After a while, everyone scattered birds and beasts, and Liu Xiang also scattered in the crowd to leave. However, before she could walk out of the lobby, Song Ye rushed over from behind and whispered to her: "Deputy Admiral Liu, the Marquis is invited."

Liu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and her smooth wheat-colored pretty face immediately turned red.

She then quickly scanned the surroundings and found that the generals around them were either looking at the nose and the nose, or talking to the people next to her, as if no one noticed this.

She was relieved and stopped her steps. After the officers walked past her, she pretended to turn around inadvertently and slowly walked towards the back.

But what she didn't know was that after she turned around, the generals who were walking in front of her were winking at each other, and a look that even a man understood was flashing in her eyes, but no one dared to discuss it...

There have been rumors about Liu Xiang and Yang Feng, but that is only some officers at the top of the army, and it is just a tacit understanding of some spiritual gods. People who are not of other levels do not even dare to talk about the big boss’s affairs in private, and are in a state where no one dares to say or ask.

Now that the meeting was just over, Liu Xiang was called by Yang Feng's most trusted servant leader. The situation here is enough to make people think a lot.

After everyone was finished, Liu Xiang was also taken to a study room in the inner courtyard by Song Ye.

This study was owned by Field, the former governor of Luzon, and now belongs to Yang Feng.

At this moment, Yang Feng had already taken off his military uniform and changed into a loose casual dress, and was standing in front of the bookshelf, curiously flipping through the books inside.

Seeing Liu Xiang being brought, he pointed to the chair opposite with a smile: "Sit down!"

Liu Xiang sat down as he spoke, and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Marquis, I wonder what important things are there for you to call me?"

Yang Feng said unhappily: "If there is no need for anything, can't you invite you to sit down? Or can I no longer invite you, the deputy admiral?"

"No...I...I..." Liu Xiang's pretty face suddenly turned red again, but this time she was anxious, and her heart began to jump wildly.

Since she defected to Yang Feng, Yang Feng has always been kind to her on weekdays. And as we met each other for a long time, there was a trace of indescribable feelings between the two, but no one dared to make it clear.

Liu Xiang is too obsessed with the navy and the sea, and basically rarely considers the relationship between men and women. Yang Feng is already a lot of women around him, and he is no longer as obsessed with men and women as before. After all, human feelings are limited, so he can only play with her.

But despite this, the two of them had become very casual in their speech. Now Yang Feng suddenly acted like a marquis, Liu Xiang was startled at first, and then a sense of grievance surged into his heart.

But it was also because of this that aroused the stubbornness in her heart. How could this strange woman who dared to challenge Zheng Zhilong and fight him in history, and used a fishing net to stop Zheng Zhihu in the final battle, threw him down the seabed, and finally committed suicide, surrender easily?

She stood up and said coldly with red eyes: "What the Marquis taught me is that I offended the Marquis without knowing the etiquette. I hope the Marquis will punish you. If the Marquis is fine, please give up!"

After saying that, Liu Xiang turned around and was about to leave, but when she was about to take a step, her arm was pulled by a big hand.

Yang Feng's voice rang in her ear: "What are you doing? I just say a few words to you, so I can't stand it anymore? You often talk to me with a stern face, but I didn't say anything."

"You...you...you bastard!"

Liu Xiang could no longer hold it back, and tears finally surged out of her eyes. She lay in Yang Feng's arms, and kept hammering his chest with her hands.

The beaten official Yang Daren couldn't bear it no matter how good his temper was. Isn't it a rebellious thing to dare to beat his boss? So Yang Feng naturally began to fight back.

A counterattack began like this, and the battle ended until the lights were on.

"Hey...what's the matter with you just asked me to come?"

Despite the defeat, our Deputy Admiral Liu could not see a trace of the defeated frustration on his face. She was already dressed neatly and leaned lazily on the chair, and her long legs were placed on Yang Feng's thighs opposite him and looked at Yang Feng.

As the victor, Yang Feng was naturally not afraid of her. He grabbed her white feet and gently swayed: "No reason, I just miss you purely, can't you?"

"snort!"

Although he gave the other party a roll of his eyes to express his contempt, the traces of the corners of his mouth were so obvious.

After taking advantage of Liu Xiang for a while, Yang Feng said: "Of course, besides thinking of you, I have some things to explain to you. I want you to expand the scale of the Second Fleet to a scale of 200 ships in the past six months. Can you do it?"

"Two hundred warships?"

Liu Xiang frowned slightly. Now the Second Fleet has a total of 127 large and small warships, including 122 second-level warships, 39 third- and fourth-level warships, and the others are small warships of level 5 and six. Now Yang Feng said that the scale of the fleet would be expanded to 200 within half a year, which is almost one-third of the scale. In terms of time, it is indeed a bit nervous.

She thought for a while and asked, "Did you leave all the captive Spanish Navy sailors and officers to the Second Fleet?"

"You think beautiful?"

Yang Feng said angry and funny: "What should I do if I give it to you Lu Guangbiao? Don't they need talents?"

Liu Xiang curled her lips and stopped talking. Although she has become Yang Feng's woman now, she cannot do some things too much.

As the admiral of the Fujian Navy, Lu Guangbiao, in addition to directly commanding the First Fleet, he also commanded all things in the Fujian Navy. If Yang Feng always favored the Second Fleet, the strength of the two fleets was too different, it would not only be unfavorable to the balance within the army, but also easily cause gossip. With Yang Feng's personality, he would naturally not do such unwise things.

After thinking about it, Liu Xiang said again: "I can distribute those Spanish prisoners to Lord Lu half, but I want to choose people first."

Looking at Liu Xiang, whose eyes began to become brighter again, Yang Feng said helplessly, "Okay, but don't do it too much. You have to leave some for Lord Lu, otherwise I won't look good in terms of face."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let Lord Lu pick the thorns." Seeing Yang Feng agreeing, Liu Xiang in a good mood showed a happy smile, and her feet on Yang Feng's thighs were also raised, as naughty as a little rabbit.

Yang Feng, whose index fingers were thrusting, swallowed, "Well... Xiang'er, I think I had some questions just now and wanted to ask you for advice, so why don't we go inside and talk about it in detail."

"Hmph... Ignore you."
Chapter completed!