The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

When Feng Ling heard this, a blush appeared on Feng Ling's face for no reason.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand and said with a bit of awkwardness, "I'm fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang stretched out his hand towards her, Feng Ling was about to dodge, the big hand brushed away the wet hair on her cheek one step ahead of her.

Wang said calmly, "You're all wet, use your internal force to dry your clothes first."

Feng Ling looked at him, held back for a long time before saying, "Your is wet too."

At this time, the head guard came over to report: "My lord, all the assassins have been dealt with, and the carriage is parked over there."

Wang nodded and said to Feng Ling, "Go to the carriage first."

The two got into the carriage.

As soon as they got into the carriage, the two of them directly dried the clothes on their bodies with internal force.

Feng Ling was still a little worried about the injury on his hand, so she took out a medicine bottle from her body and gave it to him.

"You go back and take two pills of the medicine here, so that the injury on your hand should be almost healed tomorrow morning."

Wang took the medicine bottle in her hand and hummed.

...

the other side.

Not long after Chu Luo and the others left, Feng Lan went to the General's Mansion.

The steward stopped her in front of the general's bedroom.

"Feng Hufa, the general is unwell, and I have ordered to see no one."

Feng Lan said with a troubled face: "I'm just here to deliver something to the general, and I'll leave when I'm done."

"Feng Hufa has something to give to the servant, and the servant will give it to the general."

"No." A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Feng Lan's mouth: "Why don't you go in and tell the general that what I want to give him is the personal belongings of his sweetheart, and ask him if he wants it?"

When the manager heard this, he was taken aback, wondering when did the general have a sweetheart? He has been watching the general grow up, why doesn't he know?

Feng Lan urged him: "Go in quickly and inform me, it's going to rain later, I have to go back early."

Seeing that Feng Lan spoke so seriously, the manager expressed doubts, but the general was either staying in the general's mansion or in the barracks, and if a matchmaker wanted to come to the door to make a match, he was ordered to throw her out.

May I ask, how could he possibly have a sweetheart with the behavior of an ascetic monk like their great general?

Although the manager felt that Feng Lan was saying that on purpose, he went in and reported it.

At this time, the general was reading a military book, and when he heard what the manager said, he raised his head, and a strong cold air shot out from his eyes.

The manager was excited, and hurriedly said: "General, why don't I go and reject Feng Hufa."

After speaking, he will leave.

"Let her in."

The manager was taken aback for a moment, and quickly responded in the next second: "Yes."

When the manager left the room, his heart was still beating wildly.

After Feng Lan was brought in, the manager went out.

She looked at the general who was sitting there with an obviously sick face, but still couldn't hide the powerful and fierce aura on his body, walked over slowly, and said in a caring tone: "Didn't my sister say to let the general rest more?" ? Why is the general still reading?"

The general looked up at her with indifference.

Feng Lan seemed to be used to his attitude towards her, so she walked up to him and said, "Not long ago, I saw a bellyband at my sister's place, and I thought it was very pretty, so I'm going to get it."

After she finished speaking, she showed him the lotus-colored apron embroidered with lotus flowers.

"But I thought about it, since you like my sister, and my sister will marry Wang soon, why don't you leave this bellyband for you to think about?"

The general looked at the apron and frowned.

Feng Lan stared at the general's indifferent face, raised the corners of her lips and asked, "Don't you want it? If you don't want it, I'll destroy it."

"you dare!"

The general snatched the bellyband from her hand, and said in a deep voice, "This is the priest's personal clothing, why don't you ask her for it?"

"Because..." Feng Lan still smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "My sister has it, and I want to have it too, but I don't want the one she used."

Hearing these words, the general seemed to have discovered something, and his expression became more serious: "Master Priest treats you so well, yet you..."

"Be nice to me? Did she ask me if I needed her to be nice to me?"

boom!

The general slapped the table next to him. The fine pear blossom wood had several cracks from his slap.

"I don't know what is good or bad!"

"Tsk tsk, general, your injury hasn't healed yet, so it's not good to use your internal strength now."

There was an undisguised murderous look in the general's eyes, Feng Lan seemed to be frightened, she patted her chest and took two steps back, knowingly asked: "General, you don't want to kill me, do you?"

Speaking of this, a strange smile curled up on the corner of her mouth: "Many people have seen me coming to the General's Mansion. If you dare to do anything to me, my sister will know soon, and..."

Speaking of this, she pointed to the apron that the general put beside her, "Your sister's apron is already with you. You said that if I whispered something in her ear? Can you explain clearly?"

The murderous look in the general's eyes was even heavier.

Feng Lan looked at him, and the smile in her eyes was even bigger, "When the time comes, I will tell my sister that you snatched the bellyband from me, what do you think my sister will think of you?"

call……

The fist waved towards Feng Lan's face with the wind of the fist.

Feng Lan stood there, neither dodging nor dodging, with a smug look in her eyes.

The fist stopped five centimeters away from her.

The general pointed to the door and said in a deep voice, "Get out!"

The corner of Feng Lan's mouth twitched, she turned around and walked towards the door, saying as she walked, "General, I hope you don't regret it."

The general waited for Feng Lan to leave before releasing his clenched fists.

He turned his head to look at the apron next to him, and stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he retracted it halfway.

Feng Lan has already developed this kind of heart, so she can't stay with her and must get rid of it.

In the end, he still picked up the bellyband, but just as he picked it up, a cloud of black air entered his body.

The general was shocked and was about to stand up and chase after Feng Lan.

As soon as he stood up, he fell straight down.

...

When Feng Ling and Wang returned to the palace, the rain hadn't stopped.

Wang said to Feng Ling: "Go to eat first, and I will take you back after eating."

Feng Ling wanted to go back and change her clothes first.

At this time, Wang said in a casual tone: "The plum blossom wine brewed last winter should be able to be unsealed."

When Feng Ling heard this, her eyes lit up, and she said with a straight face, "Then I'll eat before going back."

"it is good."

When the two arrived at the palace, the chief executive hurried over and said to them, "My lord, my lord priest, the general suddenly fainted."

"Why did the general faint?" Chu Luo frowned.

Wang asked, "Have you asked the imperial doctor to take a look?"

"Go, the imperial doctor can't find out what's going on."

Feng Ling said, "I'll go and have a look."

As he spoke, he was about to turn around.

Wang stopped her: "Change first, and I'll go with you."

Just as Feng Ling was about to say that she didn't have any clothes to change, the chief manager said, "Master Priest, the king has sent someone to ask your maid to bring you the clothes before you come back."

Feng Ling subconsciously glanced at Wang.

Wang said, "Take Xiao Ling'er to change clothes."

"Yes... my lord priest, please follow me."

Feng Ling followed the manager and walked towards a side hall.

When she got there, one of her maids was waiting by the door with a suit of clothes.

When the maid saw Feng Ling, she blessed her first, and then said: "Master Priest, this slave has brought you clothes."

Feng Ling nodded, took the clothes and opened the door, and walked in.

After she entered, the maid closed the door for her.

This is a wing room, the furnishings inside are gorgeous, but it seems that no one lives there.

Feng Ling didn't care, she walked to the inner room, changed her clothes and went out.

The maid went in to pack her changed clothes.

She went to the lobby.

At this time, Wang also changed his clothes.

The two went to the general's mansion together.

After Chu Luo gave the general the pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

She put the general's hand under the quilt and asked the manager, "Who is here today?"

The manager opened his mouth, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "Master Priest, no one has been here."

Feng Ling knew that the manager hadn't lied, so there was only one possibility. After Feng Lan came, she directly erased the memory of everyone here.

She quickly called out the Phoenix Qin and played it.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and it turns into little spots of light with healing energy and enters the body of the general.

However, after Feng Ling finished playing one piece, two pieces, and three pieces, she suddenly stopped.

She pursed her lips tightly and looked at the comatose general, lowered her eyelids for a moment, then raised her eyes and said to the king: "The general was invaded by demonic energy, and I have cleared all the demonic energy from his body. But he doesn't want to wake up himself."

Having said that, she frowned even more.

Compared with what she experienced before, although the process is different, the ending is the same.

Hearing what Feng Ling said, Wang also frowned.

"The general's mansion is heavily guarded, how could the general be invaded by demon energy?"

After finishing speaking, he asked the manager standing beside him: "What's wrong with the general recently?"

"Back to the king, there is nothing unusual about the general."

Feng Ling was sure of this: "Yes, I came over to check his pulse yesterday."

She also knew who gave the general the magic energy, but she just couldn't figure out why the general wouldn't wake up unless...