said, looking at her reluctantly.

"What are you going to the frontier for?" Nalan Ying's heart skipped a beat, vaguely feeling a bad premonition.

"The king of Mingjun in the northern border wants to marry the great general of Zhenjiang Wang Sihai. He has the talisman of 20 soldiers. If the marriage is successful, then Fengqi Dynasty will become the target of their prying eyes. Therefore, I must stop it." It's only if they marry each other!" Feng Yanli said in a deep voice.

"What's the way to prevent them from marrying?" Nalan Ying faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked instinctively.

"It's me who takes Wang Sihai's Wang Ziyu as my concubine!" Feng Yanli stared into her eyes and said word by word.

Nalan Ying was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "This is a good way!" After speaking, she turned around and walked aside calmly.

"Ying'er, aren't you sad?" Feng Yanli followed her and asked her.

"Why should I be sad?" Nalan Ying turned her head, but was suddenly embraced by him and pushed her to the table next to her.

"What do you want to do?" Nalan Ying was pressed down on the table with his brute force, looking at the plundering light in his eyes in horror.

"Ying'er, don't leave me, I don't want to marry that Wang Ziyu, I don't want to!" Feng Yanli bent down after finishing speaking, and the stormy kiss immediately swept through Nalan Ying's thoughts, causing her to fall completely. Into the love net woven by Feng Yanli.

In the early morning, when Nalan Ying opened her eyes, she saw the hazy sunlight shining on the window lattice, staring at it for a long time without moving away.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Yanli stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Ah Xie!" She lazily turned over, stretched out her hand to hold his hand that blocked his eyes, and pressed it under her body.

"What's wrong?" He looked at her tenderly.

"Is it necessary to go to the frontier?" Nalan Ying asked faintly.

"I have to go!" Feng Yanli nodded, stretched out his hand to gather her messy hair behind her ears, a deep reluctance flashed in her eyes.

"Go, I'm fine!" She held his cheek, pressed a kiss on his lips, and whispered.

"Ying'er, don't worry, I won't bring anyone back!" Feng Yanli assured her by holding her hand.

"Aren't you bringing Wang Ziyu back?" Nalan Ying looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes!" Feng Yanli nodded.

"But if you don't bring her back, how will the matter in Xinjiang be resolved?" Nalan Ying asked in his arms.

Feng Yanli pondered for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Wang Sihai will definitely not be able to live. As long as he dies, the 20 army will be leaderless. I have already sent people in, as long as Wang Sihai Once they die, the entire army will return to Fengqi Dynasty!" Feng Yanli said coldly.

"Really?" Nalan Ying's eyes lit up.

"En!" Feng Yanli held her hand on her chest, and said softly: "You can rest assured and wait for me to come back!"

"I don't!" Nalan Ying said, tilting her head and thinking for a while.

"Why?" Feng Yanli looked at her in surprise.

"I want to become a monk!" She said, she got up and got up from the bed, put on her shoes and went out.

(End of this chapter)

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