"I'm afraid there aren't many people in this world who can do this!" Feng Feitian smiled slightly, and then asked slowly: "Do you know why he poisoned Zhuge Mingkong?"
"Feng Feitian, we don't care about his affairs. He doesn't want Zhuge Mingkong's life, otherwise he can just use the prepared Shura Yin. He just wants to use Zhuge Mingkong to achieve his own goals.
I see Zhuge Mingkong every day, but I didn't even notice the source of poison buried in her body." Rong Yu's jade-like eyes were as deep as an abyss at this time, with an unspeakable depth.
"This Northern Zhou Dynasty is full of turmoil and constant calculations. After marrying Yuehua to me, I will take her to various places to play and not to cause trouble in this world." Feng Feitian just finished speaking and the door opened.
Suddenly, the fragrance of pear blossoms came over, and a stunning girl walked in.
The girl's jet-black hair is as long as her ankles, dancing slightly with the wind, and her posture is swaying, as calm and elegant as white clouds. Her dark eyes are like invisible black holes, and her eyes are full of smiles, radiant and touching.
Her eyebrows are as dark as black, and the hair in front of her forehead covers half of her eyebrows, making her look even more delicate and elegant. Her lips are crimson, enchanting and delicate, and her tall and exquisite figure is looming in the purple smoke.
The girl is like a snow lotus blooming in the world of ice and snow, pure white and clean. Her world-famous elegance is like the most beautiful scenery in the world, as still as ever.
Seeing the girl, Feng Feitian's eyes were filled with an indescribable tenderness. He walked into the girl, stretched out his hands and hugged her: "Yue'er, we have to stay here for a few more days."
"I heard Ang Nuan said that something happened to Zhuge Mingkong, so I came immediately." The girl broke away from Feng Feitian's arms, then she walked to the bed, glanced at Rong Yu, and said, "I was useless back then.
It took half a life to save your life. Now that you are instilling inner strength into her like this, does your body not want it?"
"Don't worry! I know my body very well, Yuehua, come and see her." Rong Yu smiled softly, unworldly. He took back his hand, and Zhuge Mingkong suddenly began to feel pain.
Yuehua reached the bedside, and quickly touched Zhuge Mingkong's eyebrows with her right hand. Soon, her pain seemed to disappear, and she lay quietly on the bed. At this time, Yuehua retracted her hand and said slowly: "
I have used spiritual techniques to relieve her pain, but in a few days we will go to the Zongzheng clan to get the Snowy Holy Lotus, and without Zhuge Mingkong's power, the chance of success will be smaller."
"I will wait for her to recover. This time I must let myself fully recover." There was an indescribable firmness in Rong Yu's voice, and his dark jade eyes were radiant and surprisingly beautiful.
"With the help of Xuetou, the owner of the No. 1 village in the world, we can be 100% sure. However, if we offend the Zongzheng clan, we may be in trouble in the future!" Feng Feitian smiled.
"You are the only person in the world who does not buy into the Zongzheng clan. Are you afraid of this trouble?" Rong Yu asked warmly, with a rare hint of teasing in his smile.
At this time, Feng Feitian hugged Yuehua from behind and kissed her gently: "In the past, if I was alone and alone, wouldn't it cost me my life if I didn't pay for it? Now I have a family, and I want to protect my wife.
For the sake of the future, we can’t give her the chance to remarry! For a woman, one man is enough for her whole life.”
"Come on, don't be a good boy. Four years ago, who was the one who walked into the Mirror Flowers and Water Moon alone and took away the ten most promising people among the younger generations of the ten major families?" Yuehua asked Feng Feitian sideways.
"It's me, I was very brave back then." Feng Feitian smiled lightly, with an indescribable arrogance in his smile.