"Then I'll leave everything to Doctor Fuling." Feng Chuhao sent the person away, turned around and returned to the study with a stern face.
"Your Highness, is it time to write a letter back?" The people around Feng Chuhao had already been replaced by Feng Chuyi's people.
Although Feng Chuhao had returned to normal these days, he didn't notice anything.
On the contrary, he was still complacent, thinking that he was the material. The original reluctance in his heart became complacent because of the support of the people.
I have absolutely no idea what I did.
"What kind of letter are you writing? Haven't you already sent it back? You just need to be alive." Feng Chuhao waved his hand impatiently.
The person behind him raised his eyes and looked at him. A hint of sarcasm flashed across the mountain. He took out a small flute from behind and blew a whistle.
Feng Chuhao's state quickly changed.
"Your Highness, please write back. It's almost time for us to set off." Seeing that Feng Chuhao was under control, he said no more.
"Father, wizard, the sound of the flute." Poria looked at Jin Wu.
"The Su family seems to have solved the problem." The old god Jin Wu finished his meditation and opened his eyes.
Fu Ling looked at him in surprise: "Has the wizard father expected it?"
Jin Wu's eyes were dull and he looked at Feng Chuhao's house: "We should be leaving soon. Their next step is to get rid of the Song family. Without the protagonist, the show cannot continue."
"Then how to deal with those people?" Fuling refers to those people who were ordered by Su Wei to murder them.
Jin Wu stopped what he was doing and gently caught a floating bamboo leaf.
With just a turning movement, the bamboo leaf broke into two pieces. The movement was sharp, but the tone was indifferent: "It's no longer useful, just use them to test the medicine."
"Okay." Fu Ling's eyes flashed.
"Go and see that guy more often. He is not a good person either." Jin Wu said proudly.
The tips of Fu Ling's ears suddenly felt hot and she nodded: "Okay, I understand."
After the people left, Jin Wu looked up at the clear sky outside, and his indifferent eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation: "It's over here, it's time to go back."
"Doctor Fu Ling." Feng Qiming looked at Fu Ling with a smile on his face, chewing these four words in his mouth.
Fu Ling was unmoved: "Your Highness, the matter in Shannan has almost been resolved. Take good care of your injuries."
Feng Qiming nodded and looked at her with an educated look: "With Dr. Fuling here, my injury will be fine."
Looking at his look, Fu Ling rolled her eyes. She must be addicted to acting, but she didn't want to accompany him.
Suddenly he turned around and bumped into a strong chest, and a hot breath came over him: "Fu Ling, how have you considered what I said that day?"
Fu Ling looked secretly and frowned, not wanting to talk to him about this topic.
But the hot breath surrounded her, and a pair of hot eyes stared at her.
His hands were tightly wrapped around her waist. Because she didn't speak, his strong arms contracted slightly.
He bent his head to her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on the side of her face: "If you don't answer me, I will take it as your acquiescence. Anyway, you have seen it, touched it, and even used it.
Should I be responsible?"
Fu Ling couldn't let go. She thought of Sui He looking like this, which was irresistible. The key was that the tone of the two people was exactly the same. They were indeed blood-related brothers and sisters: "You two, brother and sister, are exactly the same."
Come out."
Feng Qiming raised his eyebrows when he heard this and grasped the key point of the words: "Brother and sister?"
Fu Ling knew that she was out of breath and had spilled the beans, so she broke away from him and said, "This has nothing to do with you. You will know it later."
Then he looked at him warningly: "Don't say that again in the future."
After saying that, he ran out and looked a little bad. He stopped and stroked his heart which was beating wildly.
She admitted that she was confused, but the identities between the two also destined that they could not get together.
In this case, as long as you don't start, there will be no results.
Feng Qiming was thinking about what Fuling just said, brother and sister, sister.
Who is it? Or which of his sisters would have the guts to get involved with Dongchang? No.