The Concubine of the Phoenix Conquers the World

Han'er nodded with an ignorant look on his face, and it took a long time for him to say: "Then father can also bring mother home quickly, right?"

The string on Qian Qixue's forehead instantly collapsed, what happened to this dead child, which pot can't be lifted without opening it!

The result was obvious, Han'er suffered another blow to the head.

"Children, take care of your own affairs, don't talk nonsense!"

Han'er rubbed her buzzing head, but hummed in her heart, Daddy is simply angry, no matter how powerful and invincible he is, he is not at a loss when he encounters his mother. .

After the conversation was over, Qian Fangxue personally sent the little guy back.

He gently opened the door, although it was pitch-dark inside, it was indeed unobstructed for him.

He walked to the bed accurately, and by the faint moonlight from the window, he saw the woman lying on the bed who was already asleep, with wet tears on her face.

After two days of not seeing her, she looked a lot thinner than before, which made him both distressed and worried.

"Father..." The little doll in his arms was about to make a sound, but he covered his mouth and placed him beside Feng Yinshuang.

He lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Be with your mother, you are her only comfort now!"

In fact, no matter if what Han'er said was sincere or not, he didn't mind at all. Since he couldn't stand by her side now, it would be a good choice to have their son's company.

He stood by the bed and watched the big and small embrace each other and fell asleep. His heart was full of moving and complicated emotions. The two of them were the most important people in his life. Looking at him would also be very satisfying.

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It was dawn, and Feng Yinshuang looked at the little head that was sleeping soundly in her arms, and was stunned for a while before she recovered.

Didn't he sleep alone in another room last night, when did he come here?

Could it be that Hongluan found him kicking the quilt when he was sleeping, worried that he would catch a cold, so he sent it to her room?

Even if she asks about this kind of thing, it is absolutely impossible to get a reliable result. Even if Hong Luan knows what happened, she will never reveal the slightest in front of her, and will only take it silently.

Day by day, the news of the completion of the restoration of the river bridge came that day, which made Feng Yinshuang's increasingly quiet heart finally burst a little.

They have been in Huocheng for a whole month, but it seems to have gone through a century. During this period, she has experienced big and small things, which made her feel depressed and suffocated. She didn't want to delay for a quarter of an hour and wanted to leave immediately. here.

They had packed up the night before and set out on their journey the next morning.

The carriage had just driven out of the gate of the small courtyard when he heard a surprised cry from Juechen, who was driving outside.

"What are you?"

Feng Yinshuang hurriedly opened the curtain and looked out, and saw Ning Yun and Lin Zixuan, who were just newly married, standing there hand in hand. When she saw her, there was a flash of light in her eyes.

"We heard the news of the completion of the Tianhe Bridge, and we expected that the benefactor must be leaving soon, so we came here to show him off."

Feng Yinshuang smiled slightly and said, "You are too polite. At the beginning, helping you was just a little effort. Now that I see the lovers finally getting married, I am sincerely happy for you."