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Among Feng Muyun's three sons, Feng Shaoqing, the most beloved, is gentle and has the bottom line. Feng Shaojin, the most rebellious, is the most capable but also the most independent. She has never been easily controlled.
Feng Yichen, who has been neglected for a long time, has no ambition for power. His two elder brothers bear all the responsibilities and burdens of the Feng family for him. He is immersed in his favorite medical field, living freely and filial.
From small to large, Feng Yichen has never spoken to Feng Muyun in such a severe tone, let alone against Feng Muyun's decision.
Feng Muyun became angry and trembled with anger.
Mrs. Feng supported Feng Muyun: "Yichen, your father Shuai just accidentally did something wrong. How can you talk to him in this tone?"
Feng Yi Chen head also don't return to go upstairs, throw down a words: "after midnight, will have escort to escort you to leave, you see to do."
Mrs. Feng: ---
Mrs. Feng turned around and looked at the dark faced Feng Muyun: "Sir, you can do whatever you want. I will help you."
After sleeping for two hours, Feng Yichen was woken up by the housekeeper. He got up, changed his clothes, opened the drawer, hid two guns in his arms, put on his cloak, and strode downstairs.
"Where are the master and the lady? Did you get up? " Feng Yichen stood in the hall, looking at the carriage parked outside through the dim light.
"Get up." The housekeeper asked, "young master, do you want to ride a horse or a carriage?"
"Ride a horse." Feng Yichen strides out of the hall, turns over and mounts his horse, waiting for his wife and Feng Muyun to come out.
Feng Muyun wore a humble blue gown, suffering from years of illness, making him look like an ordinary old man.
Mrs. Feng changed into a dark gray cheongsam with a white tassel shawl. She simply rolled up her gray hair and put in an ordinary mahogany hairpin. She didn't put any powder on her face.
At a glance, it looks like a pair of plain old husband and wife.
Mrs. Feng helped Feng Muyun into the carriage. Feng Yichen turned the horse's head and took the guard to escort the carriage and set out.
When the carriage came out of Yuncheng, the sky was getting brighter. In late autumn, the fog and breath condensed into white fog in the lights at the gates of inns and restaurants along the way.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Mrs. Feng's voice came: "Yi Chen, I've been in the carriage for several hours. Your father and I are going to be tossed away. Find a place to have some morning tea and have a rest."
Feng Yi Chen looked at the sky and thought that it was still early, so he agreed.
The guard knocked on a shop and asked for hot tea and turnip bread. He soon filled the space downstairs. Feng Yichen took Feng Muyun and his wife upstairs to the private room.
Seal evening cloud to eat half, pressed belly.
Mrs. Feng quickly stood up and said, "what's the matter? Did you have a bad stomach last night?"
Feng Muyun waved his hand: "you eat first, I'll go downstairs."
Feng Yichen raises his feet and goes downstairs with Feng Muyun. He checks the situation around the store and finds nothing unusual, so he returns to the private room.
After breakfast, Feng Muyun runs to the toilet downstairs three times. Seeing that Feng Muyun's face is getting worse and worse, Feng Yichen can't bear it. He talks to the shopkeeper and goes to the nearby drugstore to pick up the herbs.
If you can't cure Feng Muyun's diarrhea, you will be in trouble when you get on the boat.
Feng Yichen picks up a few suitable herbs in a small drugstore. After paying, he wrists the bag and is about to leave, but he hears a "bang" shot www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Among Feng Muyun's three sons, Feng Shaoqing, the most beloved, is gentle and has the bottom line. Feng Shaojin, the most rebellious, is the most capable but also the most independent. She has never been easily controlled.
Feng Yichen, who has been neglected for a long time, has no ambition for power. His two elder brothers bear all the responsibilities and burdens of the Feng family for him. He is immersed in his favorite medical field, living freely and filial.
From small to large, Feng Yichen has never spoken to Feng Muyun in such a severe tone, let alone against Feng Muyun's decision.
Feng Muyun became angry and trembled with anger.
Mrs. Feng supported Feng Muyun: "Yichen, your father Shuai just accidentally did something wrong. How can you talk to him in this tone?"
Feng Yi Chen head also don't return to go upstairs, throw down a words: "after midnight, will have escort to escort you to leave, you see to do."
Mrs. Feng: ---
Mrs. Feng turned around and looked at the dark faced Feng Muyun: "Sir, you can do whatever you want. I will help you."
After sleeping for two hours, Feng Yichen was woken up by the housekeeper. He got up, changed his clothes, opened the drawer, hid two guns in his arms, put on his cloak, and strode downstairs.
"Where are the master and the lady? Did you get up? " Feng Yichen stood in the hall, looking at the carriage parked outside through the dim light.
"Get up." The housekeeper asked, "young master, do you want to ride a horse or a carriage?"
"Ride a horse." Feng Yichen strides out of the hall, turns over and mounts his horse, waiting for his wife and Feng Muyun to come out.
Feng Muyun wore a humble blue gown, suffering from years of illness, making him look like an ordinary old man.
Mrs. Feng changed into a dark gray cheongsam with a white tassel shawl. She simply rolled up her gray hair and put in an ordinary mahogany hairpin. She didn't put any powder on her face.
At a glance, it looks like a pair of plain old husband and wife.
Mrs. Feng helped Feng Muyun into the carriage. Feng Yichen turned the horse's head and took the guard to escort the carriage and set out.
When the carriage came out of Yuncheng, the sky was getting brighter. In late autumn, the fog and breath condensed into white fog in the lights at the gates of inns and restaurants along the way.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Mrs. Feng's voice came: "Yi Chen, I've been in the carriage for several hours. Your father and I are going to be tossed away. Find a place to have some morning tea and have a rest."
Feng Yi Chen looked at the sky and thought that it was still early, so he agreed.
The guard knocked on a shop and asked for hot tea and turnip bread. He soon filled the space downstairs. Feng Yichen took Feng Muyun and his wife upstairs to the private room.
Seal evening cloud to eat half, pressed belly.
Mrs. Feng quickly stood up and said, "what's the matter? Did you have a bad stomach last night?"
Feng Muyun waved his hand: "you eat first, I'll go downstairs."
Feng Yichen raises his feet and goes downstairs with Feng Muyun. He checks the situation around the store and finds nothing unusual, so he returns to the private room.
After breakfast, Feng Muyun runs to the toilet downstairs three times. Seeing that Feng Muyun's face is getting worse and worse, Feng Yichen can't bear it. He talks to the shopkeeper and goes to the nearby drugstore to pick up the herbs.
If you can't cure Feng Muyun's diarrhea, you will be in trouble when you get on the boat.
Feng Yichen picks up a few suitable herbs in a small drugstore. After paying, he wrists the bag and is about to leave, but he hears a "bang" shot www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Among Feng Muyun's three sons, Feng Shaoqing, the most beloved, is gentle and has the bottom line. Feng Shaojin, the most rebellious, is the most capable but also the most independent. She has never been easily controlled. Feng Yichen, who has been neglected for a long time, has no ambition for power. His two elder brothers bear all the responsibilities and burdens of the Feng family for him. He is immersed in his favorite medical field, living freely and filial. From small to large, Feng Yichen has never spoken to Feng Muyun in such a severe tone, let alone against Feng Muyun's decision. Feng Muyun became angry and trembled with anger. Mrs. Feng supported Feng Muyun: "Yichen, your father Shuai just accidentally did something wrong. How can you talk to him in this tone?" Feng Yi Chen head also don't return to go upstairs, throw down a words: "after midnight, will have escort to escort you to leave, you see to do." Mrs. Feng: --- Mrs. Feng turned around and looked at the dark faced Feng Muyun: "Sir, you can do whatever you want. I will help you." After sleeping for two hours, Feng Yichen was woken up by the housekeeper. He got up, changed his clothes, opened the drawer, hid two guns in his arms, put on his cloak, and strode downstairs. "Where are the master and the lady? Did you get up? " Feng Yichen stood in the hall, looking at the carriage parked outside through the dim light. "Get up." The housekeeper asked, "young master, do you want to ride a horse or a carriage?" "Ride a horse." Feng Yichen strides out of the hall, turns over and mounts his horse, waiting for his wife and Feng Muyun to come out. Feng Muyun wore a humble blue gown, suffering from years of illness, making him look like an ordinary old man. Mrs. Feng changed into a dark gray cheongsam with a white tassel shawl. She simply rolled up her gray hair and put in an ordinary mahogany hairpin. She didn't put any powder on her face. At a glance, it looks like a pair of plain old husband and wife. Mrs. Feng helped Feng Muyun into the carriage. Feng Yichen turned the horse's head and took the guard to escort the carriage and set out. When the carriage came out of Yuncheng, the sky was getting brighter. In late autumn, the fog and breath condensed into white fog in the lights at the gates of inns and restaurants along the way. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Mrs. Feng's voice came: "Yi Chen, I've been in the carriage for several hours. Your father and I are going to be tossed away. Find a place to have some morning tea and have a rest." Feng Yi Chen looked at the sky and thought that it was still early, so he agreed. The guard knocked on a shop and asked for hot tea and turnip bread. He soon filled the space downstairs. Feng Yichen took Feng Muyun and his wife upstairs to the private room. Seal evening cloud to eat half, pressed belly. Mrs. Feng quickly stood up and said, "what's the matter? Did you have a bad stomach last night?" Feng Muyun waved his hand: "you eat first, I'll go downstairs." Feng Yichen raises his feet and goes downstairs with Feng Muyun. He checks the situation around the store and finds nothing unusual, so he returns to the private room. After breakfast, Feng Muyun runs to the toilet downstairs three times. Seeing that Feng Muyun's face is getting worse and worse, Feng Yichen can't bear it. He talks to the shopkeeper and goes to the nearby drugstore to pick up the herbs. If you can't cure Feng Muyun's diarrhea, you will be in trouble when you get on the boat. Feng Yichen picks up a few suitable herbs in a small drugstore. After paying, he wrists the bag and is about to leave, but he hears a "bang" shot www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
