Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 335 Black Belly Prince (31)

"An, Sister An, you..." Fang Tianjiao's eyes widened, startled by An Wan's shocking words.

"Tianjiao, don't listen to her nonsense." Feng Xuan said.

"Brother Seven, what do you think I should do now?" Fang Tianjiao looked sad.

"What you should ask is yourself." Feng Xuan said.

"Ask me?" Fang Tianjiao was slightly taken aback.

"I'll ask my servants to take you to the guest room to rest first. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it at dawn. Don't think too much about it. First... have a good rest."

After speaking, Feng Xuan quickly dragged the "very well-behaved" An Wan out of the front hall.

outside the hospital.

As soon as she left Fang Tianjiao's sight, An Wan quickly broke free from Feng Xuan's arms.

She was gossiping, looking at Feng Xuan eagerly, and asked: "Do you think Feng Lin will come to arrest people after dawn?"

Feng Xuan glanced at her, and asked without answering: "You seem to know a lot about the boudoir?"

An Wan: "..." Can you not understand, the two of them have been married for several lifetimes.

"When I was at the border, I would occasionally hear those soldiers mention such things before going to the battlefield..." An Wan lied without changing her expression.

The million-dollar security army at the border: "???"

Hearing this, Feng Xuanjun's face darkened.

He also stayed at the border and spent half a year in the Huaibei Army. He knew what was going on in the barracks.

It's just that he didn't think of this before.

After all, An Wan is a woman and the only daughter of the old general Zhen Guo. He thought that those officers and men would avoid her a lot and take care of her a lot.

I actually forgot that when people face life and death, they don't have so many scruples and don't think so much.

They can only sigh with emotion, and they can only express some of the most regrettable emotions in their hearts...

And An Wan just happened to be the girl who was supposed to be in her boudoir just now...

Just thinking about it like this, Feng Xuan could guess what those soldiers and those rude elders would say in front of An Wan...

After regaining consciousness, Feng Xuan looked at An Wan and said solemnly: "From now on, with me here, you don't need to go to the battlefield again."

"You're not as good at fighting as I am." An Wan said heartbroken.

Feng Xuan: "..."

"A large-scale battle, I can use the shortest time and consume the least amount of manpower and materials to quickly solve it."

"Of course, you are also very good, but you are still slightly inferior to me."

Feng Xuan: "..."

"Besides, when you succeed in rebelling, you will be the emperor in the future. You, the emperor, can't come in person every time there is a war, right? That would be out of character."

Feng Xuan: "..."

"And..." An Wan was about to continue to pierce her heart, but Feng Xuan couldn't help it and interrupted her.

"There are tens of thousands of men in Daxia."

"You are better than most men, but lately, it is impossible for a country to rely entirely on the strength of one person."

"You are very powerful, but what if there is a change in the future... How should Da Xia show his favor?"

"Wanwan, the role of the strong is the bottom card, an existence that will never be used until the end."

"The strength of a country requires unity and the growth and strength of all people, not individuals."

"And..." Speaking of this, Feng Xuan suddenly paused.

He took a deep look at the beautiful An Wan in front of him, and said in a low voice, "...I can't bear it."

"what?"

Feng Xuan's voice was too low, and An Wan couldn't hear clearly for a while, so she couldn't help asking.

"...It's nothing." Feng Xuan's eyes flickered, and he changed the subject.

"It's still early, you go back to your room to rest."

"Today's morning is different from the past..."

(End of this chapter)