Gong Yanmo shook his head and said calmly: "The late emperor of that generation liked women with martial arts. According to records, his concubines were all famous heroines in the world, and their martial arts were very good. Even if there were some masters in the palace who forced them

It was impossible for them to commit suicide without resisting, but according to records, there was no abnormal movement at all that night, and it was not until the next morning that the palace maids discovered it... and the author did not find anything like drugs on them..."

All possibilities were ruled out. Feng Lingyan was stunned for a moment, unable to think of any explanation.

He murmured: "Isn't it really the fault of gods and demons? Maybe we should ask our son-in-law..."

Having said this, an idea suddenly popped into my mind.

He couldn't help but say: "That little brat Xuanyuan Luoyu also said that he has been trapped in the misty swamp forest for more than three hundred years, and it has been more than three hundred years since your Jiyue family founded the country. Is there any connection between them?" [

Gong Yanmo's eyes narrowed: "It's possible! Ask that little guy when you see him again."

The two chatted for a while, and then the nourishing soup was served.

It was a bowl of lean meat bird's nest soup.

Feng Lingyan likes light food recently, but when she sees the oily flowers floating on it, she doesn't want to eat it.

He turned to look at Gong Yanmo and smiled mischievously: "Fan Xiang, your injury is not completely healed yet. It needs to be replenished. This bird's nest is a great source of vitality. Can you eat it?"

"Replenish vitality?"

Gong Yanmo repeated something coolly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Little Rabbit, do you think I don't have enough energy?"

Feng Lingyan always felt that there was something in his words.

There are too many things to think about today, and she can't react right now.

He nodded and smiled dryly: "The stabbing you got was very damaging to your vitality. It might as well be replenished."

"good!"

Gong Yanmo picked up the bowl happily, took a sip, and suddenly leaned down to catch her.

Before she could react, he kissed her lips,

He fed her the whole mouthful of soup.

The soup is not as greasy as imagined.

It has a slightly sweet taste, but it’s not too unpleasant to drink.
Chapter completed!