Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 1879 Are you thinking too much?

"So, for the dignity of your so-called royal family, for the sake of your royal family's face, you have the heart to watch so many people die unexpectedly, and just watch their families ruin?"

After finishing speaking, he took a cold look at the embarrassing Dongyinghuang, turned around and left, letting him be furious behind his back!
"Yuan'er, go ahead and do it. As for your crimes, I will find a suitable opportunity to explain them."

Emperor Dongying looked helplessly at Feng Chenyuan who had been silent all this time, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Feng Chenyuan nodded, hesitated to speak, and finally said slowly after a long time: "Father, you shouldn't play with people's lives."

After he left, Dongyinghuang seemed to have aged several decades, slumped on the chair, his old tears were cloudy, why did so many things happen at this time...

When Nangong Yao came out, he was sure that he would agree, so he waited outside for Feng Chenyuan who came slowly.

"I said, do you even take care of all this?"

Feng Chenyuan thought about it on the way, according to his character, he would not just walk away like this. Sure enough, when he saw him waiting, he already knew that everything was under his control .

"You are in charge of the victims, and I am in charge of the investigation, how about it?"

Nangong Yao didn't answer the question, but looked at him with raised eyebrows, saying it was a discussion rather than a confirmation.

Feng Chenyuan frowned, muttering in his heart, what exactly is Nangong Yao going to do, why...

"I can tell you! I have no interest in that matter at all!"

A flash of light flashed in his mind, Feng Chenyuan took a few steps back, shook his head and said.

Nangong Yao looked directly at him with sharp eyes, and said with a sneer, "Are you thinking too much?"

Feng Chenyuan looked at his expression suspiciously, trying to find a trace of lying, but it was only a deep and deep trace.

Only then did he feel relieved, patted his chest with some fear, and complained: "It's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not, then it's settled like this, don't worry, I will take good care of Qianqian."

I thought that these words would make Nangong Yao at least have a jealous expression, but in the end, he was very disappointed. He just gave him a contemptuous look and left...

Feng Chenyuan didn't know how bad it all was until he was really immersed in the disaster-stricken environment. He was busy and searching around the clock every day, not wanting to let go of a surviving life. He was already exhausted. He didn't have the strength to speak anymore, so he slumped on the ground until he saw the non-stop figure in the crowd...

Nangong Qianqian hadn't had a good rest for three days, and she did what she could do every day, especially when facing those infant children, the distress in her eyes overflowed.

Feng Chenyuan stared at the slightly trembling hands. She hadn't rested for several days. She wondered if those hands were overloaded, or if the old disease had relapsed...

He stood up suddenly, ran to the temporary tent, picked up a porcelain bottle, and ran outside.

Nangong Qianqian wished she had two more hands now, and at the same time, she began to secretly hate that she had damaged her body at that time. She could obviously feel that she was exhausted, and she felt like she was flying when she walked. However, seeing those children With eager eyes, he unconsciously thought of the lost child, so he had to make up for it through these people...

(End of this chapter)