Chapter 59
"Don't worry about it, Queen. Whether I will be embarrassed after knowing the facts depends on me, not on you. You don't have to remind me over and over again here, and you don't have that qualification."

Without showing any sympathy, Feng Hongge didn't care about Feng Qinyi at all, and didn't fear her at all.

Since she wants to fight with herself, then she will fight with her to the end.

Time to see who is the winner.

"You, you child, why are you—"

Before Feng Qinyi finished speaking, Feng Hongge didn't want to hear it anymore.

Feng Qiluo also kept looking at Feng Hongge, seeing that she was about to leave, he hurried to her.

"Hongge, go this way, I'll lead the way for you."

Feng Hongge's behavior when he came back today also surprised Feng Qiluo.

He never thought that she would really have the courage to fight Feng Tiancheng, nor did he think that she would beat Feng Tiancheng, let alone that she was so eloquent. Is this still the timid little girl back then?

"Tell me about the past."

Following behind Feng Qiluo, Feng Hongge didn't notice his already wandering thoughts, but only wanted to know his identity.

After thinking about it, Feng Hongge still couldn't call him brother, and in the end he didn't have any address.

When Feng Qiluo heard Feng Hongge's words, he immediately came back to his senses, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

"Hong Ge, since you really forgot, stop asking. It's not a good thing either."

Feng Hongge saw a trace of deep sadness flashing in Feng Qiluo's eyes, but he didn't ask again immediately.

In the past few years, Feng Qiluo knew how much he had suffered.

Although I am a veritable son now, and my servants respect me, but I can see, I can see that they always look down on me in their hearts.

The only reason why I can stay in Feng's house is probably because of this flute.

Touching the flute pinned to her waist, Feng Qiluo smiled, with a bit of helplessness and sadness in that smile.

Feng Hongge saw Feng Qiluo's slight movements, could there be some connection between this flute and him?
When Di Junchen saw Feng Hongge set his gaze on Feng Qiluo, a gloomy look flashed across his face.

Looking at Feng Hongge's gaze again, looking at the flute, Di Junchen seemed to have thought of something suddenly.

Slowly evoking a smile, he said to himself why he saw this flute so familiar just now, isn't this flute something from that person?How could it be on this kid?

Along the way, the three of them had their own thoughts in their hearts, and before they knew it, they had reached Feng Hongge's residence.

A fairly clean small house, although it looks pretty good, but Feng Hongge carefully captured some traces of temporary repairs.

It seems that this was also repaired by Feng Tiancheng a few days before he was coming.

Seeing that Feng Hongge was quite satisfied with the small courtyard, Feng Qiluo finally felt relieved, and looked at Di Junchen again.

"Hong Ge, do you want to arrange another room for the child next to you? There is only one room with a bed in your small courtyard."

"No, no, no, no, no, you don't have to worry about it. I know my affairs. If there's nothing else, you can go, go, go!"

Di Junchen, who had always been sullen and unhappy with Feng Qiluo all the way, felt so-so when he heard Feng Qiluo said that he would arrange a room for himself, but then he heard him say that there was only one bed in Feng Hongge's small courtyard. My mood suddenly surged.

He hurriedly pushed Feng Qiluo out.

 ~ Aww, I'm struggling to save the manuscript! ~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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