You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

Shangguan Feihong took a step backward and didn't expect Fengyu to suddenly appear. From Fengyu's words, it's not hard to hear that she seems to have been prepared, just like waiting for her here.

"Madam, do you want me to ask again?" Feng Yu's tone remained unchanged, but the air around her was obviously frozen again.

Outside, in mid air, the fight between the dark guard and the coachman wearing a hat continued.

The hand under Shangguan Feihong's sleeve tightened.

At the next moment, the look under the veil was replaced by calm. Shangguan Feihong looked directly at Fengyu in front of him, and his whole body exuded a cold air. Just as he treated Zen in the abandoned Tao prime minister's house that day, he replied calmly and indifferently: "why, can't I go back to my own home? I need to report to you first and get your permission? "

"Of course, madam, you don't need to report to me. However, since madam knows that this is your home and now she has gone home, please stay here from now on. Outside today, there has been turbulence and injustice, but it's not very safe. I'm also entirely for your safety, madam. "

"Why, do you want to imprison me in disguise?"

"Madam, that's serious. Yu'er can't afford it! "

"You... Fengyu, you'd better leave right away. Don't stand in the way. I don't want to hurt you. After all, there is no resentment between me and you. In the final analysis, everything has nothing to do with you. Just think I'm just coming back to see where I used to live." Shangguan Feihong was angry, but he soon suppressed the emotion and did not attack.

Feng Yu wouldn't let her, and her body stood still.

"Feng Yu, do you really think I'm just coming back alone? Do you think you can really stop me? "

"Feng Yu, for the love of the past, I really don't want to tear my face with you. Tearing my face is not good for anyone!"

"Feng Yu, don't let me say it again. Leave now..."

“……”

Every time he said a word, Shangguan Feihong's suppressed anger rose a point, his tone became stronger and stronger, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't want to delay any more.

Don't you want to tear your face? In Feng Yu's eyes, she has already torn her face. All along, in Fengyu's heart, Shangguan Feihong was gentle, easy-going and indifferent, and her voice and tone of voice had always been that kind of clear, light and quiet. I still remember her saying to her that day that she wanted to stay and cultivate and repair the relationship with Xin mogo. Now looking back on the situation in front of us, we can't help but sigh. Shangguan Feihong is no longer the former Shangguan Feihong.

In fact, from the moment they knew that Shangguan Feihong was still alive and pretended to be dead, all of them should not relax their vigilance against Shangguan Feihong.

How can a man who chose to fake death under the circumstances of that year and cheated everyone for so many years have simple motives and tricks?

In that case, it's not surprising that she pretended to lose her memory, followed them without revealing anything, and surprised them with a knife at an important moment.

The coachman with a hat outside soon fell behind the dark guard and was beaten to the ground by the dark guard. He fell outside the door and vomited blood.

Shangguan Feihong Yu Guang saw it and frowned deeper.

Feng Yu didn't look back. She kept looking at Shangguan Feihong without blinking.