"Lao Zhangtou is also worried about this. Now he can't even cook."

…

The two servants who were cleaning the courtyard were talking, and they were not bored at all.

Feng Lingyan paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.

He didn't seem to pay any attention to the conversation between the two servant girls.[

Fengjian Yueli followed her silently, walked a long distance, and suddenly asked: "Ayan, aren't you worried?"

Feng Lingyan glanced at him and said with a smile, "What is there to worry about?"

Her expression is bright and peaceful, without any shadow

The news she just heard about Gong Yanmo didn't seem to have the slightest impact on her.

Which side of Gong Yanmo lost, she did not show the slightest trace of worry.

As if that person was really just an acquaintance, and had nothing to do with her at all——

Fengjian Yueli was a little happy for no reason

Maybe - Ayan has really come out of the emotional quagmire. This is a very good phenomenon.

How could she know that it was not her blessing to completely forget that person?

Feng Lingyan was indeed not worried about Gong Yanmo at all.

Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. Gong Yanmo is full of tricks and tricks, and hundreds of strategies can be devised almost in the blink of an eye.

He was victorious year after year, but suddenly lost again. I don't know what kind of trap was laid for that little prince Lin...

She stretched her waist and said, "Yueli, I want to go to the village for a walk. Do you want to go?"

Fengjian Yueli's eyes flashed and she nodded: "Okay!"

The two of them left the villa and walked on the path between fields.

It's early winter weather at the moment. Everything is dying.

Only the wheat seedlings on the ground were dark green.
Chapter completed!