Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 1338 She Belongs to Her 8
Nan Fengyun's fingers tapped lightly on the sandalwood table, his long and narrow sexy eyes flashed an incomprehensible look, he pursed his lips lightly, with a serious and cold expression on his face.

"Then... Lianxue... What do you want to do when you tell me this matter?"

"Father... My son wants my father to send troops to attack Longyu Kingdom and let them hand over Concubine Lian."

Nan Fengyun's eyes flashed, "Get up and talk first."

"Yes."

"That Sikong Yuecang... captured that girl... why?"

"I heard that Sikong Yuecang seemed to be under the blood curse of the Moon God Clan... and the only one who could break the blood curse... was the patriarch of the Moon God Clan, the girl who was possessed by the reincarnation of Concubine Lian... He is the patriarch of the Moon God Clan."

Nan Fengyun nodded lightly, "You mean, the reason why Sikong Yuecang captured the girl was to break the blood curse on him?"

Nanfeng Lianxue nodded slightly, "Yes, Father, if you want to touch the blood curse on him, then the girl will not survive, and if the girl cannot survive, then the reincarnation of Concubine Lian will not survive either." !"

Nan Fengyun was taken aback, with a surprised expression on his face, "Why?"

"Because the national teacher said that he only found one body suitable for the reincarnation of Concubine Lian... If Concubine Lian did not have that body, her soul would not be able to survive."

"So... you want me to send troops to take her back?"

"Yes."

The corner of Nan Fengyun's mouth twitched into a slight smile, this smile was somewhat probing, "Do you think Zhen will send troops for a woman?"

Nanfeng Lianxue also smiled lightly, "If father is not willing, then it's just that my son is busy."

Nan Fengyun stared at Nanfeng Lianxue intently for a long time, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, "Lianxue, go down."

Nanfeng Lianxue was taken aback for a moment, then saluted him respectfully, "Yes."

Walking out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Nanfeng Lianxue's palms were covered with a fine layer of sweat.

He didn't know whether it was right for him to do so, and he didn't know what Nan Fengyun was thinking at this moment.

His father is always very unpredictable, even his closest son can't figure out his thoughts.

(End of this chapter)