Author: Qing Yun

"Sister, this is your chance to atone for your sins." Bai Fengyu advised softly.

After all, they were his blood relatives, and he didn't want to watch Feng Ruo make the same mistake again and again.

Xuanyuan Ji promised him that as long as he could save Gu Qingluo, he would spare Feng Ruo's death.

"Your surname is Bai now? Your name is Bai Fengyu?" Feng Ruo looked at his younger brother bitterly.

Bai Fengyu said: "Bai, is the master's surname."

"Then you are already from Dongzhou, why do you still care about our southern Xinjiang affairs? If it weren't for you, I would have killed Xuanyuan Ji long ago, so why do you need you to plead for me here?" Feng Ruo became angrier as he spoke.

, "How can I have a brother like you?"

Bai Fengyu lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Finally, Feng Ruo was sent to a heavily guarded camp.

In the main tent, Gu Qingluo was lying on her side on the bed watching Xuanyuan Ji remove his armor. She was not completely relieved until she was sure that Xuanyuan Ji was really not injured.

"How did you escape your fate?" Gu Qingluo asked curiously.

In his previous life, Xuanyuan Ji was seriously injured in a battle in southern Xinjiang and almost died. In this life, she reminded him many times, but she never thought that he would come back safe and sound.

She thought he would have to shed his skin even if he died.

"I have recovered the memory of my previous life." Xuanyuan Ji looked at his wife with a smile, "I knew that Feng Ruo would use the Soul Killing Formation to deal with me, and I have been thinking hard about countermeasures. It happened that Feng Yu came..."

"Feng Yu helped you break the formation?" Gu Qingluo was shocked, "Is your Fengyun Sect so strong?"

"Feng Yu is Feng Ruo's younger brother and the head of the Feng family in southern Xinjiang." Xuanyuan Jida said.

Gu Qingluo was shocked: "He..."

"I didn't expect it either. Feng Yu was brought back to Fengyun Sect by his master five years ago. He almost never left the mountain. And he didn't have the aura of southern Xinjiang people in him." Xuanyuan Ji took off his shoes and socks and squeezed onto the bed next to Gu Qingluo.

Lying down, "Maybe, this is all fate."

"Is there a story about Feng Yu?" Gu Qingluo leaned against Xuanyuan Ji's chest and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

Boom, boom, boom... every sound gave her a sense of security.

"I don't know." Xuanyuan Ji was also curious.

What kind of feelings made him give up his own people, sister?

"Maybe it's a love story." Gu Qingluo smiled, "Aji, now that the war is over, can we go back to the capital?"

"We have to wait a little longer. The good news about the war here has not been sent to the capital yet." Xuanyuan Ji pondered, his tone gradually becoming colder.

High merit overwhelms the master.

In order to reduce his power, Emperor Jing did not hesitate to plot a war with Feng Ruo that would bring disaster to the country and the people. If a good news were delivered at this time, Emperor Jing would probably not have to sleep tonight.

And his journey back to Beijing will also become difficult.

If he can move alone, he can break out of the siege with all his blood.

But he is a family man now.

He had to wait for Gu Qingluo's body to recover almost before setting off back to Beijing.

"Aji, go rebel this time when you go back!" Gu Qingluo said, "I will write to my father and ask the Gu family army to help you. I should be able to meet the food and salary you lack. My cloth and winery

, I have already made a lot of money.”

"How much money do you have?" Xuanyuan Ji squeezed Gu Qingluo's hand and deliberately teased her.

How much money can you make if Cloth Village has been open for one year and the winery has been open for half a year?

The food and salary he lacks is a huge amount of money!

"Let me think about it..." Gu Qingluo counted on his fingers and said, "There are half a million."

Xuanyuan Ji was shocked: "Five hundred thousand?"

"It should be more than this number. We have to wait for Mr. Liu's report for details. But five hundred thousand taels of silver will not be less." Gu Qingluo said.

Unknowingly, his delicate and frail wife has become a little rich woman!

Xuanyuan Ji was shocked for a long time, and then said: "How can you make so much?"

"I hired Mr. Liu Feng to help me run the business. In addition to the cloth and winery on the surface, I also did some business of buying and selling farmhouses. I have memories of my previous life, so I did some opportunism." Gu Qingluo curled his lips proudly.

, "Aji, am I awesome?"

"Awesome!" Xuanyuan Ji truly admired Gu Qingluo's plan.
Chapter completed!