The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"General, don't worry! " Feng Zhen replied firmly.

It would take two days for the army from the frontier fortress to come and receive them in Xuan City.

In these two days, if there was no one in the general's residence in the capital, the current emperor and Princes would probably notice the Feng family's intentions.

If General Feng stayed in the capital, he would be able to delay the overall situation and protect the rear.

"Father, you must come back safely. Otherwise, I will ask mother to remarry and let you die in peace. " Xia Ling directly threatened General Feng.

These words stabbed at General Feng's heart. He glared at her and was so angry that he almost beat Xia Ling with a ruler.

"You troublesome daughter! Don't worry, even if something happens to you and Feng Zhen, nothing will happen to your father! "

Xia Ling hid behind Feng Zhen and boasted shamelessly "That's good. I'm just afraid that you will be foolish enough to think otherwise in the capital city and accidentally sacrifice yourself for the greater good. Let me make it clear to you. My mother is so young and beautiful. Even if she becomes a widow, I can find a good family for her Let her be my stepfather and love my mother well."

"Get out! GET OUT OF HERE! " General Feng immediately imagined Mrs. Feng standing with other men. He wished he could whip all the men in the world to death right now.

"Chengchengchengcheng, let's go. Father, calm down. I'm just saying. You live well and don't take it to heart. " Xia Ling grabbed Feng Zhen's wrist and hurried out of the study.

On the way back to the Boudoir, although the situation was urgent, Xia Ling still asked the servants to quickly boil the water and let Feng Zhen take a bath.

This bath took three times before it was considered clean. Feng Zhen had been on the run for three days without closing his eyes. Now that he had taken a bath, he still did not have the time.

The Small Green Cloth Sedan was carried into the fourth prince's residence. This was a time bomb.

If the crime of deceiving the emperor fell on their heads, then no one from the general's residence could escape.

Taking advantage of Feng Zhen taking a bath, Xia Ling tidied up her things again.

They met up with Mrs. Feng and went to the study together.

Once they entered the study, General Feng turned on the mechanism and let them go.

Mrs. Feng led the way, leading the way.

However, before Madam Feng stepped into the tunnel, General Feng grabbed her wrist with a dark face.

"Xianhui, if I die, you can't remarry so quickly. At least wait for me for three years, okay? "

Madam Feng stared at General Feng and seemed to have seen something from his face. She rolled her eyes at him "Wait for what? Either you live and look after me properly, or... if you die, I'll remarry immediately. Back then, those who wanted to marry me queued up outside the capital. Now that you're dead, there are many people queueing up to marry me. "

General Feng was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling.

"I know! Even if I die, I will drag you, this woman, to die with me. "

"That's right. If you die by yourself, I will immediately remarry. If you want me to die with you, then I will die. The two of us will die together. " Madam Feng turned around and hugged General Feng. She pressed her face into his embrace and raised her voice again.

"Feng Zhen, you take Yan 'er away. I won't go. Follow this tunnel and keep moving forward. After walking for a while, you will be able to reach a teahouse. There are people from the general's mansion there. They will help you out of the city. "

General Feng's body trembled. His gaze softened as he smoothed Madam Feng's jet-black hair.

After being married for so many years, he knew that Madam Feng was a person of her word. Just like Madam Feng, when he asked this question, she understood that he was carrying a will to die.