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1759 Resignation 2

"You did it." Ling Xuewei said.

"No, not yet."

Fu Ji raised his eyes, "This catastrophe reminded me that we have not done enough. War has changed, people's hearts have been scattered, and the uneasiness hidden in the darkness has not been eliminated. Maybe it has just hid in a corner where we can't see it.

It’s just that it’s hard for us in the middle to notice it.”

This time, because of the catastrophe in the God Realm, more problems with Fanxu were exposed. He originally thought that he was invulnerable, but little did he know that before the disaster, these problems finally surfaced.

"So, in the past three years, while keeping vigil for Bai Le, I want to travel to places. Perhaps only by actually being in those remote areas can I find the fundamental solution to the problem."

Ling Xuewei's eyes lit up, "So...?"

"Yes, I will not leave. This is my home, the place where we have lived for so many years. How could I leave just by saying I want to leave?"

Ling Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled.

This is him!

That prime minister who turned the tide in countless crises and was regarded as the first adviser by countless ministers in the court, the unparalleled prime minister!

"It seems that I don't need to persuade you. It turns out that you have already thought about it."

"Mu Xiu has just decided in the past few days. Before I could say anything, you came to find me."

The two looked at each other and then laughed at the same time.

In front of the tomb, the solemn atmosphere was completely gone.

The two of them seemed to be having a picnic, drinking and chatting freely.

Unknowingly, an hour has passed.

Yue Feng was so anxious that he hurried over to find them, and what he saw was the scene of their empress and Master Fu Ji having a drink and chatting.

Yue Feng, "..."

I thought there was a heavy atmosphere, but what is happening in front of me?

Also, can you two be more restrained in front of Lord Bai Le's tomb?

"Empress! Why are you drinking! Ye Lao specially told you not to drink alcohol recently!"

Smelling the smell of alcohol, Yue Feng became anxious.

"Hey, Yue Feng? Are you here? Come on, come on! Sit down and have a drink together!"

At this moment, Ling Xuewei was drunk, but her mind was still clear, but in Yue Feng's eyes, it was obviously not the case.

"Lord Fuji! Why don't you try to persuade me!"

"Yuefeng, you are becoming more and more nagging now..."

Fu Ji lazily carried the wine bottle and poured a sip into his mouth as he spoke.

Yue Feng was speechless. She really didn't want to talk to the two drunkards anymore, so she stepped forward to help Ling Xuewei up, "How are you, Madam? Can you still leave?"

"I'm fine! I'm not drunk at all..."

As he spoke, he burped again.

"I'm so happy today! Come! We won't go back until we get drunk!"

"Mother, have you forgotten that we have to go on a journey! Okay, hurry up and go back to the flying boat. Mr. Ye and the others are waiting! Sir, I will take my mother back first, so you should drink less! I know, the imperial doctor

But I have repeatedly told you to stop drinking for three months!"

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly! That's a long way to go!"

Fu Ji waved his hand, and Yue Feng had no choice but to leave with his wife, who was shaking as she walked.

But before leaving, he didn't forget to take away all the other wine bottles.

Fu Ji was speechless.

"This kid... is really becoming more and more like a housekeeper, a dignified Moon Guard, and he's become like this..."

He cursed and then suddenly laughed.

He drank the last sip of wine and stood up immediately.

"I'm going back now! I'll see you another day."

After patting the tombstone, he carried the wine bottle and walked back step by step.

The breeze blows, and pieces of peach blossoms fall around the tomb, leaving only the aroma of wine lingering in the air.

Echoing leisurely.

******

"My dear, you must not do this next time! When you go back later, it's your subordinates who will be scolded! Don't you know how scary Ye Lao is?"

Yuefeng came out of Taolin muttering.

"Yuefeng, the grown man is so chatty and verbose! Besides, why is Grandpa Magpie so scary? He is obviously so kind!"

"Is that only good for you, my queen?"

Yue Feng rolled his eyes. Who among them is not afraid of Ye Lao? His glare almost scared the shit out of him!

"What's going on?"

Back on the flying boat, Ye Xiutian and others immediately greeted them.

"Ling Yatou? Yue Feng! What's going on? Why did you let Ling Yatou drink? What do you think of this person?!"

really.

Yue Feng was about to cry but had no tears, "Lao Ye, this is really none of my subordinates' business!"

"I'll take care of you when I come back!"

Ye Xiutian glared at Yue Feng, and immediately helped Ling Xuewei back together with Si Yuchao.

"Mianmian!"

Back in the house, Ling Xuewei pounced directly on the little guy on the bed and ravaged him with her hands.

"My Mianmian is so cute! Come on! Give me a kiss, mother!"

The little guy's face turned red after being rubbed by his mother, but he still smiled happily, making Si Yuchao next to him couldn't bear to look at him, "Okay sister, look at little Mianmian's face is red.

Let's stop making trouble! Come, lie down and rest, and my brother will make you some sobering soup."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Cang came in with the sobering soup. Si Yuchao gave him a compliment, took it and handed it to her immediately, "Drink it quickly..."

Ling Xuewei accepted the drink obediently, and then drank it. After finishing the drink, she couldn't help but hiccupped. Her dazed look, for some reason, was exactly the same as that of little Mianmian who had just woken up next to her.

Ye Xiutian couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, she's fine. Let's go out and let her have a good rest."

So a group of people came out quickly and grabbed Yue Feng to ask what was going on. Poor Yue Feng became a punching bag and hurriedly told what happened in the forest.

Ye Xiutian smiled, "No wonder the girl is so happy today. Forget it, it's rare for her to be happy, so let her go. Yue Feng, start the flying boat and set off."

"yes."

The flying boat took off into the sky and soon disappeared into the void without a trace.

Two days later.

Arrive at Snow Mountain.

By the time we settled down, it was already evening.

The courtyard where she lives is still the Cedar Plum Residence. It has not changed from the last time she left. It is still the way she likes it most.

After Yuefeng helped her pack all her luggage, she left reluctantly. Her brother, on the other hand, stayed in the snow mountain for a few days and then returned to Xiancheng.

The days in the snowy mountains just calmed down.

She finally decided to retreat.

Little Mianmian is also more than two months old. She is white and fat, like a lucky doll in a mythical painting. Yin Yan and Ye Xiutian hold each other in their arms every day, which is so rare. Little Mianmian also likes these two white-bearded old men very much.

Grandpa's favorite thing is to sit on their laps and play with their beards.

The two old men also let her take hold of her, and they almost doted on her to the sky. They couldn't wait to bring all the delicious and fun things to her. Sometimes, in order to "single pampering", the two of them were tit for tat, incompatible with each other, and childish.

He doesn't look like someone over a hundred years old at all, but more like a three-year-old child.


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