Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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Feng Yuxi no longer asks more questions and continues to close his eyes. This matter is analyzed on the surface. It is Feng’s fear that the nine emperors will find her fiancée after looking for a post, and this is in a hurry to pick her up.

I can think deeply... She twisted her eyebrows, but she was not so simple.

From the northwest to the capital, it is far away, and it will take at least 20 days to get on the road. Feng Yuxi is not familiar with the landscape of the Dashun Dynasty, but the southeast and northwest are still distinct. When the carriage took about five days, she felt that something was wrong. She went all the way to the capital, but why did she suddenly turn south?

Yao and Feng Zirui were at rest, and Sun Hao was waiting for her. She was afraid that she would be hot and slowly fanned the girl.

Feng Yuxi was very reassured by Sun Hao, but the driver who drove the car was not in her ranks. In particular, the few whipes of Xu’s in Xiping Village indicate that this person is not a good class.

"I stayed in the car, I went out to breathe." Say hello to Sun Hao, Feng Yu slammed out of the car and took the driver down.

The coachman didn't expect her to come out, squatting down, and then greeted with a less natural smile: "Miss."

This is the sort of Fengfu, and there is a sister above her, Fengshenyu, who was born on the shoulder of Yao’s shoulder and jumped onto the throne of the master. Today, that is the Fengfu prostitute.

"Aber is really hard to drive the car all the way." She leaned back and leaned back against the carriage, her right hand into the left sleeve, and gently turned a few times on the Phoenix birthmark.

"Where the second lady said, this is the responsibility of the old slave." The driver pulled the reins and did not pay attention to the grotesque in the feathers of Feng Yu. The carriage drove faster.

Feng Yuqi picked up his lips. "Fengfu people are really loyal servants."

"That is natural." The coachman laughed twice and didn't pay much attention to her. The 12-year-old girl is really a doubt.

However, many things are often not developed according to common sense, just like Feng Yu, who is ignored by the driver.

"It's a pity." She said faintly: "It's a pity that the loyal servant doesn't know the way. Let's go down and go to the capital in this life."

"Well?" The coachman was suspicious. He turned his head and looked at Feng Yu's eyes. The original thick face was gradually distorted, and his eyes also shot a fine light. "What do you say about Miss Two?"

Feng Yuxi also looked at the other side, looking at the four eyes, the 12-year-old girl's momentum did not lose the nearly forty-year-old brave.

"I said that this road is not the way to Beijing."

The driver’s hand was pulled tighter again. “Where did the second lady think we were going?”

"How do I know." She leaned back on the carriage. "If you want to kill and kill, you have to make sure that you are clean and neat. You have to be seen before you start." Master, wrong is wrong, they are too frivolous, our mother and daughter are three." She said while laughing at herself. "It is really ironic to say, even death, the so-called father refused to give me a better What about the opponent?"

"You..." The driver's face was fierce. Although he was accidentally surprised, he still didn't think that a 12-year-old girl could give birth to a moth. Nothing is just a slap in the face, it really makes him anxious, and it will not be a big deal for the car.

He was the guardian of the Feng family. When he came, he was secreted by Zuo Xiangfeng and Yuan. The mother and daughter of Yao’s mother and daughter could never return to Beijing and halfway.

As for the marriage contract with the Nine Emperor, it was royally given to the phoenix. Now the prostitute is Miss Dafeng Fengshen, this relative has long been irrelevant to Yao’s branch.

The coachman sneered and no longer concealed. He was just curious as to why a little girl would be so sharp and sharp. "What did you find out?" He asked, but he had already held the dagger in his hand, only to wait until Feng Yuxi answered the question.

Feng Yuxi also followed the sneer, and the laughter sounded sullen.

"When you draw Xu, you can start with a little lighter. I may not doubt you."

"this one?"

"Not only." She pointed to his hand. "The right hand has a thick mouth, which is obviously caused by holding weapons all the year round. If you are driving, you should be born on the index finger."

After saying this, I don’t wait for the driver to act, Feng Yu’s first shot. I had already transferred a palm-sized anesthesia gun from the space and shot it through the sleeves.

There was no process at all, and the driver fell to his back. Feng Yu got up and took the dagger. He didn't look at it and wiped the man's neck. The blood from the spray chamber splashed on her sleeves and the curtain of the car, scaring the people inside to scream in unison.

Feng Yu licked the reins and kicked the body off the car. Then he screamed: "Drive!" The front of the car turned and pointed to the direction of the north.

On this road, the four of them were fleeing and fled to the capital.

Feng Yuxi is now very much looking forward to seeing the Fengfu, she is going to have a look, there is such a vicious father, what is the face.

......

Twenty days later, the capital is in sight.

Feng Yuxi finally loosened his mouth, at the foot of the emperor, relatively safe.

The carriage stopped outside the city gate, and Yao slammed the curtain and looked out, lamenting.

Feng Yu's pat on the dust to comfort her and said: "Mother, don't be afraid, returning to the house in a while, we have to talk about the driver's business with the father, let the father give us the master."

Feng Zirui also clenched a small fist: "Father will severely punish the bad guys!"

Sun Hao nodded. "There are such people in the house, and the master will definitely investigate."

Yao has repeatedly waved his hand. "You can't ask your father for trouble when you come back. It's a blessing to return home safely. The driver's business... I said he fell to the side of the road. Others, don't mention it again."

"If it is really a car driver, it is fortunate, I am afraid that we can not tolerate us, is the master of the driver." Feng Yu swears a word, in exchange for Yao and Sun Hao at the same time tightened the eyebrows.

In fact, everyone has had some speculations in their hearts, but no one is as good as Feng Yuxi’s thoughts. Sun Hao is the next person, full of joy and thinking that his master can live a good life from now on. Although Yao has no more hope for Fengfu, he is also looking forward to the stability of the future. The driver's business is a thorn in my heart for some of them. It is said that I am afraid that trouble will not be mentioned again. In fact, I am deceiving myself.

"Mother, you remember, sometimes, for a while, you can't calm down, and you don't have to go back in the sky." Feng Yuxi remembered that Yao's temper had to be changed, but he also knew that he could not rush to the present.

Now... She looked up and looked at the official road not far from the side, and saw that the crowd was fading. In the direction with them, there was a team marching slowly toward the gate in the crowds of the people. .

The people were obviously prepared, and Feng Yu’s carriage was quickly crowded into the crowd. A large number of people rushed out of the city with the horn of the triumph, and they automatically stood in the official road after encountering the team. Both sides.

There are flowers and blues, there are eggs, there is a bowl of wine, and there are tears in the eyes of the child.

Some people even squatted and slammed their heads toward the team.

Feng Yu looked at the team, but behind the pioneer of the road, a gorgeous rut ​​was protected, and the car was surrounded by a navy coffin. Four soldiers stood in four corners. With a long blade and a solemn look.

The people have been beheading the car. She heard everyone saying: "The Nine Emperors won the battle, two years earlier than the deadline set by the emperor. It is our God of War!"

"Nine emperors are thousands of years old and thousands of years old!"

Everyone was stunned. For a time, Feng Yu’s carriage was particularly awkward.

But no one cares too much about them. The nine emperors triumphantly return, and people are busy cheering and singing, and the people keep handing the wine bowl to the soldiers.

I have never seen anyone pick up.

The people are also used to it, but the military rules are strict. Feng Yuxi discovered that this mighty team, where can see the joy of triumph, even the vanguard who walked in front was a haze.

It is a fact that the Nine Emperor won the victory. This matter has been confirmed many times on the way. All the stations in the localities are reporting this great event, and the happy news is full of streets.

If you are happy, you will have something to do.

She looked at the rut again and her eyes were more explored. It’s also a coincidence. When the rut passed, there was a blast of wind and the curtain of the window.

There was a face with a golden mask in the curtain, from the bottom of the nose to the forehead, all covered by a mask. Only a small hole was opened in the eyebrow, and the faint purple could be seen faintly.

Feng Yu consciously stood up in the carriage, staring straight at the opposite car curtain and being blown up by the wind, then blown up, and then closed. Her hand was against her heart and her breathing was not smooth.

The Yao family also got out of the carriage. Seeing her is only a normal reaction to the first big scene, not asking. But Feng Yu’s heart was suddenly seeing the waves when he saw the purple.

It's him!

She can be sure that the man with the golden mask in the rut is the man she saw in the mountains when she first came to the world. In any case, she couldn't forget the beautiful face with the devilish purple lotus, and she couldn't figure it out anyway. Why did the person wear a mask?

"Is that person a nine-prince?" Feng Yu asked Yao.

"Auntie is a person sitting in the rut?" Yao also looked forward to it. "Since it is the return of the Nine Emperor to Beijing, it must be."

Sun Hao had already followed the people to the ground and kept squatting at the car.

Feng Yu's heart raised his mind and looked at the carriage. He always felt that between the movements of the car curtain, the people inside seemed to look at her side, but did not see his eyes.

Maybe you don't remember. She sneered back and sat down. It is not only the nine emperors, but also the nobles of this feudal dynasty. How can I still remember a mountain child?

Just...why is his team clearly winning, but not happy?