Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 439
Of course Murong Jiujiu himself didn't have any objection, and immediately set off with Feng Wushang to the other village he mentioned, and their departure didn't seem to alarm anyone.

The Feng family's mansion was already ridiculously large, and it was usually as quiet as a pool of deep water.

Murong Jiujiu was taken to the gate by a soft sedan chair, and then boarded the carriage, and Feng Wushang and Feng Wushang seemed to be upright, but they left Feng's house quietly.

Free to open the side windows of the car.

She didn't know if it was a coincidence or something else, but she happened to see that little beggar from yesterday among the crowd on the street, squatting on a bench with a biscuit, and giggling at her.

"looking at what?"

Feng Wushang asked.

Murong Jiujiu shook his head, and said: "Yesterday there was a strange Xiaojiahuazi, they told you, I seem to have seen him again just now, it was just at the corner of the street."

Hearing this, Feng Wushang frowned lightly, apparently that weird little beggar yesterday had already aroused his suspicion, but even if he ordered someone to chase him now, he probably wouldn't gain anything.

Because Murong could tell for a long time that the little beggar was neither crazy nor stupid, and his martial arts skills were unpredictable, it was obvious that he could be like Feng's family.

It's just that I can't figure out his real origin for a while.

Murong Jiujiu seemed to be tired, turned his head on one side, and lay comfortably in Feng Wushang's arms, and this kind of movement, between the two of them, had long been used to it naturally.

Feng Wushang's slender jade palm stroked her silky hair, looking at her sleeping face with all defenses removed.

A pair of eyes, but also began to become extremely complicated.

Soon, the carriage left the capital of Xiyue, and headed towards the uninhabited suburbs, because it just snowed last night, and the world was completely white.

After Murong Jiujiu woke up from his sleep, he found that they had arrived at the foot of a mountain.

"This is where?"

she asked sleepily.

"Akiyama."

Feng Wushang replied, at this time someone reported outside: "Patriarch, the road ahead is blocked by heavy snow, I'm afraid the carriage will not be able to move, and it will probably snow tonight, the road ahead is unknown."

Inside the car, Murong Jiujiu raised his fair and tender face, glanced at Feng Wushang, and said: "Since the road is closed, let's not go."

"No, we must go."

Unexpectedly, Feng Wushang was surprisingly stubborn on this issue, because the road conditions no longer supported the carriage, so he finally decided to get out of the carriage and walk on foot for a long time with Murong on his back.

The accompanying guards and servants could only follow their masters, abandoning their cars and walking on foot.

Fortunately, everyone has martial arts, and it didn't take much effort to come all the way. In half an hour, a villa on the hillside of Qiushan was already in sight.

Although Feng's family would never think of this Zhuangzi for a few years, there are servants to clean it all the time, this time Feng Wushang moved in suddenly, and he didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

Prepare everything early.

After Murong Jiujiu entered the manor, he first ate something and then took a bath before he finally settled down completely.

However, it was also at this time that she discovered that the construction style of this village seemed to be old, and every brick and tile gave off a sense of timelessness, if it hadn't been for constant repairs.

I'm afraid it no longer exists.

"Shen Yue, do you know how long this Qiushan Villa has been here?"

Murong asked for a long time.

Shen Yue wrung out the veil in the basin, wiped her hands, and said with a dazed expression: "I don't know about it, the owner of the family has never lived here before, but this Qiushan is very famous."

"Oh, what is a famous method?"

Murong Jiujiu seemed to be a little interested.

Shen Yue thought for a while, and then pretended to be mysterious and said: "This autumn mountain is said to have pleasant summer scenery, like a paradise, but it used to be the territory of the royal family, ordinary people can't come here at will."

"that is it?"

Murong stared for a long time, feeling that Shen Yue was exaggerating.

Shen Yue waved her hand and continued: "Of course it's more than that. To be precise, this Qiushan used to be the territory of the royal priests, and it was the burial place for the priests of the past generations. However, since the death of the previous priests, there has been no new one. The priest came to the throne, and the inheritance was cut off from then on, and later His Majesty bestowed Qiushan on the Patriarch."

Murong Jiujiu seemed to be ignorant of what he heard.

At this time, the door creaked open, Feng Wushang pushed the door open and said, "If you want to know anything, just ask me."

"Homeowner."

Shen Yue hurriedly fell silent, and backed out.

Murong turned around and stood there for a long time, looking at him quietly.

The slightly old walls behind him and the old solid wood furniture made the smiling woman in plain clothes appear demure and elegant, as if she was a person walking down from an ancient painting.

She subconsciously stroked her belly that was not yet bulged.

Said: "The environment here is not pleasant."

And it was very bad, so Murong Jiujiu asked Feng Wushang, why did he lie?

Feng Wushang just stood in front of the door like this, looked at her quietly for a long time before saying: "Qiushan is actually the place where my Feng family made a fortune, but now the world has changed and time has changed, no one knows about it anymore."

Murong didn't move for a long time, as if he was waiting for him to continue.

Feng Wushang lowered his head, and continued: "The ancestor of my Feng family was the Youming King of the Xuanyuan Group in the previous dynasty, and Xishan was our fief, but because of the chaos in the previous dynasty, many things happened, and the Feng family gradually fell into decline until recently. For 100 years, Huashan has just been taken back.”

Unexpectedly, the Feng family has such a history.

Then, why did Feng Wushang suddenly bring Murong Jiujiu here?

Feng Wushang seemed to have finally dissipated the cold air brought in from outside his body, and then walked slowly in front of Murong Jiujiu. His black clothes were like a waterfall, and his long cloak was naturally hanging down.

It just embellished his steady and long posture.

Like a divine weapon left behind in the world, it is sharp and full of proud majesty.

He said in a soft and soothing voice: "I brought you here mainly to let you meet someone."

"who?"

Because he was a head shorter than the opponent, Murong Jiujiu had no choice but to raise his head and look at him suspiciously.

Feng Wushang loved her so much, he touched her face pityingly, and said with a smile: "I'll be there soon."

in the evening.

There was a sudden wind blowing outside, and it was already snowing heavily, and it was blowing all over the sky and the ground at once. In the ear, there were whimpering and whimpering sounds everywhere, like howling wolves or howling ghosts.

But at this time Feng Wushang went out again, Murong Jiujiu could only lie on the couch in the room by himself, surrounded by the brazier.

"call……"

A gust of wind blew open the closed windows.

Murong Jiu couldn't bear the air-conditioning for a long time, he raised his eyes and looked out of the window, suddenly he saw a person standing upright in the wind and snow outside the window, when he looked carefully, he found the figure of that person withered.

(End of this chapter)