The three brothers of the Kong family.

In Feng Ranhua's eyes, there is a label of Cang Xuan.

Feng Ranhua curled her lips in the carriage. After giving birth to Ji'er and Ling'er, the ambiguous thoughts she had before disappeared.

Who cares if he is Cangxuan or HyunCang.

"Kong Ling, why are you three brothers here? Where are Qingling and the others?" Feng Ranhua asked, sticking her head out of the carriage window.

Kong Ling saw that Miss Feng looked good, so he felt relieved and said in a friendly manner:

"Yes, I'm fine. Miss Qingling was worried about Miss Feng, and kept asking us to come with her to find you. We finally persuaded her to take good care of her sprain."

Feng Ranhua did not reveal it. They must have been ordered by Cang Xuan to protect her. She raised her eyebrows and said:

"Okay, let's get going."

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk on. For fear of bumping the baby in the carriage, the few of them moved forward slowly, as if they were on a spring outing, like ants.

As the sun was setting and night was about to fall, the group just happened to walk into the woods.

Tonight, we have to sleep outdoors in the mountains.

There were few people, but there were many mosquitoes in early summer. For safety reasons, everyone found an open space on the side of the road to rest.

Kong Ling, Bai Qi and others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they discussed that two people would take turns on duty every two hours at night.

Only Feng Ranhua looked relaxed, and of course there was also the leisurely Gong Lao.

Now that she has unloaded the giant fetus and drank the spiritual spring, her power has increased to the seventh level of the end times. If she encounters a group of bandits named Wuhe, it will be no problem for her to escape with Ji'er and Ling'er.

After a simple dinner, Feng Ranhua took Ji'er and Ling'er to squeeze into the carriage to rest early.

Haishi.

There were dense woods on both sides, the night was as dark as ink, and a summer breeze blew by, like a cold wind.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of dense horse hooves coming from far away.

Everyone was startled at that moment.

The two teams met on the road, and swords were raised.

At the critical moment, Kong Ling shouted:

"Miss Feng, I know the man coming here. He is the King Han of Yizhou."

"What, that scum!" Feng Ranhua, who had just stepped out of the carriage, reflexively retorted.

It's a painting.

Han Jinyan happily jumped towards the woman beside the carriage and was about to fly up to her.

There is a flood, and the enemy

"cough!"

Feng Ranhua coughed lightly and glanced at Han Jinyan who was flying towards her. Han Jinyan immediately stopped where he was.

Han Jinyan was shocked to realize that he was now the King of Han, not Cang Xuan.

There was quite a rift between King Han and Miss Feng. Although he didn't know the reason, his eyes unconsciously fell on the beauty opposite with extreme tenderness.

Empty stomach?

problem occurs?

Where are the children?

Han Jinyan's heart trembled violently, and his face turned pale as he looked at Xu Qing and Kong Ling.

With the help of the firelight, Kong Ling immediately saw his master's panic and anxiety, and understood what he meant:

"Miss Feng, the carriage door curtain is not properly closed. It's windy at night. Don't scare the child."

Feng Ranhua took a look, cried out "ouch", and slapped the pig's brain.

Just now, in order to facilitate the fight against the enemy and to be able to retreat with Ji'er and Ling'er at any time, he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Hurry and put down the car curtains.

The air stagnated, his child!!

After a moment of stunned silence.

The next moment, Han Jinyan was overwhelmed with joy. His feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, yet as light as a feather. He anxiously wanted to go forward and take a look.

Han Jinyan, who was overwhelmed with emotions, saw Feng Ranhua turn around, his eyes flashed with guilt, surprise, and annoyance. He subconsciously swallowed his dry throat and restrained his emotions and said:

"Miss Feng, I didn't expect to meet you here."

There was still nostalgia in his words.

Feng Ranhua didn't doubt him. When this scum was in Yanjing, he had some ambiguous feelings for her.

It’s just that the taste is quite special. Even with a dark face, I actually felt some feelings for it.

Now that I think about it carefully, could it be that this scumbag took a fancy to my abilities?

It was as if after picking herbs from the mountain and using my fire power, this scumbag started to discharge electricity at me.

That's right!

Correct.

He was a scum who would not do anything without profit. He almost lost his sight at that time, but fortunately he had good composure and did not fall.

"Tsk tsk, the King of Han is not at the border to meet the enemy, but still has the mood to travel around in the middle of the night. What a mood." Feng Ranhua rolled his eyes and said sarcastically.

I met Miss Feng so soon. What a pity! My master hasn’t changed her appearance yet.

Zhou Si was startled, put away his smiling face, and quickly took out a mask from his arms to cover his face.

next moment.

He and the Shadow Hunter who had come up widened their eyes, with shock and confusion on their faces.

The woman under the moon, dressed in green, is as charming as a fairy.

The only familiar thing was that Miss Feng's words and expression were still the same as when she was in Yanjing.

Arrogant and presumptuous.

Good luck!

Miss Feng actually turned into a goddess from heaven. Could it be that Miss Feng was a fairy in disguise?

Bai Qi, who was hiding under a big tree, looked at Han Jinyan's appearance, was stunned, his eyes were disturbed for a moment, and then they sank heavily.

As the legend goes, King Han of Yan has a face like a banished immortal, and no man in the world can match him.

His eyebrows and eyes are delicate, revealing a stern and noble look; his whole body is cold, revealing fear.

A natural born proud general.

"King Han of Yizhou? When I saw you seven years ago, you were proud but immature. Today, you have a powerful aura like your father." Old Gong spoke out of the blue.

Han Jinyan tilted his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard. He thought about it for a while and asked tentatively, "Is it Mr. Gong?"

Then he immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Gong. I didn't expect to see you here again."

Old Gong put down his hand and sighed, "It's only been a few years since we last met. I heard that your father is not in good health now?"

There was a hint of sadness in the air.

"During the battle that year, my father was seriously ill in bed." Han Jinyan's expression changed slightly, and he looked a little lonely.

Feng Ranhua on the side raised an eyebrow. It was rare to see Han Zhahuo so frustrated, so she couldn't bear to be sarcastic to him.

The old King of Han guarded the border and lived an upright life, making him a true hero.

The masked man Zhou Si at the back was confused, but he was smart enough to lead his men to build six piles of firewood nearby in an agile manner.

In an instant, the light became bright.

Feng Ranhua took advantage of the firelight to take a quick glance and saw Han Zhahuo and his group of more than 30 people. They all had restrained auras and were masters.

It was just that one of them was wearing a mask and kept looking at her, which was a bit strange.

She remembered that the person who often followed Han Zhahuo was called Mo Yin.

Over there, after exchanging pleasantries with Old Gong for a while, Han Jinyan sat opposite Feng Ranhua, feeling bitter inside and with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Suddenly he remembered that as Han Jinyan, he had never seen Hua'er's true face, and said sourly:

"It turns out that Miss Feng not only concealed her real name, but she also never revealed her face."

In an instant, Feng Ranhua had an indescribable feeling, as if she was a heartless man who had abandoned his beloved wife at home.

There's a fire burning inside me, who the hell is abandoning who?

My princess, I am standing in front of you now, and you don't recognize me?!

"Oh, is King Han expressing his deep affection to me?"

"I haven't seen you for nine months. You've become better at talking, and even better at putting the blame on others."

"I heard that King Han and the Xie family are about to get married, and their baby is about to be born? Congratulations!"

Feng Ranhua uttered a series of cold sneers and attacks.

Full of gunpowder flavor.

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