Wind over Yongning

The two hugged each other for a long time without speaking or moving. Le Yongning sniffed the fragrance of Feng Nongying's hair, and the arms around his waist were more tightly protected.

I don't know how long it took, but Le Yongning finally thought of something serious. He turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Feng'er, where is your house? But are there other family members?"

In the last night talk, Feng Nongying mentioned that his parents died early, and his family had a small property with a group of loyal servants. He didn't care about it before, so he didn't ask carefully. Only then did Le Yongning realize that he knew little about his future wife Little, so I didn't tell my father clearly, and planned to tell my father after asking clearly.

"Do you have any other relatives?" Le Yongning looked at Feng Nongying with pity, wondering how such a weak person lived after his parents died.

Feng Nongying froze for a moment, slowly opened his eyes, left Le Yongning's embrace, turned his face to look at Le Yongning, at this moment, he could clearly see the pity and pity in Le Yongning's eyes.

Immediately, Feng Nongying didn't know what kind of feeling he felt in his heart, as if his chest was gently held by thousands of fine feathers, it was crisp, numb and itchy, and he couldn't tell whether it was uncomfortable or not.

What a ridiculous idea, someone would pity him. He is the owner of Baihua Villa and the leader of Xuanming Sect. He is well-clothed and well-fed. After his 16th birthday, the entire Mosang City is his fiefdom.Some people rely on him, some rely on him, some are loyal to him and die... But now, someone actually loves him...

Feng Nongying turned her head, lowered her eyes to avoid Le Yongning's gaze, and looked at the patterns on the slate, and the discomfort in her heart gradually disappeared.Feng Nongying said in a low voice: "There is another uncle, who is in the capital."

Le Yongning was overjoyed when he heard the words, for his future wife and relatives, and for the fact that Feng'er was not alone all these years.

"This is a good thing!" Le Yongning said softly, "If we have a chance to visit the capital in the future, we can visit uncle."

Feng Nongying shook his head, sneered, and sighed: "Let's forget it, our relationship is just ordinary, it's better if you don't see him."

"Why?" Le Yongning was puzzled. No matter the wedding or wedding, the uncle's family is the most important thing. Even the seats must be ranked first.

Feng Nongying lowered his eyes, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of desolation in his voice: "Perhaps the brother-sister relationship between uncle and mother was true back then, but no matter how deep the relationship is, it cannot stand the passage of time. It’s been 15 years. Now the relationship between me and my uncle is nothing more than a naked money transaction, I give a large amount of money every year, and my uncle gives Baihua Villa asylum... that’s all!”

Le Yongning could hear the sadness and indifference in Feng Nongying's voice, and immediately stretched out his hand to hook Feng Nongying's fingers, Feng Nongying subconsciously bent his knuckles, and their fingers were connected together.

Le Yongning finally understood that Feng Nongying really didn't like his uncle's family, so he immediately changed his mind and said, "Uncle must be of high authority and must be busy with work, so let's not bother."

Feng Nongying nodded, looked at the plain sachet on her waist, and couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

His uncle is indeed high and powerful, he is the most honorable person in the world.

When the emperor first came to Dabao, he wanted to rectify the forces in the world that were not under the jurisdiction of the government. Others could not believe it, so he could only hand it over to his only trusted sister of the same mother who was a daughter who had no threat to him—Princess Showa.

When the mother first came out of the rivers and lakes, she met her father. The two met, knew each other, and fell in love...

At that time, Xuanmingjiao had a very good relationship with the government, and they were treated with courtesy and preferential treatment everywhere they went. Similarly, Xuanmingjiao would donate a large amount of money to the emperor's private treasury every year.

But when the Xuanming Sect was destroyed, the mother asked for help from the uncle, but the high-ranking emperor rejected the mother's plea on the grounds that the power of the court should not interfere with the martial arts.

Later, his mother died of dystocia in just two years, and his father dragged his sick body to the capital, offered half of the property of Xuanming Sect to seek asylum, and also obtained the fiefdom of Mosang City for him.

Then my father established the Baihua Villa, painstakingly arranged everything before leaving with hatred.

Feng Nongying found it ironic that the uncle who seemed to love him so much, no matter how loving he was on the surface, his ultimate goal was to drain Baihua Villa's money.

Since ancient times, merchants’ taxes have been less than one tenth of the tax, but the annual tax paid by Baihua Villa is as high as [-]%, and the extra [-]% has all been secretly entered into the private treasury of the emperor...

"If you can see it, then see it." Feng Nongying said dejectedly. His uncle, who was supposed to be the person closest to him by blood in this world, had very indifferent affection for him. I don't know how his mother Quanxia Youzhi would feel.

"Hmm." Le Yongning looked at Feng Nongying's gloomy complexion, and his expression became tired, so he knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, and couldn't help but regret bringing up his uncle in his heart.

He was a little flustered and changed the subject stiffly: "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll let the small kitchen make it for you. The dim sum in Jiangnan is different from that in Mosang City, and the taste is also very good."

"Oh~ is that so?" Feng Nongying looked at Le Yongning as if he had lifted his spirits.

Le Yongning looked at Feng Nongying with a bit of interest, silently breathed a sigh of relief, nodded vigorously, and continued to smile: "Jiangnan has a lot of sweet snacks, do you want to have a taste?"

Feng Nongying also raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Then you recommend one that you think is the most delicious and let me try it."

Le Yongning thought for a moment, licked his lips and said, "Let's do lotus crisp." Then, he swallowed again, and continued: "The lotus crisp has layer upon layer of puff pastry, and it's fried until it's crunchy. It blooms in layers like lotus petals, with sweet bean paste in the middle, or salty egg yolk, both sweet and salty, and the taste is excellent.”

"Okay." Feng Nongying looked at Le Yongning swallowing quietly, couldn't help but feel amused in his heart, and agreed: "Then please trouble Saburo, order me a piece of lotus cake, let me taste how delicious it is. "

"You will definitely like it." Le Yongning said with certainty.As long as he thinks of the taste of lotus flower cakes, Le Yongning can't stop his saliva from the mouth. The sweet crispy skin shattered in his mouth as soon as he touched his teeth. Mixed with the salty egg yolk, he couldn't stop eating it for the first time. Ate the whole plate.

Le Yongning didn't stay long, and said a few words with Feng Nongying, seeing that Feng Nongying's expression was not right, and his mood was a little depressed, he got up and left.Anyway, his yard is next to him, and the two yards are only separated by a wall, so it is very convenient to come and go.

After Le Yongning left, Hongjuan came in from outside the screen, knelt down beside Feng Nongying, raised her head and asked, "Master, don't think about it, you should have a good rest."

Feng Nongying shook her head and smiled wryly: "I just feel it's a pity."

"What's the pity?" Hongjuan asked, "It's a pity for that little idiot Le Yongning?"

Feng Nongying looks at the white gauze screen not far away, which depicts ink mountains and rivers with smoke and cold water, light gauze and mist, a typical Jiangnan scenery, with a sense of mist and rain.

"Forget it." Feng Nongying said lightly: "It's useless to think too much. There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. I can't give up avenging my father for a Le Yongning."

Feng Nongying supported her head again, leaned on the bed, and closed her eyes.

If it hadn't been for the various sects of martial arts attacking Xuanming Sect, it would not have disturbed the father who was in seclusion, causing his father to be seriously injured and there is no cure for it.

If the father hadn't been lingering on the sick bed, the mother would not have been worried every day after pregnancy, resulting in weakness and dystocia and death.

If the mother hadn't died of dystocia, how could the father have been so shocked and angry that he was injured and wounded, causing the medicine to be ignored, and he died of a serious illness...

Over the years, Baihua Villa has been hiding in the dark. Although Emperor Feng Nongying has handed over a huge amount of money for protection, he can't rely on the government for help in everything. Therefore, Baihua Villa has been extremely difficult these years. If it weren't for this, Feng Nongying would not He would choose the Lotus Heart Sutra, which cost his father his life.

However, there is really no way out, the bigger the business, the more attention-grabbing it will be, and the consequences of no one to protect it. Gold is in a busy city, everyone can be bullied, the underworld and the white are all hyenas, and if they smell a little bit of good, they will swarm up and share it... How could Feng Nongying have the heart to let Baihua Villa, which protected him when he grew up, repeat the same fate as Xuanming? Teach the mistakes of the year!

He wants to clear the obstacles for the aunts and sisters in Baihua Villa before he can practice the Lotus Heart Sutra to the ninth level, before he dies with his true energy exploding.To make everyone in the world run away in fear when they hear the name of Baihua Villa, use the blood of those greedy people to build a barrier for Baihua Villa, and make everyone frightened...

If those hard ideas are not smashed, there will only be endless disasters. The Baihua Villa, which is sitting on huge wealth, will still become the target of public criticism just like the Xuanming Sect 18 years ago...

"There is always a choice..." Feng Nongying looked at the square palace lantern hanging on the beam, the red tassels on it moved without wind, like flowing blood, it was so red that it dazzled the eyes.

A Le Yongning is nothing more... not worth mentioning... not enough to be compared with the camera of Baihua Villa, not enough to be compared with hundreds of sisters, not enough to be compared with the father's hatred...

No matter how firm Feng Nongying's expression was and how decisive his words were, Hongjuan still looked at him with worry in his eyes.

She doesn't care about the rivers and lakes, any hatred, those are too old for her.To her, Baihua Villa is her home, Feng Nongying is her family, she doesn't like Feng Nongying's frowning look now.

She wanted Feng Nongying to live happily and carefree all the time.

Le Yongning is the beloved in Feng Nongying's heart, but revenge is his lifelong wish, and Hongjuan can't persuade him, nor can he persuade him.