The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 91: Quietly Walking Into a Heart Without Regrets (3)
Vice General Liu glanced enviously at Feng Zewen, who was cocking his tail, "General Feng, you gave birth to a good daughter, worthy of being the granddaughter of Old General Feng, she is exquisite and clear, and such an exquisite map can be drawn, which is more detailed than our original map." too much."

When Feng Zewen heard this, he curled his lips, why don't you say that she is indeed my daughter?Hmph, obviously jealous of having such a smart daughter.

The generals around him also came back to their senses, and they kept praising Feng Muxie for his cleverness, ingenuity, ingenuity, and wisdom... (one hundred words omitted).

Xiahou Qianmo heard everyone praise his daughter-in-law, and wished to see Feng Muxie soon, give her a good kiss, and reward her.If Xiahou Qianmo knew that his daughter-in-law had been intercepted and killed at this moment, she wouldn't be sitting here so calmly.

The night mist hits, and the cold winter night becomes even colder. The crooked moon rises from the edge of the woods, emitting a cold light. The sky is dotted with a few dim stars, and the bright earth is covered in darkness.

Feng Muxie and the others stayed in Yuecheng for one night, and Feng Mutian spent the whole afternoon interrogating the man in black. No matter how severe the torture was, the man in black refused to reveal a word.Feng Mutian was not a cruel person, in order to find out what was behind the scenes, he used all kinds of severe torture for the first time in his life, but he still couldn't ask a word, so he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Walking back to the living room, seeing Feng Muxie sitting at the dining table waiting for him to come back to eat, the depression in his heart disappeared, and he stepped forward and touched Feng Muxie's small head, "You're starving, let's eat."

Seeing Feng Mutian's tightly frowned eyebrows, he asked suspiciously: "Brother, did you not find out who is behind the scenes?"

"Yeah." Feng Mutian replied sullenly.

Feng Muxie rested her elbows on the dining table, resting her chin, puffing her cheeks, and said sullenly: "Sister Wuhui said that she is a dead man, if it is so easy to find out who is behind the scenes, then she is not called a dead man .Actually, if this group of people are not the killers sent by Xiling, then they are people in the court who do not want to win this war, and they can train dead soldiers by themselves. Obviously, they must be the prime minister’s party. After winning Xiling, the emperor will definitely reward Brother Mo. From now on, Brother Mo will formally intervene in military affairs and even control the military power. This will be harmful to the prime minister’s party but will not benefit him. Naturally, he will try to stop it. Brother, don’t torture me, we’re coming soon It’s Yuncheng, just be careful on the road, I guess there are more tricks waiting for us? There will always be clues.”

"Well, hey, if I knew I wouldn't bring you to Yuncheng, you've also seen that there are so many dangers waiting for us, and I can't always take you into consideration."

"Brother, if it wasn't for me, the consequences of this interception may not be so good. If it is extended infinitely, it can be regarded as my saving you. Why don't you think about my credit? It is definitely a wise choice to take me with you. "Feng Muxie patted her small chest and assured.

Feng Mutian shook his head helplessly, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat. After a busy afternoon, his chest was already hungry and his back was pressed against his back.

On the other side, Wuhui walked into the wing room where Qing Zhu was with the food, put the food on the table, approached the bed, and saw Qing Zhu hugging the quilt, drooling and sound asleep, quiet like a dream The little dog, with playful eyelashes fluttering, a strange feeling in his heart flowing from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, Wugui frowned slightly, what happened to him?
Perhaps, this is love at first sight, a random action instantly entangles the other's heart, like a dandelion seed that flies into the other's heart silently, takes root, sprouts, blooms, bears fruit, and waits until the fruit that belongs to each other appears in front of you Only then did it suddenly become clear that everything had already been predestined.

Wuhui suddenly hated this feeling very much, put away the corners of his lips that he didn't notice slightly raised, and pushed the corners of his lips, "Yiyi Yaya." Qingzhu, who didn't know what to say in his sleep, said in a nasty voice: "Get up, eat "Wuhui couldn't help but despise someone who was sleeping with the sun and the moon, who was guarding with a knife, and when he came back, he was unconscious, and he was ashamed of him. How could the fifth prince be like this? waste guard.

Glancing at Qing Zhu in disgust, he cursed in a low voice: "Trash!"

"Who, who called me a waste? Looking for a beating, right?" Qing Zhu "teng." Sitting up from the bed, shaking his head with sleepy eyes and cursing in confusion, the whole conditioned reflex.

Wugui rolled his eyes indecently, leaned close to Qingzhu's ear, and shouted loudly: "Brother Qingzhu, it's time to eat."

Qingzhu was awakened by the roaring voice of the Hedong lion in this life, blinked his cool and dark eyes, and asked Wuhui in confusion: "Sister Wuhui, why are you in my room?"

Wuhui didn't bother to pay attention to Qing Zhu, who was a little foolish, turned around and walked outside, waving weakly while walking, "The food is on the table."

Qing Zhu blinked again, turned his head and stared blankly at the food on the table, sister Wuhui is a god, just now she was dreaming of a braised fish in braised sauce in her left hand and a braised pig's trotter in her right hand, and when she woke up, she brought them to herself. God.After being stunned for two seconds, Qingzhu turned into a hungry wolf, "Aww." He rushed to the dining table and took a closer look. There were steamed, fried, stewed, everything, but why there was no braised one? Why? , why, why, countless whys standing on top of Qing Zhu's head twisting their buttocks.

Qing Zhu ate a stewed fat chicken, a plate of fried small rapeseed, a steamed grass carp under the resentful condemnation. On the table, the chicken bone was nestled against the fish bone, and he gazed at the green meat in front of him affectionately. Rapeseed leaves, very warm, but also very weird!

The night is extremely quiet, the crescent moon is passing through the dark clouds, and the faint moonlight is shining on this quiet land.

In a ruined temple outside Yuecheng City, a man in a black robe and a ghost mask with his hands behind his back quietly stared at the dilapidated statue of Bodhisattva in front of him. The window of the window "clanged." It also blew the helpless heart of this man.

A quarter of an hour later.

A man in black walked in from outside the temple, knelt on the ground on one knee, and respectfully said to the man with the ghost face: "Master, the whole army was wiped out, and the plan failed."

The ghost-faced man nodded faintly, and said in a hoarse voice: "The food and grass transportation team will arrive in Yuncheng tomorrow. We will secretly contact Deputy General Zhu and follow the plan. This time we can only succeed and not fail."

(End of this chapter)