The moon and stars were sparse, and it was clearly spring in March, but the night wind was blowing as cold as winter.
Feng Jinyu stood by the window. He looked up at the moon, with so many thoughts in his mind. From when the moon had just risen to when it reached the middle of the sky, he still had no clue.
Feng Ye...Feng Ye...it's really a constant cutting and chaos...
Feeling pain in her chest, Feng Jinyu coughed twice, walked back into the house, and was picking up the medicine bowl on the table when a gust of wind blew open the door with a 'pop' sound.
Feng Jinyu held the medicine in one hand and touched the fan with the hidden weapon in his hand, "Who..."
Feng Jinyu just said a word, and the person appeared in front of him, allowing him to see clearly from head to toe.
"Father!" Feng Jinyu said in surprise: "Father, you are here."
Feng Jinyu's father, Feng Zhengying, said: "Jinyu, I picked up your flying pigeon to pass the message to my father and rushed here all night." In Feng Zhengying's heart, nothing in the world is more important than the affairs of the Emperor's Feng family.
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Feng Jinyu put down the medicine. Seeing that Feng Zhengying was covered in dust, he gave Feng Zhengying tea to quench his thirst and said, "Father, where did you come from..." According to Feng Zhengying's skills, he spent more than twenty days all night to catch up.
To Fengcheng, he must be far away from where he was originally.
Feng Zhengying said casually: "Mobei!" After saying that, he took a sip of water.
Feng Jinyu said: "Uncle Master is here..."
Feng Zhengying said: "Your uncle is the dean of Qingfeng Academy. He suddenly disappeared, so I asked him to stay in Jiangnan. Except for him, the other children of the Feng family have arrived in Fengcheng. I have asked them to lurk secretly.
,cannot show up in public..."
Feng Jinyu praised: "Father is still thoughtful...Father must also know what happened in Fengcheng recently...Father, our top priority should be..."
Feng Zhengying glanced at the medicine bowl, interrupted Feng Jinyu's words, and said, "You're still injured?"
While Feng Zhengying was thinking that Ye Xue's skill was so profound, Feng Jinyu's injury hadn't healed yet; while Feng Zhengying grabbed Feng Jinyu's hand to feel her pulse.
This pulse was so serious that Feng Zhengying's expression immediately changed.
Seeing this, Feng Jinyu wondered: "What's wrong, father..." Although Ye Xue's internal strength is deep and different from other people's, his injuries are no longer serious...
Feng Jinyu was wondering why Feng Zhengying showed such a horrified look, but Feng Zhengying carefully inspected the injuries in Feng Jinyu's body three times, and then asked with a serious face: "Jinyu, your injuries?
Was it Feng Ye who beat me?"
Feng Jinyu nodded, this is something everyone knows.
Feng Zhengying frowned tightly, "There is no one else..."
"Of course not."
"Besides that Feng Ye, do you have any other injuries... No, have you fought with anyone else in the past three months..."
Feng Jinyu shook his head, "No."
"Are you sure...?"
Feng Jinyu asked with a strange expression, "Of course I am sure...Father, what's wrong? Is it my body..."
... Feng Zhengying lowered his head and was silent for a long, long time... When he raised his head, his eyes actually shone with joy.
Feng Zhengying said: "It's not because of your body. But Feng Ye who injured you..."
Feng Zhengying stood up excitedly and said, "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly...this Feng Ye, he actually...he actually..."
Feng Jinyu was a little confused. "What happened?"