The only ancient Phoenix hall above the Wangzhai is as high as a cloud.

"Yazhuo, you know, Ma's lifelong dream is to live in this Phoenix hall one day."

"Unfortunately, Ma can't realize it in her life, so you're Ma's hope, okay?"

Feng Zhu looked at the two phoenix wings on the Phoenix hall and said with melancholy.

"Ma, I understand. You can rest assured that we will not lose this time! " Yazhuo also looked at the high Phoenix hall, which represented the supreme power of Yuhai nationality.

When the mother and daughter came to the foot of the Phoenix hall, a maid came over.

"Is the patriarch there? Yazhuo and I asked to see each other. "

"Please wait a moment. I'll report it to the patriarch."

After saluting, the maid walked towards the temple.

A moment later, the maid came over again.

"The patriarch let Er Feng's daughter in."

Yazhuo listened and looked at Fengzhu.

Feng Zhu waved her hand. "Yazhuo, wait here, Ma."

Yazhuo had to nod and look at the Phoenix hall. The great grandmother really did. Did she provoke her?

I didn't want to see her from childhood!

Feng Zhu went to the Feng hall, but she only stopped outside the hall.

The hall door opened slowly.

"Feng Zhu has seen the mother of the clan. I wonder if she is well lately?"

Feng Zhu stroked her chest and bowed to the hall.

"Come in."

A woman's voice, though older, was heard in the hall.

Feng Zhu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and walked in carefully. Although she was her mother, she was the one she was most afraid to see when she was a child.

"Come on, what can I do for you?"

The woman with her back to her is still dignified, although she has white hair.

Wearing a plain silver crown, curling up a trace of white hair and a broad Tibetan blue purple robe without dust, it is the traditional royal dress of Yuhai.

"Family mother, my elder sister... She's coming back."

Feng Zhu said, looking at her back, she obviously felt her back stiff for a moment.

"This is really a good thing. Sister has been gone for more than 30 years. Now she finally wants to understand. It's a great thing to be willing to come back!"

Feng Zhu deliberately said happily, paying attention to her without trace.

But listen.

"Feng Zhu, are you so happy that your sister is back?"

With this, Feng Zhu, who was smiling back at her, was stunned by the smile at the corners of her mouth, and then bowed her head and said, "my mother, after all, she is my elder sister. After all, I haven't seen her for more than 30 years. Feng Zhu is naturally happy."

"Really, you pass the order. We don't welcome people who leave their relatives in Yuhai. Where did she come from? Go back there!"

"This..."

Although Feng Zhu hesitated in her words, she was already overjoyed.

"Don't pretend. Do whatever you want! " With a gentle wave of her hand, the white haired Feng Jun personally opened the censer and added a incense.

Feng Zhu is her daughter. She knows better than anyone what's in her stomach.

"Yes."

Fengzhu didn't dare to say any more. She stood up, made a courtesy and turned back.

Although she has reached the age of eighty, her mind is still the same as when she was young.

After Feng Zhu came out, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt a cold sweat on her forehead.

"Ma? Grandma, what did she say? "

Yazhuo can't wait to walk over and ask her.

With a relaxed smile, Feng Zhu said, "what else can you do? Your grandmother has spoken. We don't welcome people who leave their relatives in Yuhai!"

"Ma, that means we can do whatever we want?"

Yazhuo opened her eyes and said excitedly.

"Well, that's almost what your grandmother meant. Now we will arrange to prohibit their ships from entering the port and landing. If they violate the order, we will not be blamed! "

Feng Zhu smiled and then said, "yazhuo, we must move fast and never give them a chance to come in. In particular, you can't let them meet your grandmother. "

"Yes, Ma, I'll arrange it now!"

Yazhuo replied happily. Now that her grandmother has spoken, look how she hanged this mother and daughter who don't know heaven and earth!

Especially that Ji Luoqing, still want to grab her seat?

Hum, let's settle the old scores with the new ones this time!

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When the mother and daughter leave.

The door of the Phoenix hall opened again.

"Sir, are you here?"

The maid didn't report either. She opened the door of the Phoenix hall for her great grandfather.

The great grandfather in a fairy white robe came in and walked towards Feng Jun, who was meditating. "Get up quickly. You are so old. Can you stand sitting for most of the day?"

With that, the great grandfather helped her stand up.

Feng Jun stood up and looked at him, who was no longer young, but her eyes were less hard edges and more gentle.

"Mujiang, don't you ask, what did Fengzhu come to me just now?"

Mujiang is the name of the great grandfather, but now only the great patriarch Fengjun dares to call it that.

Although both of them have white hair, they get along with each other, but they have shown warmth and tacit understanding with husband and wife for decades.

"No matter what you do, I respect you." Mujiang said, holding her to sit down, for a whole life, which time was not so.

Since I can't persuade her, I can only respect her choice.

"Really? But if I let Fengzhu stop her from going back to Yuhai and even fight with her, don't you feel bad about being a dad? "

Feng Jun said and looked at him with gentle eyes. Even though he was a chicken skin and hair, every time she looked at him, she could think of his handsome appearance when he was young.

Mujiang was stunned and looked at her, "don't forget, you are also her aunt."

Feng Jun slowly raised her head and slightly raised the corners of her eyes. "Mujiang, don't blame me. We Yuhai people don't come and go wherever we want! "

"No matter who she is, even if she is my Fengjun's daughter, she can't do the same."

Mujiang sighed, sat down and said, "I asked her to bring luo'er back. At my age, I want to see my daughter and granddaughter before I die. If you blame me, blame me. "

Feng Jun hears the speech and looks at him.

Mujiang didn't seem to see her questioning line of sight. He coughed twice and said with vain eyes, "I dreamed of Si Mu God last month."

Feng Jun was stunned and then walked towards him. The back of her wrinkled hand caressed his cheek, and her fingers trembled slightly.

"Nonsense, you are two years younger than me. I didn't dream about it. How could you dream about it? You must be mistaken... "

Mujiang grabbed her hand and smiled softly, "ah Jun, it's the same as I expected. I hope to walk ahead of you, and then go there to take care of things. When I'm there in the future, you don't have to be afraid! "

Si Mu Shen.

There is a rumor in Yuhai that if anyone dreams of Si Mu God, it means that Yang Shou is near.

I may not have heard of it elsewhere.

But in Yuhai nationality, it is said to be extremely effective.

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