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Relying on Feng Er, Xia Ling looked at General Feng. Even if she looked pale, her look was still.

"Daddy, the elopement is all to blame for her daughter, nothing to do with Feng Er."

"No, it's Feng Er's inattentiveness, please punish the army." Feng Er helped Xia Ling and knelt before General Feng again.

General Feng held a whip in his hands, watching his daughter become like this, and still guarding the dark guard, he hesitated from General Feng's heart.

He held his hands behind his back, hiding **** whip marks behind him.

"Send the lady back to the room first," General Feng said in a deep voice.

Xia Ling was supported by the niece next to her, and Xia Ling leaned on them, and then reluctantly followed.

Before leaving, she looked at General Feng and Feng Er with Yu Guang.

Feng Er was kneeling there, and General Feng turned around and changed a whip. The whip was thin, but with barbs.

Xia Ling's eyes flashed.

She knew that Feng Er's fight was inevitable. Anyway, his skin was thick and thick, so it was nothing to eat.

General Feng knew Feng Yan's temper. If he beat Feng Er well, Feng Yan wouldn't ignore him in his life, so Xia Ling didn't say anything.

When she had gone a little far, there was a whip sound in the lobby, the sound was loud, but Feng Er could not hear a little sound.

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On the second day, Xia Ling was lying in Feng Yan's boudoir to recuperate.

The gold sore medicine she used was the best. It was obtained by General Feng from the imperial doctor in the palace.

She asked the girls to find a housekeeper and gave Feng Er a bottle.

This medicine ...

Feng Er may not use it, but Xia Ling sent it on her behalf.

Favorability +10.

From receiving the whip for Feng Er yesterday to delivering the medicine today, two things in a row have finally opened Feng Er's heart to block her.

Favorability degree 47, all the way up and down, and now finally reached 62.

Xia Ling bent her lips and kept an eye on the rumors outside the market.

During this period of time, General Feng pressed the news of Feng Yan's disappearance and asked Mrs. Feng to go to a temple outside the city to burn incense, saying that she had taken Feng Yan with her.

Xia Ling returned, and Mrs. Feng got the news, and naturally she would return.

General Feng suppressed the news so well, and Sima Yi, the bamboo basket drunk water, certainly will not give up.

On the third day, Mrs. Feng returned.

She came to Xia Ling's boudoir, looked at the whip wound on her back, cried my child with tears, turned to General Feng's study room and had a fight with General Feng, and directly caught General Feng's face spent.

General Feng was afraid. This was known to all over the court.

On the fourth day, Xia Ling's opportunity to wait finally arrived.

Sima Yi's people came back and heard that Feng Yan had returned to the government. They couldn't sit still and began to spread the news that Sima Yi and Feng Yan had eloped in the capital.

There was an autograph letter from Feng Yan and a small embroidered post there, which was evidence that Feng Yan had asked him to run away.

Xia Ling had anticipated that they would do this. Here I heard such rumors from the market. There she burned all the embroidery patterns and copybooks written by Feng Yan in Feng Fu.

Soon after Feng Yan returned to Beijing from the frontier, not much of this kind of handwriting was left, and the marks were well removed.

Then Xia Ling waited.

There are injuries in the back, and I can only lie on the couch every day to heal.

She's in the boudoir, usually with her back exposed, and she only wears a quilt around her waist.

If you leave the wound in this way, you can avoid leaving scars. Life is too boring. Xia Ling will find some Buddhist scriptures to copy.

(End of this chapter)