Uncle Jiuhuang said that Feng Qingchen could not refuse, and Feng Qingchen did not refuse, but he also did not give any indication. Uncle Jiuhuang just stood there, talking to himself, completely indifferent.
Anyone else would have been offended, but Uncle Nine Emperors was different. He thought this was good. As long as Feng Qingchen was willing to listen to him, he would be very satisfied.
Throughout the afternoon, Uncle Nine Emperors stayed by Feng Qingchen's side, telling her about the current situation of Dongling. Liancheng had been destroyed, and the Supreme Emperor was a prisoner.
Feng Liyou was attacking Nanling and wanted to capture Nanling Jinfan alive and find out the location of the Palace of Hundred Ghosts. He already knew the whereabouts of Mrs. Min, but he did not move. He wanted to wait for Mrs. Min and others to be arrested together.
After talking about what had happened, Uncle Nine Emperors talked about his future plans. Beiling was ready to make a move and was already mobilizing troops, preparing to send troops to Dongling while Dongling was attacking Nanling.
Ancheng and Jiancheng also wanted to jointly send troops. They did not want to capture Dongling. They were afraid that Dongling would be too ambitious and they would become the second Liancheng.
Four of the Nine Cities have fallen into Dongling's hands. The Nine Cities have ceased to exist in name only. If the Nine Cities do not join forces, there is only the possibility of being destroyed.
Uncle Nine Emperors said a lot, but he did not explain what happened to Lan Jiuqing or what happened on the edge of the cliff. Just as Uncle Nine Emperors himself said, there is no need to mention what happened in the past. They are unable to change what has happened.
Well, they will always be good in the future.
Unfortunately, this was destined to be the unilateral extravagant wish of Uncle Nine Emperors. After Uncle Nine Emperors had talked a lot, he still did not get a response from Feng Qingchen. Uncle Nine Emperors pressed him hard and asked Feng Qingchen what he wanted to do before he would forgive him.
, Feng Qingchen just said calmly: "I don't hate you, so there is no question of forgiveness or not. I'm fine with this."
After saying that, she pushed Uncle Jiuhuang away from her and went out for a walk, leaving Uncle Jiuhuang alone in the house.
People watching the "busy" outside thought that Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen would fight, or even have a quarrel if things didn't work out, but in the end, there was no movement at all.
They waited outside for a long time and heard no sound, so they couldn't hold back any longer. The brave ones like the Valley Master risked being discovered by Uncle Nine Emperors and quietly wandered outside Feng Qingchen's house, hoping to hear the news.
First-hand news, I didn’t even see a hair in the end.
"Boring." Zuo An took Ling Mo to sleep on the roof all afternoon, yawning out of boredom. Before Uncle Nine Emperors could get angry, Zuo An shamelessly took Sun Sixing as his companion and went off together.
The innocent Snow Wolf was shot again.
After Feng Qingchen came out, he stopped the Valley Master who wanted to sneak away quietly but failed: "Where are Feng Jin and Wen Hang?"
The Valley Master glanced bitterly and saw only the backs of Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji, and felt angry in his heart.
Today's young people are becoming more and more ignorant. They don't know how to respect the old and love the young. It's amazing to have martial arts, but you can just run faster than him.
The owner of the valley gritted his teeth, but looked at Feng Qingchen with a gentle look on his face: "They are at Forsythia Residence, let's go for a walk, I will take you there." Hurry up and escape, it will be a disaster if Uncle Nine Emperors discovers him.
Look at how smart Ziluo and Anping are. When they learned that Uncle Nine Emperors was coming, the two brothers and sister went into the mountains to find their senior brother who was collecting herbs that afternoon, and followed him to collect the herbs.
"No need, I will go by myself. Uncle Nine Emperors is injured and he is waiting for you in the house." Feng Qingchen did not let go of the Valley Master who loved to join in the fun.
"Hey, do you care about him?" The Valley Master's eyes lit up, feeling that the matter was not as bad as they thought. Feng Qingchen still cared about Uncle Nine Emperors.
In the end, Feng Qingchen just said lightly: "I am a doctor."
No longer paying attention to the chattering Valley Master, Feng Qingchen went to find Feng Jin and Su Wenhang. Feng Jin was fine, as long as he hugged him and talked to him, but Wenhang...
What happened that day at Tianming Cliff was an indelible pain for them. Su Wenqing's death was an eternal pain for her and Uncle Nine Emperors, so even if she felt sad, she would not resent Uncle Nine Emperors
, let alone yelling at him, because...
She didn't want Wen Qing to die and didn't trust them.
Taking a breath and blinking the tears from his eyes, Feng Qingchen walked towards Forsythia Residence. Inside the house, Feng Jin and Su Wenhang were resting on the bed. Tong Jue was looking after him. When he saw Feng Qingchen come in, Tong Jue...
He rushed forward and shouted excitedly: "Miss..."
"Sister." Feng Jin, who had just slept, was full of energy and cheerful. Compared to Su Wenhang, he was much more reserved. When he saw Feng Qingchen come in, Su Wenhang sat on the bed and his eyes turned red: "Sister Qingchen..."
"Wenhang..." Feng Qingchen stepped forward, patted Feng Jin, ignored Feng Jin's outstretched hand, and hugged Su Wenhang.
Just like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, Su Wenhang buried his head into Feng Qingchen's arms, and called out sadly and aggrievedly: "Sister Qingchen." Then he burst into tears.
"Sister Qingchen, I'm so scared, I'm so scared. The housekeeper, the guard brother, they are dead, they are all dead. Even the eldest brother is dead, sister Qingchen, the eldest brother is dead, he is dead..."
Seeing Su Wenqing's body, Su Wenhang cried, but he just shed tears silently and licked his wounds alone. Although he was sad at the funeral, he still faced everything with strength, like a little adult, no one needed to worry, he held on.
The important responsibility of the Su family.
Su Wenhang knew that his family and his eldest brother were all gone. From now on, there was no one who could protect him. He could only rely on himself. Being cowardly and incompetent would not only disgrace the Su family, but also lead to being bullied.
After Su Wenqing was buried, Su Wenhang never cried in front of others and always faced everything with strength. But Feng Qingchen was different. In Su Wenhang's eyes, Feng Qingchen was second only to his eldest brother and was worthy of trust and dependence.
The person is the god in his heart.
The suppressed sadness and fear all poured out at the moment he saw Feng Qingchen. Su Wenhang didn't want to hold on any longer. He just wanted to cry and cry out all the sadness and helplessness in his heart...
Feng Qingchen understood what Su Wenhang was thinking, so she didn't say anything to comfort her. She just held Su Wenhang quietly and let him cry.
The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must continue to cry out all the sadness and grievances in their hearts.
Although Feng Jin didn't know what happened, seeing that his little brother who was often with him was crying so sadly, he didn't care about the little brother robbing his sister.
Feng Jin obediently lay next to Feng Qingchen, imitating Feng Qingchen, patting Su Wenhang's back with her small hands. Soon she felt tired, and rolled her eyes. Feng Jin kicked off her shoes and began to tap Su Wenhang's back with her little feet.
back.
The two people who were immersed in sorrow did not notice this scene. Fortunately, Feng Jin's strength was very small, and he could not hurt Su Wenhang at all. One big and one small were harmonious.
The three of them, one old and two young, sat quietly on the bed. There was nothing in the room except Su Wenhang's sad cry. People passing by all slowed down in a tacit understanding and could not bear to be disturbed...
Once Su Wenhang got tired of crying and fell asleep on Feng Qingchen's body, the crying in the room stopped, and Feng Qingchen's empty eyes became brighter.
Tong Jue stepped forward, picked up Su Wenhang and Feng Jin, put them on the bed, and held Feng Qingchen's numb hands. Feng Qingchen did not refuse, and lowered his head blankly, looking at the sleeping faces of Su Wenhang and Feng Jin.