Douluo: My wife is Qian Renxue

Looking at Qin Feng's leaving figure, a complicated look flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes, and he stood in the pavilion for a long time and could not recover.

"Xiao Xue'er, do you need me to continue taking action?"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the pavilion, interrupting Xue Qinghe's thinking. His eyes instantly regained clarity and he turned to look behind him.

At some point, a middle-aged man wearing black uniforms and a very feminine appearance appeared in the pavilion.

"Take it slow for a while. If you continue to act, it will be easy to reveal your flaws. Wait until this matter subsides before proceeding to the next step."

"That's fine. Anyway, it seems that the remaining few are not going to become a thing yet."

Xue Qinghe nodded and said: "In that case, I have nothing to do here for the time being. Elder, please go back first and come back when you take action next time."

"I came here to say goodbye. There are new tasks that I need to perform. I will probably be away for a long time."

Xue Qinghe didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't want to ask any more questions. He said calmly: "Then I wish you all the best, elder."

"Hehehe, thank you Xiaoxue'er. Time waits for no one, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, the feminine man turned around and prepared to leave.

As soon as he walked out of the pavilion, he seemed to think of something again, and said suddenly.

"Xiao Xue'er, don't forget your own identity, and don't get too deep into some things."

Without giving Xue Qinghe a chance to speak, after the feminine man said these words, his figure flashed slightly and disappeared without a trace, leaving only Xue Qinghe with a cold face.

"Hmph, the control is really broad enough."

A deep anger appeared on Xue Qinghe's face, but this anger only lasted for a few seconds before it turned cold again and walked towards his bedroom without saying a word.

......

"A blessing in disguise..."

On the other side, Qin Feng, who returned to his palace, immediately gave his body a comprehensive examination to see if there were any bad sequelae.

As a result, not only did no sequelae be found, but my cultivation level increased a little. After feeling it carefully, I found that it had almost improved by one level.

"It's so cold and there's such a good thing?"

Qin Feng held his chin and muttered, with doubts in his heart. He had never heard that illness would increase his strength.

After much deliberation, Qin Feng finally couldn't come up with any reliable answer. He thought it was a good thing anyway, so he simply gave up and lay on his back, thinking about what happened today.

Although he accidentally contracted the wind and cold, fortunately he survived the blessing ceremony safely, and he must not have caused any trouble, otherwise he would not have been able to come back safely.

What surprised him most today was that he would be picked up by Xue Qinghe, because logically speaking, the person who should pick him up the most should be Xue Zanghai, and others would not care about his life or death at all.

Thinking of the sad look the other party showed at Xue Qingyu's vigil, Qin Feng nodded silently in his heart, and a label of valuing family affection was placed on Xue Qinghe.

"The royal family are not all ruthless and unjust people. There are still good people."

After thinking wildly for a while, Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes. Not long after, steady breathing came from the room.

When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright. He got out of bed and walked to the window. He stood quietly and watched everything outside the house. He felt extremely relaxed physically and mentally.

It is said that he stayed in the palace for three days, but in fact, the first and third days were the ones that really needed Qin Feng to come forward.

The first day is the blessing ceremony, and the third day is the burial prayer.

The next day was a memorial day for the ministers of the Tiandou Empire. It had little to do with Qin Feng and there was no need for him to attend.

Qin Feng, who had nothing to do, started practicing swordsmanship today, swinging his sword two thousand times every day.

Swinging a sword is the best and most basic thing for practicing swordsmanship. It allows Qin Feng to better understand the sword, understand the sword, and finally control the sword.

Swing it out with force and stop at your waist. Each swing is a training for your body.

Most of the wind-controlling swordsmanship is basic, with only a few pages of special skills, and they must be combined with the wind element to be displayed.

Qin Feng's current mastery of the wind element is pretty good, and he can barely use one or two stunts, but his power is somewhat unsatisfactory and needs more practice.

When the time came to noon, Qin Feng finished his swordsmanship practice and felt hungry.

Then I remembered that the last time he had a meal was when he was shopping the day before yesterday.

"Oh, it's so annoying to have to go out to find food by yourself."

Qin Feng scratched his hair angrily. At least there was a cafeteria in school where he could eat.

But in the palace, except for the eunuchs and maids who gather together to eat, the rest of the people are there to eat.

except him......

"Forget it, let's see if we can leave the palace. If not, we can only go to the imperial kitchen to find food by ourselves."

Giving up the idea of ​​eating with the eunuch, Qin Feng casually put away his martial spirit and walked outside.

He didn't want to be stopped by patrolling guards because he was carrying weapons.

At this stage, the entire palace was in a state of turmoil, and he was unwilling to get into trouble.

When he arrived at the palace gate, Qin Feng was stopped by the guards as expected.

I was told that Emperor Xue Ye had issued an order yesterday that all members of the royal family would stay here for food and accommodation for the past three days, and no one was allowed to go out.

"You ride on the horse to give me something to eat..."

The feeling of hunger in his stomach made Qin Feng unable to hold back his temper and cursed in a low voice.

He secretly swore in his heart that unless Emperor Xueye died in the future, he would never come back here again, and he would simply suffer.

Following his past memories, Qin Feng groped his way to the imperial dining room.

When I walked in and took a look, I was immediately stunned. Not only was there no one, but there wasn't even any food. It was cleaner than a mouse moving house.

"What the hell, where have everyone gone? Why is everything going wrong today?"

Qin Feng left the imperial dining room with a curse and walked towards his palace, preparing to drink water to survive.

He had no choice. He couldn't compete with the eunuch for food. If he still wanted to be a royal, Emperor Xueye would probably kill him if he knew about it.

I made up my mind to leave as soon as the funeral is over tomorrow.

"Ok?"

"smell good!"

Qin Feng, who was walking on the road, suddenly smelled the smell of food. He subconsciously stopped and raised his nose to smell the air.

He turned around and looked at the palace garden not far away, confirming that the smell was coming from there.

"Nima, I'm even hungrier."

After hearing it, Qin Feng instantly regretted it. He couldn't eat it just by hearing it, and he suffered even more.

Not daring to delay any longer, he was afraid that he might not be able to resist going in to grab food, so he quickly walked towards his residence.

When Qin Feng passed by the gate of the palace garden, he turned his head and glanced unconsciously, and a familiar feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

After looking around, I suddenly realized,

Isn't this Xue Qinghe's palace? I just came here yesterday, no wonder it is so familiar.