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He Wenhao watched Feng Yichen's carriage go away, still standing in the same place, motionless.
Forbearance pulled to pull his cape: "young master, we should go."
He Wenhao turned around and got into his carriage with the help of forbearance.
Can't help but ask: "young master, are you very sad?"
"There's nothing to be sad about." He Wenhao lifted the car curtain and looked at the bleak street outside the carriage with a lonely face: "in the whole south, only Marshal Feng can give her a sense of security."
Bear some anger: "if it was not for the turmoil in Yuncheng, Miss Mo would not have been taken to the camp by young commander Feng to suffer.".
At least Miss Mo was born in a wealthy family. She was used to living in a humble place in the camp.
It's all because master he is so heartless.
He fled with his family's money, but he left you in Yuncheng alone. If his family was defeated, the whole South would be occupied by the Oriental people, and they would certainly come back and rob you of your property....
he Wenhao didn't know where he had the confidence, and said firmly: "the South can't fall into the hands of the Oriental people."
Bear of don't understand: "young master, how do you know?"
"Because there is Feng Shaojin in the south." He Wenhao had a bitter smile on his lips: "a bloody young commander should have been the blessing of the people in the south. He would rather live with the city than allow this land to be trampled by other people.
It's a pity that Feng Muyun and he are not of the same mind.
It's a big mistake to make a careless mistake. "
I can't bear to understand these countries. I only know that young master and Young Marshal Feng have a win-win relationship.
...
Mo Lingwei opened the gauze on Feng Yichen's eyes and said in a warm voice: "you can open your eyes."
Feng Yichen: ---
Feng Yichen took a deep breath and clenched his hands.
Mo Lingwei took the needle and thread from the embroidery basket and stretched it in front of him: "if you can put this thread into the pinhole, it will be OK."
After a pause, he said, "sooner or later, you have to face it. Open your eyes."
Feng Shaojin single handed negative behind, seemingly expressionless, but the tight look exposed the inner uneasiness.
Feng Yichen bit his lips and opened his eyes slowly.
The man in front of him was hazy, and he blinked.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand in front of his eyes and asked, "how's it going?"
Feng Yichen blinked again, and the two people standing in front of him gradually became clear from obscurity, "brother, I can still see."
There was a hint of excitement in his voice.
Mo Lingwei handed him the needle and thread in her hand: "let's put in the needle."
Feng Yichen took the needle and thread, twisted the thread, aimed at the small hole, and put it in at once.
Feng Shaojin breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Yichen's eyebrows fly: "my eyes are OK. My eyes are OK. I can still operate on patients as before."
Feng Shaojin gave a "well" and said: "since you have good eyes, it's time to send your wife and father Shuai to leave here. Shuai ordered you to go to the western countries. You must trace the trace of he Changqing."
"Is he Changqing in the western countries?" Feng Yi Chen Teng stood up from the chair: "it has been delayed for so many days, and it's time to leave."
He looked at Feng Shaojin, his eyes full of reluctant and worried: "brother, before I come back, you must be safe."
"Well." Feng Shaojin nodded lightly.
Feng Yichen's nose is sour. He thinks of Feng Shaoqing who has already passed away.
After leaving the camp, Feng Yichen rushed back to the governor's house.
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He Wenhao watched Feng Yichen's carriage go away, still standing in the same place, motionless.
Forbearance pulled to pull his cape: "young master, we should go."
He Wenhao turned around and got into his carriage with the help of forbearance.
Can't help but ask: "young master, are you very sad?"
"There's nothing to be sad about." He Wenhao lifted the car curtain and looked at the bleak street outside the carriage with a lonely face: "in the whole south, only Marshal Feng can give her a sense of security."
Bear some anger: "if it was not for the turmoil in Yuncheng, Miss Mo would not have been taken to the camp by young commander Feng to suffer.".
At least Miss Mo was born in a wealthy family. She was used to living in a humble place in the camp.
It's all because master he is so heartless.
He fled with his family's money, but he left you in Yuncheng alone. If his family was defeated, the whole South would be occupied by the Oriental people, and they would certainly come back and rob you of your property....
he Wenhao didn't know where he had the confidence, and said firmly: "the South can't fall into the hands of the Oriental people."
Bear of don't understand: "young master, how do you know?"
"Because there is Feng Shaojin in the south." He Wenhao had a bitter smile on his lips: "a bloody young commander should have been the blessing of the people in the south. He would rather live with the city than allow this land to be trampled by other people.
It's a pity that Feng Muyun and he are not of the same mind.
It's a big mistake to make a careless mistake. "
I can't bear to understand these countries. I only know that young master and Young Marshal Feng have a win-win relationship.
...
Mo Lingwei opened the gauze on Feng Yichen's eyes and said in a warm voice: "you can open your eyes."
Feng Yichen: ---
Feng Yichen took a deep breath and clenched his hands.
Mo Lingwei took the needle and thread from the embroidery basket and stretched it in front of him: "if you can put this thread into the pinhole, it will be OK."
After a pause, he said, "sooner or later, you have to face it. Open your eyes."
Feng Shaojin single handed negative behind, seemingly expressionless, but the tight look exposed the inner uneasiness.
Feng Yichen bit his lips and opened his eyes slowly.
The man in front of him was hazy, and he blinked.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand in front of his eyes and asked, "how's it going?"
Feng Yichen blinked again, and the two people standing in front of him gradually became clear from obscurity, "brother, I can still see."
There was a hint of excitement in his voice.
Mo Lingwei handed him the needle and thread in her hand: "let's put in the needle."
Feng Yichen took the needle and thread, twisted the thread, aimed at the small hole, and put it in at once.
Feng Shaojin breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Yichen's eyebrows fly: "my eyes are OK. My eyes are OK. I can still operate on patients as before."
Feng Shaojin gave a "well" and said: "since you have good eyes, it's time to send your wife and father Shuai to leave here. Shuai ordered you to go to the western countries. You must trace the trace of he Changqing."
"Is he Changqing in the western countries?" Feng Yi Chen Teng stood up from the chair: "it has been delayed for so many days, and it's time to leave."
He looked at Feng Shaojin, his eyes full of reluctant and worried: "brother, before I come back, you must be safe."
"Well." Feng Shaojin nodded lightly.
Feng Yichen's nose is sour. He thinks of Feng Shaoqing who has already passed away.
After leaving the camp, Feng Yichen rushed back to the governor's house.
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He Wenhao watched Feng Yichen's carriage go away, still standing in the same place, motionless. Forbearance pulled to pull his cape: "young master, we should go." He Wenhao turned around and got into his carriage with the help of forbearance. Can't help but ask: "young master, are you very sad?" "There's nothing to be sad about." He Wenhao lifted the car curtain and looked at the bleak street outside the carriage with a lonely face: "in the whole south, only Marshal Feng can give her a sense of security." Bear some anger: "if it was not for the turmoil in Yuncheng, Miss Mo would not have been taken to the camp by young commander Feng to suffer.". At least Miss Mo was born in a wealthy family. She was used to living in a humble place in the camp. It's all because master he is so heartless. He fled with his family's money, but he left you in Yuncheng alone. If his family was defeated, the whole South would be occupied by the Oriental people, and they would certainly come back and rob you of your property.... he Wenhao didn't know where he had the confidence, and said firmly: "the South can't fall into the hands of the Oriental people." Bear of don't understand: "young master, how do you know?" "Because there is Feng Shaojin in the south." He Wenhao had a bitter smile on his lips: "a bloody young commander should have been the blessing of the people in the south. He would rather live with the city than allow this land to be trampled by other people. It's a pity that Feng Muyun and he are not of the same mind. It's a big mistake to make a careless mistake. " I can't bear to understand these countries. I only know that young master and Young Marshal Feng have a win-win relationship. ... Mo Lingwei opened the gauze on Feng Yichen's eyes and said in a warm voice: "you can open your eyes." Feng Yichen: --- Feng Yichen took a deep breath and clenched his hands. Mo Lingwei took the needle and thread from the embroidery basket and stretched it in front of him: "if you can put this thread into the pinhole, it will be OK." After a pause, he said, "sooner or later, you have to face it. Open your eyes." Feng Shaojin single handed negative behind, seemingly expressionless, but the tight look exposed the inner uneasiness. Feng Yichen bit his lips and opened his eyes slowly. The man in front of him was hazy, and he blinked. Feng Shaojin raised her hand in front of his eyes and asked, "how's it going?" Feng Yichen blinked again, and the two people standing in front of him gradually became clear from obscurity, "brother, I can still see." There was a hint of excitement in his voice. Mo Lingwei handed him the needle and thread in her hand: "let's put in the needle." Feng Yichen took the needle and thread, twisted the thread, aimed at the small hole, and put it in at once. Feng Shaojin breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Yichen's eyebrows fly: "my eyes are OK. My eyes are OK. I can still operate on patients as before." Feng Shaojin gave a "well" and said: "since you have good eyes, it's time to send your wife and father Shuai to leave here. Shuai ordered you to go to the western countries. You must trace the trace of he Changqing." "Is he Changqing in the western countries?" Feng Yi Chen Teng stood up from the chair: "it has been delayed for so many days, and it's time to leave." He looked at Feng Shaojin, his eyes full of reluctant and worried: "brother, before I come back, you must be safe." "Well." Feng Shaojin nodded lightly. Feng Yichen's nose is sour. He thinks of Feng Shaoqing who has already passed away. After leaving the camp, Feng Yichen rushed back to the governor's house. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
