Huoer hurriedly walked over, watching the mountains and sea full of the table, swallowing, "Is these things delicious?"

"It's delicious." Bai Ze held up a plate and handed it to Huoer. "This dish lady said what the West Lake Silverfish is, it's delicious, you try it!"

Huoer was also very polite. He ate it when he got it, and smashed his mouth with two bites. "Although it is much worse than barbecue meat, it is ok."

"Yes, you try this braised deer tendon again!"

When the two little guys saw the food, they forgot the di Fuyao next to them.

Seeing the two little guys eat happily, she had to give them time to eat first.

"General Fu, you don't have to follow me, I will take them away when Bai Ze and Huoer finish eating."

Fu Jiu didn't speak, but the action had already shown where she was going, and he would only go there.

Di Fuyao laughed and said, "General Fu, it's boring for you to follow me like this, you might as well go to Xichu to help your master."

Fu Jiu heard a bit of sourness from what he said.

"In short, don't follow me out of this palace. My emperor has his hands and feet and will protect himself."

She is now an eighth-tier martial artist and has more than enough self-protection ability.

Fu Jiu still didn't speak.

Di Fuyao didn't bother to care about him, so he wandered in the small garden outside the hall.

"Fujiu ..."

At this moment, there was a beautiful female voice behind him. Emperor Fu shook his eyes, and a white figure gradually came in from the hall door.

She is the master of the Snow Palace, the thousand Snow Maidens that Rong Ye said, Ye Zhongyuan's fiancee.

Di Fu shook his head and turned his head, walked into the gazebo and sat down, admiring the scenery by himself.

As soon as Yan Qianxue entered the palace door, she saw the Emperor Fuyao in the garden. When she saw her stunning face, a jealousy flashed in her eyes.

What a beautiful woman!

"Snow Master, what's the order?" Fu Jiu looked at Yan Qianxue.

Yan Qianxue walked slowly in front of him, the voice was not loud, but it was enough for Emperor Fu in the gazebo beside to hear.

"Why don't you see the night today, do you know where he went?"

The woman's voice is gentle and pleasant, with a hint of tenderness.

As soon as the man heard it, there would be a strong impulse to pity and cherish the jade.

Fu Jiu's face was still cold, "The emperor went out of the palace and went to find medicine for Master Xue."

"Oh ..." Yan Qianxue sighed lowly, as if regretful, "I made the favorite meal at night, but it's a pity. Fu Jiu, I don't know how long it will take to come back?

Fu Jiu answered truthfully: "Several days are as short as one month."

"Well then, I will wait for the night, no matter how long, I will wait." Yan Qianxue smiled softly and charmingly.

The tone was as if the newlywed wife was waiting for her husband to return, full of sweetness.

In the gazebo.

Di Fuya heard the dialogue between the two clearly.

As a woman, she couldn't hear Yan Qianxue's love for Ye Zhongyuan.

When Yan Qianxue was leaving, she turned her head to look at the direction of the gazebo, with a touch of pride in the corner of her mouth.

No matter who you are, how beautiful you are, but the night can only be me Yan Qianxue!

Soon after Yan Qianxue left, Di Fuyao did not continue to sit down.

I just felt an inexplicable irritability.

She got up, strode back to the temple, and shouted that Bai Ze and Huo Er left for Nanxuan.

Huo'er instantly turned into the real body of the dark flame fire phoenix.

Emperor Fu shook a vertical leap and flew up between the wings of the Phoenix, and then Bai Ze followed.

When Fu Jiugang was about to lift his breath, he heard the voice of refusal, "General Fu, the fire beast will trouble you to give it to Changsheng, see you again in the next day, goodbye!"

The dark flames of the Phoenix fluttered their wings and flew up high, leaving a faint line of fire in the sky.

"This girl, just wait to see me like this?" Fu Jiu laughed bitterly, always feeling that the words he said when he entered the palace counterproductive.

The dark flame fire phoenix flew out from the North Palace Palace, attracting many people's attention.

Especially Yan Qianxue, when she saw the dark flame fire phoenix flying out of the palace she just came out, her face could not help but change greatly, "Is the warrior who tamed the dark flame fire phoenix turned out to be the amazing woman just now?"

Suddenly she felt like being close to the enemy!

...

Wind House.

Feng Ling'er's pain has been caused by the traditional Chinese medicine sitting baths in recent days, and the skin has become the color of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Daddy, Linger really can't stand it!" Feng Linger couldn't stand it, so he went to Fengzhen. "Daddy, let grandpa and grandpa come back soon!"

Feng Zhentian was also very irritable, but she was helpless in the face of her baby daughter, "Linger, your grandpa went to Xichu to find the Oriental Festival. He wo n’t return without curing his eyes. All right."

"Daddy!" Feng Linger cried and made noise.

"Feiyu, take your sister back to the room, don't let her run around." Lest Hualiu be transmitted to her family.

The second half of the sentence Feng Zhentian did not say.

Feng Feiyu frowned, and quickly put on his mask and gloves, and dared to step forward to pull Fenglinger after he was armed.

"Even my brother hated Linger, didn't he?" Feng Linger cried when he saw Feng Feiyu, who was armed.

"Brother was the one who hurt Linger the most. Why are you all afraid of Linger now? Linger is a human being, and it is not a disgusting thing!"

Because of Hualiu disease, she was bathed in traditional Chinese medicine every day, and rumors were already circulating in Fufu.

Whether she was a family member or an affiliate, she hid far away when she saw her.

How could she bear this grievance, which has always been the pearl of Feng's family?

"No, no, why can't I hate Linger? It's just an extraordinary period, and the necessary protective measures are still needed." Feng Feiyu explained awkwardly.

He reached out and carefully grasped Feng Linger's arm, and then said bitterly, "Linger is good, my father has Korean affairs, and we should not disturb his father."

"Excuse! All excuses!" Feng Linger yelled angrily.

Feng Zhentian became more and more irritable when he looked at him, and he just got up and left.

"vomit--"

Suddenly, Feng Linger retched.

Feng Feiyu fled away in fear, for fear that she would spit out some bacteria.

"Nausea!" Feng Linger retched again.

"What's the matter?" Feng Zhentian stopped and asked with a somber face.

Feng Ling'er looked pale, and he patted his chest with a small hand, and said uncomfortably, "Brother, I want to have some sour pressure and nausea. Would you like Linger to get some sour plums?"

"Okay, you wait!" Feng Feiyu turned and went.

Feng Zhentian grabbed Feng Feiyu and whispered something before letting him go.

"Linger, how long have you been vomiting?" Feng Zhen asked.

He remembered that when his wife was pregnant with Feiyu, she was so sick every day.

"It's been a few days, but I vomited more frequently these two days." Feng Linger said with a pale face, "But it's nothing, just a bit of acid pressure will be fine. Uh ... Dad, you look How can it be so ugly? "

Feng Zhentian was somber and silent.

It wasn't until Feng Feiyu took a plate of sour plums and brought the doctor, he said, "Feng Lao, please see what happened to the little girl?"