Chapter 1949 Feng Clan: When will you marry me?
"I know Ronger is a good girl, so I can't make a promise to her now."
Yang Sheng looked at Shen Ronger.
"How about after the civil war is quelled and the country is restored?"
Shen Ronger pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes: "Okay!"
Feng Jiuer felt relieved after seeing Yang Sheng's performance.
She stood up and took out two banknotes from her arms: "This is a little thought of mine."
"To be honest, apart from money, I have nothing to reward you now."
"Yang Sheng."
Feng Jiuer handed one to Yang Sheng, "Take it, this is an order."
Yang Sheng stood up and took the banknote with both hands: "Thank you, Miss Jiuer!"
"Brother Yang, sit down."
Shen Ronger went over to help him.
She always has him in her eyes.
"Rong'er, you have some too. It's not much. You can save it yourself. You will have to buy a dowry when you get married in the future."
Feng Jiuer handed one to Shen Ronger.
"Thank you for taking care of Yang Sheng day and night during this period."
"Thanks!"
Shen Ronger asked Yang Sheng to sit down, then turned back and took the banknote.
"Yang Sheng's reward can buy you a nice house in the capital. You deserve this."
Feng Jiuer looked at the two of them with a smile.
"As for your affairs, once you have discussed them with me, if you get married, will I stand by and watch?"
Shen Ronger smiled, lowered her head, and said no more.
Yang Sheng suddenly handed over the banknote in his hand: "Rong'er, please keep it for me."
"I am also very grateful for your care of me during this period. If there is a future, I will definitely marry you openly."
"You are the only one in this life."
Shen Ronger met Yang Sheng's gaze, and the banknote she was still holding in her hand fell to the ground.
"Brother Yang, are you... telling the truth?"
"If there is even half a lie, I am willing to suffer..." "No!"
Shen Ronger covered Yang Sheng's lips, "Brother Yang, you can't talk nonsense."
Feng Jiuer felt that she was a bit redundant and it was not easy to keep more.
"Don't forget to take your medicine. If there is an emergency, come to me at any time."
Feng Jiu'er took a few steps outside before Shen Ronger realized what she was doing.
She let go of Yang Sheng and chased after him: "Jiu'er, I'll see you off."
"No need."
Feng Jiuer waved her hand, "Your mission is to get Yang Sheng better as soon as possible."
Without saying a word, Feng Jiuer went straight out of the door, then turned back and closed the door for them.
When she came to the yard, she looked at the pavilion with laughter and laughter, raised the corner of her mouth, and continued to move forward.
It seems that time is almost up, and she also has a man to serve.
When Di Wuya returned to the wing, Feng Jiuer was sitting in the hall, reading a book.
When she heard the voice, she raised her eyes, put down her book, and went forward.
"Are you done?"
"Um."
Di Wuya took her little hand.
"Come with me."
Feng Jiuer pulled him and walked towards the inner room.
In the inner room, light gauze fluttered.
The cool breeze of early summer, carrying the fragrance of roses, blows towards your face, making people feel physically and mentally comfortable.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, this room is very nice. There is a garden outside. It smells very good, isn't it?"
Feng Jiuer turned around and looked at the silent man.
Di Wuya gently pulled her into his arms.
"Let's get married."
Feng Jiuer tried her best to bite her lip, but she couldn't help but smile.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, how bad are you!"
She saw a familiar look in his eyes.
Di Wuya's big palm clasped her neck and leaned down.
Feng Jiuer looked at the gradually enlarged handsome face and stretched out her hand to block the man's approach.
"Then when will Uncle Nine Emperors want to marry me?"
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