Gu Fenglin's cold and strong hand pressed down gently, and Meng Jia suddenly felt out of breath.
Just from such a face-to-face meeting, he already knew that he was no match for Gu Fenglin.
He simply gave up resisting, held his head high, and smiled lazily: "If I say I'm scared, you're the one who's scared. Does Mu Yunhan know that you've become like this?
Let me guess, you must be as scared as a mouse these days, hiding in the dark all day long, afraid to let her see your true face, right?
Isn't it particularly uncomfortable for the once beautiful and charming priest-sama to suddenly become such a desolate person?"
As Meng Jia spoke, he was secretly accumulating strength in his hands, waiting for Gu Fenglin to be unable to bear it any longer and strike out in rage, which would be the time for him to fight back and escape.
But Gu Fenglin slowly let go of his hand and said calmly: "I feel very sad, and I really don't want her to see me like I am now.
But she always knew, but she always pretended not to know, because she was afraid that I would be uncomfortable, which far outweighed her fear of it."
Gu Fenglin looked at Meng Jia and smiled brightly: "With a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"
Although he has a pair of red eyes and wears a dark, wide hood and a long hood, half of his face is hidden in the shadows.
But this person is still so dazzling and dazzling that no one dares to look at him.
"Damn it!" Meng Jia couldn't help but uttered a curse word. It was so jealous! He was a little angry: "That's because she is superficial and can only look at faces!"
"Oh, you also think I'm better looking than you now? So you're jealous?"
Gu Fenglin saw through his jealousy at a glance, raised the corners of his lips and smiled proudly, looking really bad.
He's very good-looking, and he's not bad either! Meng Jia felt depressed for a while, and regardless of whether he could beat Gu Fenglin, he just raised his hand and punched him.
His martial arts have improved a lot over the years, and few people can defeat him. This punch was thrown out with all his strength, and it was mixed with a powerful force.
However, he didn't even touch the corner of Gu Fenglin's clothes. He couldn't even see clearly how Gu Fenglin moved. The person was already standing behind him.
Meng Jia sighed and gave up resistance completely: "You're not here just to show off your beauty and strength, right? What do you want from me?"
Gu Fenglin saluted him solemnly and bowed to the ground.
Meng Jia couldn't help but become serious: "What happened?"
"Entrust it to a person." Gu Fenglin said: "In return, I will give you three pieces of advice."
"The first one is about the rebellion in the north. Arrangements were made long before I returned to the capital. After some time, when Qingfeng arrives, the rebels will formally surrender.
At that time, the Lin family will definitely eliminate the dissidents, defeat them one by one, and then quickly eliminate them. What you have to do is to protect them, recruit them, and preserve your strength so that you can fight against the Qi people in the future."
"Second, don't commit murders and treat the child better. He'll be fine as you are now..."
Meng Jia interrupted him: "The priest is a priest of Zhao State. If you tell me these things, does it count as treason?"
"This is the way of heaven. Whether the country's surname is Zhao or Meng depends on its own destiny. As a priest, what you have to do is not to help the monarch plan the world, but to try your best to save the lives of more people.
In the past, I took the lead in fighting and stopped killing with killing, in order to let more people survive and not be displaced. Now I help you, also in order to let more people survive."
Gu Fenglin calmly smoothed the wrinkles on his robe: "Farewell."