Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

"The general is back!"

"Miss, hurry up, go to the servant's room to hide for a while.

Meng Jiao chatted with the military adviser for a while, and the young man guarding the gate came to report.

The national funeral of the previous emperor of Ningguo has not yet been held.

and so.

Feng Yan did not formally ascend the throne.

People in Zhen Guo General's Mansion respectfully call him a general.

As for why this status fell into Feng Yan's hands, it is actually a matter of certainty.

First of all.

The fact that Emperor Ning had no heir before his death cleared the way for Feng Yan.

Although there are many side branches of the royal family, most of them are ungrateful.

Feng Yan naturally did not pay attention to them.

He clearly understood that with his current status, those royal relatives would not dare to disobey him.

Secondly, Feng Yan controls the entire Ning country's national line.

Not to mention that Emperor Ningguo had passed away, even if he was still alive, if Feng Yan wanted his position, he could only obediently abdicate.

Although doing so, he will leave some criticism.

But as long as Feng Yan himself doesn't care, what can the world do to him?

Those who dare not even offend the relatives of the emperor, those ministers who receive salaries, are even more afraid to say anything.

The prime ministers who supported the first emperor's ascension to the throne were all beheaded by Feng Yan's order.

How could they dare to take such a risk?

When the first emperor was in power, he did not make any great achievements.

On the contrary, he was timid and timid, and had to obey the prime minister of a country in everything, and many people complained about this.

It's just that at that time he was the king of a country.

As courtiers, they can only bury that dissatisfaction in their hearts.

In all fairness.

In fact, they felt that Feng Yan was more suitable to be their emperor than the late emperor who died of illness.

Bi Jing.

Feng Yan was courageous and resourceful, as well as talented in empire.

If he becomes the emperor, Ningguo will unify the world just around the corner.

"Okay." Meng Jiao nodded, followed Xiao Hong to the servant's room.

She also didn't know why she was avoiding Feng Yan.

But she also heard that he has been busy with many trivial matters in the palace during this time.

In addition, when they parted before, there was a misunderstanding between the two.

Meng Jiao also didn't want to add to his troubles at this time.

She planned to have a proper talk with him after Feng Yan had dealt with the matters at hand.

"General, you are back."

The boy held back his breath and showed a standard smile.

"Ah."

Feng Yan was as simple as always.

Although he used to have a straight face from time to time, the servants in the mansion clearly felt it.

After Miss Meng left, no one dared to get close to the low air pressure on the general.

When she was here before, the general had a cold face and a calm heart.

Now it is completely cold-faced and cruel-hearted.

The general treats them well as servants in the mansion. If he is outside, those who stand in his way will not have a chance to explain.

The boy waited until Feng Yan turned his head before he dared to take a deep breath.

He thought he was faking it well.

Feng Yan's forward steps paused slightly, and his brows knit together.

Why does he feel that the atmosphere in the mansion today is a bit strange?

"you.…"

"The general is back, and the maidservant is going to buy vegetables, just in time to buy some good food to celebrate the general's return."

Feng Yan turned around and looked at the servant thoughtfully.

Where has the boy experienced such a battle?He immediately averted his eyes.

Feng Yan wanted to ask questions, but Xiao Hong just appeared at the door with a vegetable basket on her shoulders.

When she saw Feng Yan, she grinned in welcome.

"Why did you go shopping at this hour?" Feng Yan looked at the sun.

Although it's not too late, if you want to buy ingredients, shouldn't you go earlier to get fresher?

Going at this hour, the food in the market should not be fresh.

Xiaohong can be considered an old man in the mansion, so it stands to reason that she would not make such a low-level mistake.

"Forehead….…"

Xiaohong didn't expect that Feng Yan would pay attention to this question, and she was immediately caught up in the question.

She bit her lip, her mind was running fast, "This is how the general is. The butler grandpa was a little unwell today, and the servant went to take care of him, so there was a delay." Xiaohong really couldn't find a good excuse. She had no choice but to use the military division as a shield.

Military Advisor: Ah Choe~ He silently rubbed his nose.

I am already very old, is there any old woman who secretly promises me?

"Sir, is he alright?" Feng Yan frowned upon hearing this.

He also came to the house a few days ago, but I didn't hear him say that he was not feeling well.

Could it be that he didn't want him to worry, so he deliberately kept it a secret from himself?

"Yes, at one point, the grandpa housekeeper said that he was a little dizzy when he got up early.

Xiao Hong bit the bullet and pulled down.

The nonsense has been uttered, we can only move forward, there is no retreat.

She could only try her best to pretend that it happened.

"Okay, you go, General Ben to see Mr.

Feng Yan waved his hand towards Xiaohong.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

After Feng Yan left, Xiao Hong and Xiao Si took a breath in unison.

Both of their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

"Miss Hong, just now"

"Hush!"

As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Xiao Hong immediately raised her index finger and made a silent gesture.

Standing on tiptoe, she looked at Feng Yan's receding back.

The general is a martial artist, even if he has gone far, they can't take it lightly.

Although Xiaohong said that she has never read any books, she has no knowledge and culture, but she knows what a wall has ears.

"Oh, I understand, Miss Hong."

Seeing her cautious appearance, the servant nodded and said.

No wonder I can only be a janitor, but Miss Xiaohong can be the young lady's personal maid.

He couldn't figure it out before.

After comparing this incident, the boy was convinced.

As far as his brain is concerned, he has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. It is more suitable for him to guard the gate of the house.

If he was asked to serve in the front hall, he would die eight hundred times a day.

Xiaohong nodded, with the air of a big sister, she patted the boy on the shoulder, "Young children can be taught, and rotten wood can be carved, as long as you understand, just keep your mouth shut and keep your door, and everything will be fine. "Yeah, what Miss Hong said, I will definitely remember it."

The boy nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'm talking nonsense with you. I almost forgot to go shopping. That's it. I'm leaving first." "Miss Xiaohong, walk slowly."

*** "Sir, why are you here?"

Feng Yan searched around the mansion for a military adviser, but he didn't see him, so he came to the small courtyard where Meng Jiao used to live to try his luck.

Unexpectedly, I actually saw him here.

"Ke Ke Yan'er is back, have you finished your work?"

The military division coughed twice, and walked slowly to his side on crutches.

Feng Yan stepped forward and helped him go, "Sir, you will come here less often." He is old and has extremely limited mobility.

On weekdays, he doesn't like to bring servants by his side.

It's relatively quiet here, if he accidentally bumps into it, no one will notice him immediately, and it will be troublesome then.

Feng Yan also said this for his sake.

"Yan'er, for three years, this old man has never asked you what happened to you all those years ago?"

The military adviser didn't mention Meng Jiao's name, but Feng Yan recognized who he was talking about.

Feng Yan frowned, he didn't want to talk about the past, "Military Master, haven't we already talked about this matter, why don't we stop talking about it?

"That's because you unilaterally don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk about it. I'm old and my body is not good enough. I might die someday. Can't you satisfy me?"

The military division relies on the old to sell the old way.

He actually wanted to know the whole story, to see if he could untie their knots?

Now the girl is back too.

But if Feng Yan still resists like that, and she keeps avoiding him, then what's the point of the girl coming back?

"Sir, let's not talk about this. I just met Xiao Hong at the door. She said that you are not feeling well. I have already sent someone to the palace to invite the imperial doctor. I will let him take a look at it later and take care of it."

The last thing Feng Yan wanted to hear was that the military adviser arranged for his death.

Both of his parents died since he was a child, and the people around him avoided him like a plague god.

Only the military division really loves him.

Feng Yan didn't want him to leave him so soon.

I thought Meng Jiao was special besides the military advisor.

but.

It was he who overestimated himself.

The military adviser hadn't reacted to Feng Yan's words just now, and then he remembered the sneeze he had just had.

He was still wondering, how could he sneeze in such a good manner?

It turned out to be that girl Xiaohong, secretly talking about herself behind her back.

So what did she say wrong?

Don't lie about your poor health.

He is already old, this girl can't expect him to order "Sir?" Feng Yan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Oh, maybe it's due to the occasional cold and a slight abdominal pain."

The soldier said quickly.

"Abdominal pain? Isn't it dizzy?"

Feng Yan twitched his eyelashes and asked suspiciously.

Why are their words different?

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes, dizziness." The military adviser quickly stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead, "Hey, he started to faint again." Be careful, sir, Yan'er will support you. "

Seeing this, Feng Yan didn't have time to sort out the details.

He hurriedly supported the military division.

The military master lowered his eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.