An ugly woman disliked their husband and was really embarrassed. After all, they were also one of the best beauties in other worlds, otherwise how could they become Ji Xiaosheng's woman?
Seeing the wives' expressions that were very unhappy, Feng Zhilou smiled slightly, and did not reduce the arrogance on her face at all. She looked down on Ji Xiaosheng's promiscuousness and fickleness. How to hide it, but she had to make it clear so that she would not provoke these things.
Women's jealousy.
"Mr. Ji is rich and powerful, and everyone is in awe. It is not a bad thing to marry him. The wives also have a keen eye for heroes, so they live in a good tree. But Zhilou dare not compare with you, because Zhilou has been married for a long time.
, With my husband and having children, you said... can I marry someone else casually?"
Zhilou's words made several women relieve their expressions. It turned out to be a married woman.
"Since you're married, why don't your husband come to find you?" A woman raised her mouth.
"My husband and I are separated." Feng Zhilou explained.
"What should I do? You don't have a man around you now, and my husband insists on marrying you."
Another woman was a little worried. Ji Xiaosheng was in another world, famous and powerful. She almost married women whatever she wanted. When was she rejected? Even if this ugly man came, she was afraid that he would not be Ji Xiaosheng's opponent.
"He thought? It doesn't mean I will marry him. I'm seriously ill. I've been sick for six years. Although I'm awake now, my body is still weak. Mr. Ji has a big fortune. I can't resist my thighs with my little arm, so I can only stay for the time being.
Here, when my body recovers, I will take my mother and child away from here, so that he will not be able to find it. At that time, no one will disturb your life."
Feng Zhilou gave several women a reassurance.
After hearing this, several women became more at ease. They looked at each other and felt as if Feng Zhilou's health had improved quickly. The earlier they left, the better.
"I don't know what strange medicine to cure your disease?" a woman asked.
"I need inner alchemy, advanced inner alchemy." Feng Zhilou whispered.
"Inner Alchemy?"
Several women showed a difficult look on their faces. If it were medicinal materials, money, etc., they could easily get it, but the inner elixir was somewhat difficult. Ji Xiaosheng put all the precious and high-level inner elixirs into the alchemy room, and the alchemy room was
You cannot enter at will.
"We think of a way, maybe we can help you get my husband's inner elixir and let you leave here early." Several women looked at each other and made up their minds to help each other and solve the problem of this ugly woman. This is also considered helpful.
They are very busy themselves.
Just as several women were discussing how to get their husband's inner alchemy, a girl ran in outside the door.
"Mrs. Master, please hurry to go to the main hall, saying that King Jin is here and wants to summon all the young women in the mansion to see them one by one. No one can be missing, even the girls are here."
"Let's go and see King Jin?"
Several Mrs. Ji were very surprised. How could my husband agree to such a situation of showing up in public? However, King Jin is not an ordinary person, Ji Xiaosheng has to give face any more.
Feng Zhilou also frowned. Did all the young women in the mansion include her?
While thinking, the girl turned her eyes and looked at Feng Zhilou.
"The master asked Miss Feng to stay in the room without going to the main hall. This matter has nothing to do with the lady."
Such a sentence immediately made the ladies unhappy.
"My husband is just biased and let us go, but not let her go."
"If my husband is not biased, how can he not let us down for her, or even ignore our past love with him? In fact, what's the use of these, we should help her cure her illness and leave here, otherwise we will definitely not be able to recover in the future.
eat."
Several ladies did not dare to disobey Ji Xiaosheng's orders, but they also made up their minds and decided to help Feng Zhilou get out.
Under the urging of the girl, several ladies hurriedly left the wing room of Fengzhilou.
Seeing the figures of several women disappearing into the night, Feng Zhilou frowned. Who is King Jin? Why does this name sound so familiar? Why did he summon all the young women here to see? Isn't it?
Who are you looking for?
Looking back at the sleeping little bug and Hunbao, and the blind mother who was busy weaving cloth in the inner room. Feng Zhilou was worried that this might not be that simple, so she wanted to go and see it secretly. No matter what happened, she would
Just take precautions in advance.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhilou raised his feet and quietly left the wing room.
Because of Ji Xiaosheng's order, there were many people in the mansion. As we walked along the way, there were no signs of girls, and her whereabouts became much more casual.
When I approached Jifuzheng Hall, my eyes suddenly became brighter, with lanterns and fire everywhere, and shadows filled with people and endless streams.
Feng Zhilou looked over carefully. Although the distance was not close, he could see clearly. The young woman counted and found that there were hundreds of people. She really admired Ji Xiaosheng. There were ten people in this guy.
In addition to the beautiful ladies, he also gathered many beautiful girls. I guess he was not so dedicated to these girls. He favored them once or twice, and there were hundreds of people.
While watching Zhilou was watching the excitement, suddenly a man in green brocade robe appeared at the door of the main hall. He was tall and majestic. Just a figure on his back made Feng Zhilou's heart jump suddenly. Why did he look at the figure of this man?
What about Chu Moshang?
Is it sorrow?
Feng Zhilou's longing for Chu Moshang made her eyes blurred, filled with mist, and her heart was messy. She had been sleeping for six years, as if she had been sleeping for a century. In these six years, she and Shang
But it seems that they have been separated for thousands of years, ten thousand years, or even longer.
Looking at this familiar figure, how could Feng Zhilou not be excited?
At that moment, she really wanted to run over, shout his name loudly, and then throw herself into his arms to tell the infinite longing in her heart, but in the end, reason still prevailed.
How could Shang be here? He is a real dragon, and he should be the holy land. So who is this person?
King Jing?
Listening to the familiar name, it finally became clear. Feng Zhilou thought of a practice a long time ago. She seemed to have left her body. She had arrived in a gray world. At that time, she met a man named Jin, who and Chu Moshang
He looks exactly the same, could this person be him?
Just as Zhilou was guessing, King Jin suddenly spoke.
"Are you sure that the Saint of Zhenwu is among these people?" He asked a man in black wearing a hat beside him.
The Saint of Zhenwu?
Feng Zhilou's face turned pale. Unexpectedly, when he came to another world, someone knew about the existence of the Zhenwu Saint. Who is the Zhenwu Saint? Of course, it is not these women standing here waiting for inspection, but her.