"You mean, we..." Ye Luosha looked at Di Ji and frowned slightly.
Ye Luosha didn't like Feng Jiu'er in the first place. After her Mu'er memory was restored, she seemed to have nothing to do with Feng Jiu'er.
However, after raising him for many years, she could not completely guess what he was thinking.
Now it is no longer just a matter between two brothers and a woman, Feng Jiu'er has even influenced Ah Jiu's decision, which is unforgivable!
"Shut up!" Di Ji interrupted Ye Luosha in a deep voice.
After looking around, he sighed lightly, and then his eyes returned to Ye Luosha.
"Have you forgotten Ah Jiu's warning? How could you be so careless?"
"Father, are you saying that Feng Jiu'er has become very powerful now? How is this possible?" Leng Yue's frown could kill a fly.
"Could it be that she has really mastered the unparalleled magical skills?"
"Feng Jiuer's current martial arts is indeed very powerful, but..."
"Shut up!" Di Ji patted the handle of the wheelchair and interrupted Ye Luosha again, "Go and let the brother who just delivered the letter come in."
"Yes, foster father." Leng Yue was unwilling to accept it, but she could only nod, turned around and walked out.
Feng Jiuer actually practiced peerless magical skills. How could it be possible with her qualifications?
But even the adoptive father and Senior Ye said so, and nine times out of ten, this is the truth.
Why is Feng Jiuer's life so good? They tried every means, but they still couldn't kill her!
Now that she is allowed to practice magical skills, could it be said that the position of the Lord's wife really belongs to Feng Jiu'er?
Leng Yue felt extremely uncomfortable. When she came back with her brothers, she kept her head down, wondering what she was calculating.
"Old Lord." The brother who came in was from the Tianzun Sect.
"Who sent the letter just now?" Di Ji asked in a deep voice.
"It's a bird. It seems to be the bird that Miss Jiu'er gave to the Lord." The brother responded softly.
As soon as he heard the word "Jiu'er", Di Ji's face became darker.
"Old Lord, what are your orders?" Brother asked with his hands raised.
"It's okay, let's go out." Di Ji put away the anger on his face and waved his hand.
"Yes, old lord." The brother nodded, turned and left.
"As expected..."
"Send me over to rest." Di Ji interrupted Leng Yue indifferently.
Leng Yue frowned and looked back outside.
Everyone has left, why doesn't her adoptive father let her talk?
Before Leng Yue could ask more questions, Di Ji's voice sounded again: "Didn't Ah Jiu mention the Spring Festival celebration just now? I'm not flexible, please follow up on this matter."
Di Ji looked at Ye Luosha, and Ye Luosha met his gaze, frowned slightly, and nodded.
"Well, you have a good rest."
Without saying a word, Ye Luosha and Elder Shi turned and left.
Leng Yue glanced at the two people who were leaving, turned back, and returned her gaze to Di Ji.
"Father, Feng Jiu'er obviously deserves to die, why don't you let me continue?"
"You don't have the final say whether Feng Jiuer should die or not! Don't mention this matter again in the future." Di Ji stared at Leng Yue and warned.
"Come on, take me there to rest."
Regardless of whether it was Feng Jiuer or not, Di Ji had long been disappointed with Leng Yue.
At this time, even if he really had any plan, he couldn't let Leng Yue participate, lest she ruin the big thing.
"Father, I'm sorry! Yue'er knows what she should do and what she should do, and she won't go beyond it in the future."
"Please foster father, don't give up on Yue'er. Yue'er will definitely become the Yue'er you want to be."
Pursing her lips lightly, Leng Yue came behind Di Ji, pushed him and walked out.
Everything is because of Feng Jiu'er. Every time I talk about her, I can't even control myself.
As much as Leng Yue loved Zhan Qingcheng, she hated Feng Jiu'er. She wanted to get rid of Feng Jiu'er all the time.
Seeing that her adoptive father and Senior Ye were dissatisfied with Feng Jiuer, she should be happy.
After leaving the main hall, Leng Yue raised her eyes to look at the sunlight in the sky, with an evil smile on her lips.
Why Zhan Qingcheng left suddenly in a hurry is as everyone guessed.
Not far from the city gate of Phoenix City, a carriage and several horses were approaching the city gate.
"Brother, we are almost to Phoenix City, aren't we?" Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at the large farmland in front of him and was very excited.
"Yeah." Zhao Yusheng slowed down, looked sideways at Zhao Xiaoxiao, and nodded.
"This is the territory of Phoenix City. You can reach the city gate through this crop field. Xiaoxiao, remember what you promised to big brother, you must..."
"Great! I really want to go to the city and see it right away."
Zhao Xiaoxiao took the horse's rope and accelerated the horse's pace, directly ignoring Zhao Yusheng's words.
"Xiao Xiao." Zhao Yusheng called softly.
Seeing that Zhao Xiaoxiao paid no attention to him, he could only shake his head and look back at his brothers who were following him.
"Go and protect the young lady. We must go into the city together later."
"Yes." The two brothers nodded at the same time and drove their horses to follow Zhao Xiaoxiao's footsteps.
Zhao Yusheng turned around and came to the edge of the carriage.
"Jiuer, how is Jianyi's situation? We are about to enter the city."
"Almost there?" Feng Jiu'er opened the curtain and stuck her head out, "Jianyi will be great with me watching."
"Let's speed up a little bit. I'm almost starving. I have to have a good meal when I get back to the city."
"Yes." Little Cherry also poked her head out of the carriage and looked at Zhao Yusheng, "I'm almost starving too."
"Since Jian Yi's situation allows it, let's speed up." Zhao Yusheng nodded and his eyes fell on his brother who was a groom.
The brother glanced sideways at Zhao Yusheng and nodded: "Yes, Young Master."
Feng Jiuer stood up, stretched, glanced left and right, and stopped at the back right.
"Chasing the moon."
A white horse neighed from the side of the carriage and rushed over.
"Jianyi, you can rest for a while, I want to accompany my Zhuiyue."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer flew up into the sky and landed on Zhuiyue in the blink of an eye.
Her speed and particularly charming appearance left many people stunned.
Zhao Yusheng looked at the woman beside him and curled his lips slightly.
"Jiu'er's Qinggong seems to have improved a lot."
"Is it just a lot of progress?" Feng Jiuer glanced at Zhao Yusheng and frowned slightly, "It is obvious that he has made rapid progress."
"Now I feel a bit like our bird. I can fly when I want and stop when I want. As time goes by, I will definitely be more flexible than a swallow."
Feng Jiuer looked back at the carriage, and her cheerful voice continued: "Little Cherry, take good care of Jianyi for me."
"I can't wait to go to the city now, I..."
Before Feng Jiuer finished speaking, she seemed to feel something and raised her eyes to look forward.
Not only her, but also Zhuiyue became excited instantly.
"Chasing the moon, go."
Feng Jiu'er took the horse's rope and chased the moon with a brisk pace, and quickly moved forward.
