Chapter 1570 How can a son hate Lao Tzu every day?
Chapter 1570 How can any son quarrel with me every day?
Feng Weihuan stopped moving her hand, then she raised a smile, and while smearing the wound, she asked: "Why?"
Nan Ming said softly: "I can't wait any longer. I always feel that you are not around and this house is deserted."
Feng Weihuan's heart moved. She closed the lid, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and looked directly into Nan Ming's eyes: "Nan Ming, I have something to ask you. Did you—have a fight with my elder brother?"
Kang Chuwu told her about his kung fu skills.
"Well, let's do it." Nan Ming didn't hide it from her.
"Then these injuries were caused by my elder brother?"
Nanming was silent.
Feng Weihuan said directly: "According to Big Brother's temperament, if he does it, he will do it in a flawless manner. If he really wants to hit you, he won't be so straightforward. He will beat you with internal injuries - but this is extremely rare.
Because my eldest brother rarely hurts anyone."
"If he took action, he would kill people. Most of the time, he didn't bother to pay attention. Otherwise, given the lack of beatings of those civil servants, he would have done it hundreds of times."
Nan Ming smiled faintly: "You know King Chen very well. Indeed, he moved his hands, and I was hurt by his inner strength."
Feng Weihuan looked serious and said seriously: "Then why did my elder brother do it? And why did you deliberately hurt yourself and let everyone in the imperial capital misunderstand my elder brother?"
"Nan Ming, I want to hear the truth. Since you and I are engaged, at least we must be honest with each other."
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Prince Yan's Mansion, Ruifu Hall.
Mrs. Feng said almost exactly the same thing: "Yuan'er, if you really take action, you will do it cleanly and leave no room for words. Therefore, the injuries in Nanming must have nothing to do with you."
Feng Danyuan couldn't help but asked: "How come the son you gave birth to didn't inherit any of your brains?"
Mrs. Feng glared at him: "I can scold him, but you can't. Xiaoyu is getting older day by day. You should set a good example for him. How can any son quarrel with me every day?"
Feng Danyuan muttered: "He had to rush over here to scold him——"
"Then you know clearly that he can't scold you, so you still have to torment him? Just tap the dumb acupuncture point!"
Feng Danyuan couldn't help laughing, and Wei Zi almost laughed out loud.
Mrs. Feng said with a straight face: "You are not allowed to smile playfully, you are talking about business. Yuan'er, tell me honestly, what is going on in Nanming?"
Feng Danyuan knew that this matter could not be hidden from his grandmother. Since her grandmother asked, he was not ready to turn a blind eye and simply told the truth: "Nanming is the lord of Mocheng, Yang Liao. The capital of Yun Kingdom, Northern Xinjiang, and Western Regions."
A large number of people have disappeared, and preliminary investigation revealed that it is related to Mocheng."
Mrs. Feng was slightly startled: "Mocheng... that place where you don't care about anything? A top scholar from the Yun Kingdom in Nanming is actually related to that place."
Feng Danyuan nodded: "Nan Ming has a deep mind and is not a good match. I don't agree with his marriage to Wei Huan."
Mrs. Feng frowned slightly: "If this is the case, this marriage really needs to be reconsidered." She sighed: "It's just that it's not easy for Huan to find someone he likes. We have to discuss this matter in the long term."
She has lived to this age and has seen a lot of conspiracies and intrigues. In the final analysis, people are selfish and everything they do is normal.
Her selfish intention is to hope that everyone in Prince Yan's palace will be safe and sound. Therefore, even if she has to risk her life, she will protect the little ones in the palace.
"Nan Ming's injury was caused by himself? Why did he do this?" Mrs. Feng was a little confused.
