After talking to Ling Yue and the others for a while, Luo Qingfeng returned to the First Chamber of Commerce.
Not long after we returned, it got dark.
She lit the lamp and the room was brightly lit.
The afterimage walked through the dark night and walked to the half-open window, with a perfect smile on his handsome face.
"Qingfeng."
Luo Qingfeng looked back and saw the person lying by the window, and sighed helplessly.
You know, this guy is like this every time.
"Ninth Prince, can't you take good care of your health?" He jumped over the wall in the middle of the night, feeling like he was an expert.
Ever since they met, and since Fengyun Town, look at how many times he has climbed over the wall.
"Don't you still need Qingfeng to take care of your husband's injuries?" Feng Jinghong climbed through the window and walked to Luo Qingfeng's side.
With a perfect smile, he picked her up with both hands, then sat down where she was sitting and let her sit on his lap.
"You don't even have a bloody wound on your body." Luo Qingfeng glanced at him with disgust, then stretched out her hands to wrap around his neck.
Judging from his face, the poison on his body has been detoxified. It seems that he took the antidote pill.
That's fine.
He looked weak at every turn and fell down at every turn. It was really frightening.
Feng Jinghong smiled without saying a word and held her in his arms, his smile full of doting.
"Speaking of which." Luo Qingfeng had just wrapped her fingers around his hair. She looked at him with a smile, "How long can you pretend to be sick?"
According to rumors, he has been pretending to be ill for quite a few years from the first time he fainted until today.
"If Qingfeng doesn't want my husband to pretend to be sick, then he won't pretend to be sick." Feng Jinghong raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"It's dangerous if you don't pretend to be sick." She played with his hair and rubbed it gently with her fingers.
Seeing her little move, he just smiled and didn't stop her.
"It's more troublesome, but it's nothing compared to Qingfeng's thoughts." Nothing can be compared with his family's Qingfeng.
"Then forget it." She didn't like trouble, so how could she let trouble come to him.
He looked a little weaker like this, but it didn't hurt at all, and he didn't have to worry about it all the time.
"Okay, if Qingfeng says forget it, forget it." Feng Jinghong nodded with a smile.
"There's something else I want to ask you." She put her hands on his shoulders, sat upright, and asked seriously.
"What" is there something else?
"It's not a big deal, I just want to ask about the situation of Zhentiansha." Zhentiansha is the one Ling Yue and the others were talking about during the day.
This force will be put under control in a few days, so let's ask about the situation first.
"It's not a big force. It's better than the Tiger Gang in Fengyun Town. If you want to control Zhentiansha, you must first defeat the three Spirit Emperors." Overall, it's not a big deal.
Luo Qingfeng nodded thoughtfully, it turned out that it was that simple.
If the people of Zhentiansha heard this, they would definitely vomit blood.
What do you mean it's that simple?
three spiritual emperors
They, Zhentian Cha, are at least powerful in the imperial capital and have connections, okay?
"I understand, let's go to sleep." Luo Qingfeng nodded and struggled to get up.
"Well, sleep." Feng Jinghong responded, picked her up and walked to the bed.
Seeing his actions, Luo Qingfeng did not stop him.
"Then I'll go to sleep first." She leaned against his chest and rubbed her face, smiling and closing her eyes.
As long as he is here, she doesn't have to worry about the rest.
Feng Jinghong smiled fondly, then shook his head helplessly.
"Go to sleep."
His little Qing'er has been working hard these days.