Chapter 2534: 2534
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Feng Shaojin rolling wheelchair slowly close, can't help but reach out to want to hold her, things fell on the ground sound, he woke up from a dream.
Chest position is also accompanied by wisps of pain, he opened his eyes, is the table furnishings were blown up the curtain fell to the ground.
The window didn't close, the night breeze accompanied by Qin people's coolness poured into the bedroom, Feng Shaojin's head hurt badly, he was sleepless, and sat up with his arms.
After groping in the drawer for a while, he couldn't find the cigarette, and his whole body began to get restless again.
What happened in the past? Why do you have such dreams from time to time?
He simply got up, simply cleaned up, and then went out of the bedroom in a wheelchair to the storage room that he had never entered before. All the things in the past were sealed up.
Feng Shaojin looks for her things in the neat box.
Feng Yichen, as usual, gets up in the middle of the night and comes to see if his brother is sleeping soundly. However, he sees that the bedroom door is half closed and the bedclothes are open. There is no one inside.
Wall lamps are burning on both sides of the long corridor. Feng Yichen walks along the corridor and finally finds Feng Shaojin in the storeroom.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" Feng Yichen quickly walks to Feng Shaojin and holds his hand. It's cool. He takes off his coat and puts it on Feng Shaojin.
"What I used to be, is it all there?"
"Well." Feng Yi Chen didn't know what he was looking for. He pointed to the box in the corner: "your fragmentary things are all in that box."
When I left in a hurry, a lot of things were left in the governor's mansion, but I didn't have time to take them away.
It's said that the current governor's mansion is sealed up by Mo Lingyuan and is guarded by guards. No one is allowed to enter it. It seems that he is still waiting for the Fengs to go back...
Feng Shaojin opens the box and searches inside. It's all confidential documents, which have become a pile of waste paper.
Today, he has no interest in going back to Cloud City to fight for power with Mo Lingyuan. These things are of no use to him at all.
It's not another kind of luck to be light.
Feng Shaojin turned it over. When he was disappointed, he saw a delicate brocade bag. He twisted it up, "what's this? It's mine, too? "
Feng Yi Chen Zheng for a while, nodded: "yes."
"How could I have such a thing?" Feng Shaojin tossed and turned to see half a ring, "but looking at it is quite familiar."
Feng Yichen:....
Feng Yichen didn't say a word. This brocade bag was carried by Feng Shaojin all the time. He dug Feng Shaojin out of the ground. After he brought it back, he planned to soak him in the medicine bucket. When he was taking off his clothes, the brocade bag fell from him.
Feng Yichen originally thought that Mo Lingwei gave it to him, but he finally thought that when Mo Lingwei was doing surgery, it was OK to sew the wound, but he couldn't hold the needle and twist the thread. He didn't know how to do needlework at all.
This brocade bag is so exquisite, no matter from the fineness of the stitching, the selection of brocade cloth and the exquisite degree of embroidery, it looks like the old shop owner of the nishang shop made it by hand.
Feng Shaojin thought there was some treasure in it. When she opened the brocade bag, she didn't expect that it was just a wisp of black hair.
Long hair is tied with a red head rope at one end, which is smooth and smooth. At first glance, it has been carefully taken care of www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Feng Shaojin rolling wheelchair slowly close, can't help but reach out to want to hold her, things fell on the ground sound, he woke up from a dream.
Chest position is also accompanied by wisps of pain, he opened his eyes, is the table furnishings were blown up the curtain fell to the ground.
The window didn't close, the night breeze accompanied by Qin people's coolness poured into the bedroom, Feng Shaojin's head hurt badly, he was sleepless, and sat up with his arms.
After groping in the drawer for a while, he couldn't find the cigarette, and his whole body began to get restless again.
What happened in the past? Why do you have such dreams from time to time?
He simply got up, simply cleaned up, and then went out of the bedroom in a wheelchair to the storage room that he had never entered before. All the things in the past were sealed up.
Feng Shaojin looks for her things in the neat box.
Feng Yichen, as usual, gets up in the middle of the night and comes to see if his brother is sleeping soundly. However, he sees that the bedroom door is half closed and the bedclothes are open. There is no one inside.
Wall lamps are burning on both sides of the long corridor. Feng Yichen walks along the corridor and finally finds Feng Shaojin in the storeroom.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" Feng Yichen quickly walks to Feng Shaojin and holds his hand. It's cool. He takes off his coat and puts it on Feng Shaojin.
"What I used to be, is it all there?"
"Well." Feng Yi Chen didn't know what he was looking for. He pointed to the box in the corner: "your fragmentary things are all in that box."
When I left in a hurry, a lot of things were left in the governor's mansion, but I didn't have time to take them away.
It's said that the current governor's mansion is sealed up by Mo Lingyuan and is guarded by guards. No one is allowed to enter it. It seems that he is still waiting for the Fengs to go back...
Feng Shaojin opens the box and searches inside. It's all confidential documents, which have become a pile of waste paper.
Today, he has no interest in going back to Cloud City to fight for power with Mo Lingyuan. These things are of no use to him at all.
It's not another kind of luck to be light.
Feng Shaojin turned it over. When he was disappointed, he saw a delicate brocade bag. He twisted it up, "what's this? It's mine, too? "
Feng Yi Chen Zheng for a while, nodded: "yes."
"How could I have such a thing?" Feng Shaojin tossed and turned to see half a ring, "but looking at it is quite familiar."
Feng Yichen:....
Feng Yichen didn't say a word. This brocade bag was carried by Feng Shaojin all the time. He dug Feng Shaojin out of the ground. After he brought it back, he planned to soak him in the medicine bucket. When he was taking off his clothes, the brocade bag fell from him.
Feng Yichen originally thought that Mo Lingwei gave it to him, but he finally thought that when Mo Lingwei was doing surgery, it was OK to sew the wound, but he couldn't hold the needle and twist the thread. He didn't know how to do needlework at all.
This brocade bag is so exquisite, no matter from the fineness of the stitching, the selection of brocade cloth and the exquisite degree of embroidery, it looks like the old shop owner of the nishang shop made it by hand.
Feng Shaojin thought there was some treasure in it. When she opened the brocade bag, she didn't expect that it was just a wisp of black hair.
Long hair is tied with a red head rope at one end, which is smooth and smooth. At first glance, it has been carefully taken care of www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Feng Shaojin rolling wheelchair slowly close, can't help but reach out to want to hold her, things fell on the ground sound, he woke up from a dream. Chest position is also accompanied by wisps of pain, he opened his eyes, is the table furnishings were blown up the curtain fell to the ground. The window didn't close, the night breeze accompanied by Qin people's coolness poured into the bedroom, Feng Shaojin's head hurt badly, he was sleepless, and sat up with his arms. After groping in the drawer for a while, he couldn't find the cigarette, and his whole body began to get restless again. What happened in the past? Why do you have such dreams from time to time? He simply got up, simply cleaned up, and then went out of the bedroom in a wheelchair to the storage room that he had never entered before. All the things in the past were sealed up. Feng Shaojin looks for her things in the neat box. Feng Yichen, as usual, gets up in the middle of the night and comes to see if his brother is sleeping soundly. However, he sees that the bedroom door is half closed and the bedclothes are open. There is no one inside. Wall lamps are burning on both sides of the long corridor. Feng Yichen walks along the corridor and finally finds Feng Shaojin in the storeroom. "Brother, what are you looking for?" Feng Yichen quickly walks to Feng Shaojin and holds his hand. It's cool. He takes off his coat and puts it on Feng Shaojin. "What I used to be, is it all there?" "Well." Feng Yi Chen didn't know what he was looking for. He pointed to the box in the corner: "your fragmentary things are all in that box." When I left in a hurry, a lot of things were left in the governor's mansion, but I didn't have time to take them away. It's said that the current governor's mansion is sealed up by Mo Lingyuan and is guarded by guards. No one is allowed to enter it. It seems that he is still waiting for the Fengs to go back... Feng Shaojin opens the box and searches inside. It's all confidential documents, which have become a pile of waste paper. Today, he has no interest in going back to Cloud City to fight for power with Mo Lingyuan. These things are of no use to him at all. It's not another kind of luck to be light. Feng Shaojin turned it over. When he was disappointed, he saw a delicate brocade bag. He twisted it up, "what's this? It's mine, too? " Feng Yi Chen Zheng for a while, nodded: "yes." "How could I have such a thing?" Feng Shaojin tossed and turned to see half a ring, "but looking at it is quite familiar." Feng Yichen:.... Feng Yichen didn't say a word. This brocade bag was carried by Feng Shaojin all the time. He dug Feng Shaojin out of the ground. After he brought it back, he planned to soak him in the medicine bucket. When he was taking off his clothes, the brocade bag fell from him. Feng Yichen originally thought that Mo Lingwei gave it to him, but he finally thought that when Mo Lingwei was doing surgery, it was OK to sew the wound, but he couldn't hold the needle and twist the thread. He didn't know how to do needlework at all. This brocade bag is so exquisite, no matter from the fineness of the stitching, the selection of brocade cloth and the exquisite degree of embroidery, it looks like the old shop owner of the nishang shop made it by hand. Feng Shaojin thought there was some treasure in it. When she opened the brocade bag, she didn't expect that it was just a wisp of black hair. Long hair is tied with a red head rope at one end, which is smooth and smooth. At first glance, it has been carefully taken care of www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
