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Chapter 950 Feng Clan, where did the nine emperors come from?

Feng Jiang walked to the door, opened the door, and said to the little eunuch outside: "Prepare breakfast."

"Yes, Third Prince."

The little eunuch accepted the order and left in a hurry.

Feng Jiang looked back at Feng Jiu'er and gave her a hearty smile: "Let's go have breakfast with Brother Sanhuang."

"Are you always so optimistic?"

I was beaten just now, and now I have forgotten the pain?

Jiu'er followed him, and suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart: "Wait a minute, you said that my father knows everything, then does he also know that we went to the Fourth Emperor's uncle last night?"

She was a little nervous, and her uneasiness gradually grew in her heart: "Father...will he punish the fourth uncle?"

Fengjiang paused for a moment, as if he had never considered such a thing.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I used to go to the Fourth Emperor's uncle from time to time. My father actually knew it, but he never blamed me."

"So, when you left the palace in the past, would your father beat you?"

"Of course not."

After saying this, the two of them looked at each other, and a trace of uneasiness passed through their hearts.

Especially Jiu'er, who suddenly wanted to rush out and go to the Yewang Mansion to see if the Fourth Emperor's Uncle was okay.

She didn't want to imagine her father to be so cruel, but the injuries on the Third Emperor's brother were shocking.

"Don't worry, the Fourth Emperor's Uncle is the biological brother of the Emperor Father. Over the years, he has made great contributions to the Phoenix Clan. The most rare thing is that he never asks for rewards."

Everyone in the entire Feng clan knows the legend about Lord Night.

"Father, don't blame Uncle Four Emperors for anything, you believe me."

Jiu'er nodded, but still felt a little uneasy.

I don't know why, but I always feel that my heart is a little painful.

It was as if something had pricked me in the door of my heart several times. It didn't hurt, but the breath in my chest was very dull.

"Has Uncle Four Emperors been fighting outside?

How long will he stay when he comes back this time?"

"Do you like Uncle Four Emperors so much?"

"Yeah, I like it very much."

Feng Jiuer didn't shy away from it. She liked to watch the Fourth Emperor's uncle talking, especially, she liked to watch the Fourth Emperor's Uncle smile.

"If I can learn good martial arts, I will follow the Four Emperors to fight on the battlefield to protect my family and my country!"

She is full of passion, but she doesn't know any martial arts.

Regarding this point, Fengjiang felt strange.

"Feng Nu, the future Queen should be the best in martial arts.

Look at our father, he is the phoenix son of the previous generation, and his martial arts is also the best among the previous generation."

"But, didn't you say that the Fourth Emperor's martial arts are invincible?"

Feng Jiuer looked at him with doubt, "Who is the best in martial arts?"

"Well?"

Feng Jiang was stunned. This question actually stumped him.

Feng Jiu frowned slightly and began to think.

"It stands to reason that Fengzi and Fengnu's martial arts should be the most powerful among people of the same generation..." Finally, he gave up struggling. This question could not be answered.

"It's impossible for the fourth uncle to fight against my father. He should still be the most powerful, but he is the king of a country and will not attack easily. We don't have the chance to see him."

There is no point in dwelling on this issue, and it is impossible for the two brothers to fight.

Besides, my father is the emperor. Who dares to fight against the emperor?

As for the invasion by foreign tribes, in these years, with the presence of the Fourth Emperor's uncle, it was not the father's turn to take action.

So, for many years, no one has seen my father take action. Who knows how superb his father's martial arts has become?

"We are talking about you. As a phoenix girl, you don't know martial arts. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to tell it?"

Feng Jiu'er rolled her eyes at him. She didn't know martial arts, and she didn't want to! "Is there any way that I can learn advanced martial arts within a period of time?"

I don’t understand martial arts and live like a useless person every day. I can’t do anything except be a rice insect. It’s so boring.

If she could have Qinggong as good as the Third Emperor Brother, she could go out and play with the Fourth Emperor Uncle at any time, how great it would be.

"We, the Phoenix Clan, do have such a magical skill, which is most suitable for people like you who have no inner strength at all."

"What magical power?"

As soon as Feng Jiuer mentioned magical powers, he immediately became excited.

"One... is suitable for people without any internal strength. They can practice extremely magical skills in the shortest possible time. However, this is just a legend."

He has never seen it, so of course he doesn't know whether it is true or false.

"Maybe you can ask Father, and Father will know."

As for Fengjiang, now that he can be far away from his father, he wishes he could stay far away.

Out of sight is pure. His father couldn't see him, so he wasn't angry at all.

But Feng Jiuer has been thinking about what he said, the secret book that can snipe the most powerful magic skills in a short period of time.

Where had she heard these words before?

Why does she always feel like someone has said the same thing to her?

And this matter seems to be very important?

Phoenix Mark, Feng Nu, has no martial arts...was abolished...martial arts...his head suddenly started to hurt.

Many blurry figures and unclear faces kept flashing through my mind.

There was a woman, a woman in white clothes, pressing her down on the bed.

Her fingers were cold, without any warmth at all. Her long fingers landed on her lower back, stroking the phoenix mark on her lower back.

Yes, that was the phoenix mark. It turned out that she had known for a long time that there was a phoenix mark on her lower back.

But what is the woman in white going to do?

Although I can't clearly see her face, why can I always feel her cold aura?

No, don't press it down, don't destroy her martial arts, don't...who are you?

Who are you?

Why harm her?

Why should her martial arts be abolished?

Don't touch me, don't touch me...Nine Emperors Uncle, Nine Emperors Uncles... Fengjiang talked a lot, but this girl didn't react at all.

He took a moment to look at her, but unexpectedly, he saw Feng Jiuer's eyes rolled back, her body softened, and she fell to the ground.

"Jiu'er!"

Fengjiang was frightened, threw away his chopsticks, and stood up suddenly.

Before Jiuer fell down, he took her back into his arms.

At first glance, he was frightened and a little confused.

This girl's face was pale, she had no color at all, her breathing was disordered, and without warning, she seemed to have been seriously injured.

"Come here, call the imperial doctor, come here!"

Feng Jiang picked up Feng Jiu'er, thought about it, turned around, and rushed towards Feng Qiongcang's palace with Jiu'er in his arms.

"Father, father! Something happened to Jiu'er, father!"

Feng Qiongcang was discussing matters with ministers in the side hall. When her father-in-law came to report, they had just started a political discussion.

Hearing that something happened to Jiu'er, Feng Qiongcang dropped the coin in his hand and stood up immediately.

Without any explanation, he walked directly to the bedroom.

"Call the mute slave to come over and serve the princess!"

"yes!"

Inside and outside the palace, the princess suddenly became very busy because she was seriously ill.

But why does their Princess Jiuer seem to be calling someone all the time?

Uncle Nine Emperors?

Where did the Phoenix Clan get their Nine Emperors Uncle?


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