MTL - Heyday Love: A Heaven-sent Husband-v3 Chapter 2727 God is destined

Yang Yun's heart was ashamed after hearing this. She hadn't had a good life for a few days after she married Feng Qiang. The days had improved a bit, and he would not return home with other women. +++All Tanmei novels: www.novelbuddy.com and finally turned around. After a few good days, he went to gamble again, and his gambling went bankrupt.

The reason why she was willing to follow him was also because although he was poor, she still had a bit of sincerity towards her. Now it seems that these sincerity was false in the end.

"Shao Feng, Mom is in the hospital, you come and pick me up now!" Yang Yun called her son annoyedly. Today, knowing that something was going to happen at home, she asked his son to go outside to hide. Now she knows the truth. I'm dead, I don't want to worry about this mess anymore. From now on, Feng Qiang's matter has nothing to do with her, she just needs to take care of her only son!

Feng Qiang heard Yang Yun say to leave, his face immediately changed, "You are gone, what should I do? My hands are dead?"

"Treatment? What is the treatment? You have lost all the money at home, what shall I use to treat you? Is it possible that I will sell it? I don't have the ability of your daughter! Isn't she going to be rich now? , You let her help you!" Yang Yun gritted her teeth and said, now that Feng Qiang has only one hand, she is not afraid of him!

Feng Qiang was also angry when she saw that this woman dared to talk to herself like this! He slapped her fiercely with another intact hand, and roared, "No matter how bad I am, it will be your husband, marrying a chicken and a chicken, and a dog as a dog, you can only suffer with me in this life!"

Yang Yun spit at him fiercely, and the blood slid down the corners of her mouth, "The wind is strong, you are a bastard, why should my mother follow you to suffer and suffer? What kind of green onion are you, I will tell you now , Shao Feng is not yours! Your Feng family has already cut off children and grandchildren! Go and find your massage girl to have a good life for you!"

what? Isn't Feng Shao the child of their Feng family? Feng Qiang does not believe it! This woman must be crazy to say such nonsense.

"Are you talking nonsense, believe it or not I killed you?"

"If you don't believe me, you can check it out. If he has a blood relationship with you, his mother will have your surname."

Since he was shameless because of the strong wind, she would give it up! It's fine to say it, since then the two have not owed each other, and each live his own life!

Leaving that dilapidated home and finding a new place to stay, she didn't believe that Yang Yun's life was worse than it is now!

What's more, Feng Shao's father is a man with a face, and as long as she tries her best to see him, sooner or later she and her son will lead a fragrant and spicy life!

Feng Shao had heard from Yang Yun a long time ago that he was not Feng Qiang himself. o Originally he looked down on Feng Qiang, but now Yang Yun and him tore their faces apart, Feng Shao naturally didn't even do face-saving articles.

He ran to pick up Yang Yun directly, without even looking at Feng Qiang.

Feng violently beat his chest, and angrily called him an unfilial son. Now that his arm is broken, Yang Yun is running away again, and he is penniless, what can I do!

After much deliberation, he could only pin his only hope on Feng Nu, hoping that she could think of a way to save his life because she was her biological father.

After the wind slave was put on the water, the red rashes healed a lot, and the whole talent was relieved. The nurse ran over and took several jars of blood again, saying that she was going to help her check the allergens. As long as the allergens are found out, this situation won't happen if you don't touch those things in the future.

Feng Nu felt that she was causing trouble to Yi Long and Yi Feng. Originally, she followed them back to help take care of them, but she asked them to accompany them to the hospital most of the night.

"Sorry, I caused you trouble."

Feng Slave's voice is low and emotionally depressed. She felt that she was really a failure, and she couldn't do anything!

Just as she was frustrated, a familiar voice appeared.

"Nu'er."

The wind is strong.

When she was called Feng Nu before, she could still feel a little warm in that icy house, but now, she only feels sick.

As the stomach overturned the wall for a while, Feng Slave couldn't help but vomited acid water.

"What are you looking for her for!"

Yi Feng's face was full of vigilance, Feng Slave was not their own, so what did he come to her to do!

"Whether you like it or not, I am your biological father."

Yes

In the late autumn, the snow was blowing, Lan Qing'er and Feng Yumo were eating sweet red bean syrup while holding the stove in the house, which was very pleasant.

Only the sound of horseshoes came from outside the palace of the royal prince. The two of them were startled and were about to go out when they saw a person walking outside the house, it was Alan.

Seeing Lan Qing'er there, Alan's face was joyful, but she quickly recovered calm: "His Royal Highness, Alan will go outside to see who has arrived." Then she retreated.

After a while, I heard footsteps coming into the house. Lan Qinger put down the soup bowl. At this moment, Alan pushed open the door of the room. A Lan was followed by a man in a large black robe, and she was completely covered in snow. .

The black-robed man said slightly towards Feng Yumo: "Subordinate Fu Bi, see His Royal Highness."

This black-clothed old man is almost ancient, his hair is already white, but his eyes are piercing, showing the enthusiasm in his heart. Feng Yumo hurriedly stepped forward to lift Fu Bi up, and bowed to him instead. : "The disciple pays homage to the teacher. o"

Lan Qing'er's eyes lit up. It turned out that the old man was Feng Yumo's teacher, which meant that the old man should be a teacher.

Seeing Feng Yumo saluting, Lan Qing'er also stepped forward and bowed to the old man.

Fu Bi's eyes lit up slightly, and if he was spoiled, he said: "You two don't need to be polite, the old man dare not be!"

Feng Yumo helped Fu Bi onto the seat: "The teacher is so old, why did he visit late at night? Is there anything urgent?"

Lan Qinger quickly brewed a cup of hot tea for Fu Bi: "Teacher, please have tea."

Fu Bi stood up again and took the tea: "Thank you."

Holding the hot tea, Fu Bi was about to drink, but he took Feng Yumo's hand as if thinking of something: "His Royal Highness, are these people in the palace of the royal prince?"

Feng Yumo smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, teacher, disciple is not talented, the equipment here is a bit simple."

Fu Bi glanced around, sighed, sat down, took a sip of his tea, and glanced at Lan Qing'er: "They are right. Your Royal Highness Princess Chu is finally willing to come here."

Lan Qing'er blinked and understood the deep meaning of Fu Bi's words, and bowed her head and said, "Before Qing'er was ignorant. Your Royal Highness is my husband. Of course I want to share the joys and sorrows with him."

Feng Yumo was very moved when he said this, and gave her an affectionate look.

Fu Bi nodded his head and said, "Yes, every one is prosperous, and every one is damaged, everything is damaged. His Royal Highness finally understands this truth."

Hearing what Fu Bi said was a little weird. Lan Qing'er was about to ask, and Feng Yu said, "Teacher, what's the important thing for you when you are here?"

Fu Bi trembled in his hand and whispered: "His Royal Highness, do you know about the secret execution of the Secretary of State?"

Feng Yumo nodded, his face was indifferent: "Yu knows. It is said that he was going to take the imperial family, and his father took evidence. Yesterday, he ordered the execution."

"Yes, it's exactly like this," Fu Bi said with a sigh of relief: "Li Xiuren is from the Queen's side. Now that he has been executed secretly, it is equivalent to secretly executing the Queen's arm, which is of great help to His Royal Highness."

Feng Yumo smiled lightly: "The Secretary of State intends to take the imperial family up and blame him for crimes. He is the one who committed the crime and does not want to live. Why does the teacher say this?"

"Anyone who has been an official for a long time knows the affairs of the secretary of state and the queen. The king is even more clear. Now the king has ordered the secret execution of the secretary of state, which proves that the king is the same in this matter. Your Highness, although the king is The removal of your crown prince is actually just a test for you. In fact, the heart of the king is still with you."

Feng Yu's eyes flashed slightly: "Teacher, my father has given the order. Yu is no longer the crown prince. Yu doesn't dare to mention the crown prince anymore. Yu just wants to be with Qing'er and live this life simply."

As soon as this words came out, Fu Bi was taken aback and looked at Lan Qing'er in surprise. The expression in his eyes was very complicated. He was surprised: "His Royal Highness, the throne will always be inherited by the eldest son. Mess!"

A flash of light flashed in Feng Yu's ink eyes, and his face slightly turned away: "I believe Brother Xuan is a good king."

When these words came out, not only Fu Bi, but Lan Qing'er was also shocked on the spot at the same time!

After a long while, Fu Bi stood up, his expression was very excited, and he knelt to Feng Yumo and said: "The hall

Next, you must not say this! The ancestral system cannot be violated. If the ancestral system is chaotic, the country will be in chaos. Your Majesty, if you let go, the queen and the second prince will kill you all. At that time, your Royal Highness can't protect yourself, so how can you protect your concubine? comprehensive? ! Your Highness, you have to think clearly! "

Feng Yumo's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly helped Fu Bi said, "Teacher, please get up. The teacher is right, but Yu really has no intention of being a king, and Yu is not here. Even if he really wants to grab this king, Yu is weak. What do you do?"

"His Royal Highness!" Fu Bi's attitude was even more resolute: "Subordinates watched you grow up, knowing that you are kind and patient, and you are a great talent. As long as your Royal Highness has the mind, the subordinates are willing to follow your Highness and have been an official for so many years. , The subordinates still have a lot of popularity, many people in Longfeng State support the crown prince, and now I just wait for the crown prince to say a word!"

Feng Yumo's expression dimmed slightly, and he groaned for a while: "Teacher, if you do this, your future will be unpredictable. If you are not careful, it will be a dead end. You have been officials for many years. How can you drag you into the water? If you do your subordinates to support Yu and the throne, Yu can't give you a guarantee. Then, are you willing?"

Seeing that Feng Yumo's mentality was slightly loosened, Fu Bi said with joy: "His Royal Highness, although Queen Mo is deceased, you are the eldest son of the royal family, and you belong to the crown prince. If you have this thought, even your subordinates will go through fire and water. Even if the body will be broken into pieces in the future, it will be dead! Besides," Fu Bi paused: "If Feng Xuanmo succeeds to the throne, Queen Gao will certainly not be able to tolerate aliens. By then, we will be dead without a burial place. Therefore, your Highness, for the sake of this world, for the people around you, but you have to think clearly!"

Feng Yumo was silent. Seeing Feng Yumo not expressing his position, Fu Bi said anxiously: "His Royal Highness, if you don't agree, then the old man, the old man will kneel here!"

Feng Yumo's face darkened, his hands turned behind his back, but he remained silent for a long time.

"Teacher." Seeing this, Lan Qing'er opened her mouth and walked to Fu Bi's side and said in a low voice: "Teacher, this matter must be considered slowly. It's really not a day or two that can be discussed. Teacher please get up soon. Qing'er will discuss it with His Royal Highness, please don't worry, teacher."

Seeing that there was something in Lan Qing'er's words, Fu Bi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, please leave the matter to His Royal Highness. Your Royal Highness must persuade your Royal Highness. This matter is still very important. His Royal Highness can do it well. Persuade..."

Lan Qing'er answered and helped Fu Bi up. The old man was already very old. He was running around all night and was emotionally agitated. If he suffers from this sin, he said, "Teacher, don't worry, Qing'er will do his best. It's cold. If the ground is cold, the teacher should go back first. If there is any news, Qing'er will definitely tell the teacher."

Fu Bi nodded and said to Feng Yu as if thinking of something: "His Royal Highness, the King ordered His Royal Highness the Second Prince to follow the court tomorrow, but this is not a good matter. Your Royal Highness has to make a decision quickly. Once the Secretary of State falls, the power will inevitably come. Changes have occurred, Your Highness, this is a good opportunity!"

"Teacher, I know, let me think about it for some time. It's getting late now. It's raining and snowy outside. Teacher should go back."

Seeing Feng Yumo's resolute attitude, Fu Bi hesitated. At this moment, Feng Yumo greeted him with his hand: "It's freezing in this cold weather, and the imperial palace has nothing to keep warm. Qing'er sends the teacher back."

Lan Qing'er glanced at the two of them, and noticed that Feng Yumo's face was calm, and it seemed to have a deep meaning, so she said to Fu Bi: "Teacher, the matter is very important, let your Highness think about it later, teacher go back. "

After Lan Qing'er finished speaking, he approached Fu Bi and whispered, "Teacher is coming with Qing'er."

Seeing that there was something in Lan Qing'er's words, Fu Bi arched his hands to Feng Yumo: "Your Highness, your subordinates retire first."

The wind and snow were heavier outside, and the car was covered with snow. Fu Bi paused and said: "His concubine, the trouble is big, please help your subordinates and persuade the royal prince."

Lan Qing'er nodded: "Teacher, don't worry. His Highness has his own plan, and the teacher doesn't have to worry too much. If there is news, Your Highness will inform the teacher."

Fu Bi pondered for a while, and sighed for a long time: "It's really unpredictable. He was a proud son of heaven, but his fate is so miserable. It's really embarrassing for him."

Lan Qing'er smiled slightly and said, "Good things are hard to come by. Your Royal Highness is the person in charge of Chengda University. After these hardships, it may be destined by God. Teacher, are you right?"