"Madam, what should we do now?" Monkey has a calm temperament. Now his master is missing. Madam has this ability, and he is willing to listen to her.
Besides, now that I am in Feng Country, I can only listen to my wife.
Feng Wu's face was not as relaxed as before. He sank down and did not answer his question. Instead, he said something else: "People who come from the Northern Kingdom will arrive in the Northern Kingdom soon, right?"
Monkey didn't know why, but he still nodded: "The Seventh Prince should indeed have arrived. I will let people pay attention to the news over there."
Feng Wu sighed and hesitated for a moment. Although she didn't want to doubt anyone, she felt uncomfortable thinking about those eyes she saw in Prince Qin's Mansion, so she didn't have much emotion to talk to him: "You know husband
How many things?"
Looking at Monkey's puzzled expression, Feng Wu explained: "I feel that with your husband's martial arts, there are only a handful of people who can injure him. I have already investigated those people and there are no problems."
The monkey's expression paused, and he instantly understood what Feng Wu meant: "Madam, what do you mean?"
Feng Wu nodded: "Besides this, I can't think of anywhere else to go."
A person suddenly appeared in Monkey's mind, but he didn't want to believe it: "National Master."
"But how is this possible?" Don't say he doesn't believe it, maybe even his master doesn't believe it.
Feng Wu trembled, his eyes turned extremely cold for a moment, and even his voice was filled with chills: "I don't know these things, and I don't want to think so, but I don't believe there is such a coincidence."
The monkey's hands on the side were clasped together tightly, trembling slightly, and he spoke with some difficulty: "National Master, if it weren't for him, the master would have died when he was born."
Therefore, the Imperial Master is Qin Yichuan's savior, and no one can doubt him.
The monkey was silent for a while, his cold face looked a little dazed at this moment: "Even the master knows martial arts and was taught by the national master. Even the national master tried every means to help the master suppress the poison in the body."
The monkey can't say the words after "so", but everything is in words.
There was no warmth in Feng Wu's eyes at this moment, and he frowned lightly: "So it can't be him."
The monkey nodded.
Feng Wu had a different idea. She had experienced life and death, and she had also experienced the cruelest human heart in the world.
Lowering his eyelids lightly, Feng Wu took a deep breath, apparently not making any movement.
At this moment, she exuded a strange aura, only chill, endless chill, with a deep undercurrent.
The voice was a little rough and hoarse, but also ethereal: "But are there really people in this world who are related by blood? Are there people who are protected for no reason or even with all their lives?"
After Feng Wu finished speaking, he laughed softly again. It seemed that he was not the same person as the person who exuded a fierce aura just now: "Yes, isn't it?"
Aren't they Dongfang Zhi and Lin Ling, as well as Master Hua.
Monkey doesn't understand why Feng Wu's relationship has changed so much overnight, so he can only listen to Feng Wu's orders.
"How much does the Imperial Master know about Qianji?" Feng Wu continued to ask. His previous mood swings were just an illusion.
"The Imperial Master versus Qianji," Hou Hou was about to say, but then stopped silently.
"What's wrong?" Feng Wu looked at him puzzled.
Monkey paused for a moment, then continued: "The National Preceptor knows that Qianji is the largest intelligence collection agency in the North, and even a lot of information was obtained by Qianji with the help of the National Preceptor."
Feng Wu smelled something different and interrupted him: "Then does he know what his husband did after Qian Ji?"
The monkey's expression was suddenly stunned, and the master revealed part of it to the master, but, but, the expression didn't know how to react for a moment: "Madam."