King Yan was unhappy: "Xiao Zi has gone to Tai Hospital, why are you still doing nothing in the palace?"
It’s okay to just do nothing, and you want to compete with him for the love of your grandson!
Feng Danyuan glanced at him: "As you said, if Xiaozi goes to work in Tai Hospital, then I can naturally do nothing."
King Yan blew his beard and stared: "..."
Let your daughter-in-law go out to do things while you lie down at home. How could there be such a shameless person!
Feng Danyuan continued to poke arrows at King Yan's knees: "I heard from Feng Ji that the scenery in the Peony Garden of Prince Chen's Mansion is very beautiful these days. If nothing happens, why not go enjoy the flowers."
I left Prince Yan's Mansion leisurely.
King Yan snorted coldly: Treason!
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Of course Feng Danyuan didn't really go to enjoy the flowers.
The three-day deadline has expired, and Nanming comes to listen.
Nanming is still Nanming, but the temperament of his whole body is different, like a swallow's branch out of its sheath, its sharp edge is revealed.
"Whatever Prince Chen wants to know, I will definitely tell you."
Feng Danyuan sat lazily on the chair and raised his eyes to look at him. Tsk, the wording was different, instead of "Wei Chen", it was "I".
"What do you want from the Yun Kingdom?"
"Power. What I want is not just a desert city, but all the northwest territory in my hands." Nan Ming spoke bluntly with gloomy eyebrows - he had no choice but to speak bluntly, because he couldn't hide it from Feng Danyuan.
The man in front of me was able to borrow millions of troops and dig three feet into the desert city just to find one person. Now he is also capable of leading an army to destroy the desert city.
There is no doubt that he can do it. Because he is Feng Danyuan, the God of War of the Yun Kingdom, and a member of the royal family of Northern Xinjiang.
Feng Danyuan sneered: "You dare to think so." Do you think he is a dead person?
Nan Ming said: "Of course I should think so. Since the prince has explored my background, it should be clear that those who can come out of Mocheng are either ghosts or strong men with extremely determined minds."
"A worm shakes a tree, and you don't know your own strength." Feng Danyuan said disdainfully.
"Whether you are overestimating your capabilities or not, let's see as we walk."
"Are you sure that I will give you a chance to leave?" Feng Danyuan's peach blossom eyes darkened, revealing murderous intent.
If you let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. He is not a fool.
"Yes. Because the current Yun State does not have the ability to truly control the northwest territory, but I can." Nanming showed no fear.
"Oh? You mean that the wars I fought in the past few years were all in vain?"
"With all due respect, the Northwest Territory was forced to submit to the prince's force, rather than willingly surrendering to the Yun Kingdom. The reason is also very simple. The lives of the people in the Northwest Territory today are no different from the past. They are still poor and hopeless."
"I can't do it, but you can?" After hearing this, Feng Danyuan really became interested in Nanming.
It had been a long time since he had met anyone who could stand in front of him so arrogantly and say these words - oh, the last one was Lin Ze.
Linze, Nanming, I almost forgot, they are the same person.
"I can do it. I can conquer the demons and ghosts all over Desert City, and naturally I can also conquer the northwest frontier and make them surrender. And I grew up there since I was a child. I know better than anyone else what the people there lack and need.
I will make it a new prosperous place." Nan Ming's eyes were firm.
"Oh, then I have misunderstood you. It turns out that you are a savior." Feng Danyuan couldn't help but sneer.
