It¡¯s just that Feng Qingchen must not agree to her entering the palace now, and she can¡¯t tell Feng Qingchen that Yu Ji has Feng Jieyu¡¯s aura. What should she do?
An Yi asked Chen Xiaowu to send Yun Zhinan away. After a moment of hesitation, he walked into the kitchen, made a bowl of noodles for Feng Qingchen, and brought it to Feng Qingchen's room himself.
Feng Qingchen was dealing with military affairs. He hurriedly left Phoenix City and took some papers presented by his subordinates. He was angry at the moment, so he had to look at the papers to vent his anger.
"Idiot, you can't even count!" Using a red pen to outline the flaws in the memorial, Feng Qingchen looked up and saw An Yi walking in with a smile on her face and carrying steaming seafood noodles.
Feng Qingchen was about to stand up. After thinking about An Yi's attitude towards him just now, she deliberately pursed her lips and immersed herself in reading the memorial, pretending she didn't see it.
Anyi sat down with a straight face and didn't call him. He just looked over and looked at it. He couldn't help but pointed at the memorial and said, "Didn't we talk about building the canal half a month ago and it hasn't been done yet?"
An Yi was very close to Feng Qingchen, and there was a faint fragrance of pear flowers on his body. Feng Qingchen clenched his fingers to hold back.
No, this woman will never show her courtesy for nothing. He can't give in on this matter!
Feng Qingchen folded the memorial and said calmly: "If we encounter a problem, we can solve it soon!"
He opened another memorial, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the steaming seafood noodles.
The dry food he brought was almost enough for the journey. He didn¡¯t eat anything in the Ninth Prince¡¯s Mansion and was hungry at the moment.
The noodles won¡¯t taste good if left out for a long time
An Yi looked into his eyes, held back her laughter, and pushed the noodles in front of him: "Eat it quickly!"
Feng Qingchen snorted coldly, "No, I'm just short-tongued"
"If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it!" An Yi took the chopsticks, picked one and slipped it into his mouth, and couldn't help but click his tongue twice.
Feng Qingchen turned around and said in a deep voice: "You definitely can't go to the palace anyway, there's no need to discuss this matter!"
An Yi put down his chopsticks, sighed, turned away from him, and faced him: "Do you still remember the danger I went through when I gave birth to Lan Fu?"
Feng Qingchen blinked his eyes.
"Even Tiankui said that it is very possible for me to leave here, but haven't I persisted? Man can conquer nature, as long as there is determination and perseverance! I don't believe it, I will really die if you unlock your golden dragon phase!"
As soon as An Yi finished speaking, Feng Qingchen covered his mouth.
The man's eyes were trembling, and he didn't want to hear the word An Yi at all.
"Maybe the dragon rises and the wind falls, it's Tian Qing's trick?" An Yi whispered, "The purpose is to make you give up on unlocking the golden dragon phase, so that I can keep you suppressed!"
Feng Qingchen frowned, it was possible, but he couldn't risk An Yi's life.
"So no matter what, let's save the Dragon Emperor first and prevent Tian Qing's trick from succeeding!" Seeing that he was no longer so insistent, An Yi continued, "At least the Dragon Emperor doesn't hate me. Long Yeli hates me now, and he If I become the emperor, I will be afraid!"
Feng Qingchen frowned and hugged An Yi: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
"I know you want revenge, but it's not too late to get revenge after you untie the golden dragon phase!" An Yi curled up in Feng Qingchen's arms, "Do you really want me to be a widow in three years?"
Feng Qingchen clenched her hands.
"Promise me first, let's take it one step at a time!" An Yi whispered, "First get the method to unlock the golden dragon phase!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com