Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

When Feng Lan entered the study, Feng Xin was still sitting at the same place, and his expression did not look good.

This kid dared to show his face to Lao Tzu.

Feng Lan stared at Feng Xin's face resembling herself, and was very dissatisfied.

Fenglan lived in the city's main palace, on the one hand, to get the Phoenix Order back on the one hand, and on the other, to supervise Feng Xin and Ye Lingyue.

Fortunately, this time, he also found out.

Although Feng Xin and Ye Lingyue have a close relationship, they sleep in separate rooms and there is no act of overtaking.

After many days of contact, he also noticed that Feng Xin was excellent in every aspect except that he was not capable and weak.

He was an exquisite man, and even the mercenaries in the city were subdued by the clothes he had conquered. He also handled the affairs of the mercenary city in an orderly manner. This kid is a commercial wizard.

Feng Lan also secretly tried Feng Xin, who taught him these things.

Feng Xin just replied faintly, because he was busy with his mother when he was a child. He often accompanied his mother in the account room.

When he heard these words, Feng Lan was a little stunned.

He and Feng Xin got along, originally wanted to learn more about this rusty days, but I did not expect, but in contact, they knew more about Qingfeng.

In the impression, the woman who was supposed to be arrogant and self-willed seems to be more and more blurred. On the contrary, it appears that Mu Guan's mouth is a capable and generous owner.

In Feng Xin's mouth, a gentle and strong mother.

"Today I need to go to the mercenary alliance to check the year-end books, and Di Zun will teach on my behalf." As the year approaches, Feng Xin is also busy.

The affairs in the mercenary alliance allowed him to teach Fenglan again for a while.

"Di Zun? You asked that woman to teach me? You deliberately treated me not, that woman, looking at me looks like I owed her millions of silver."

Feng Lan expressed strong dissatisfaction.

Before he was in a coma, he was also a beautiful young man who was famous for Beiqing. Every time he went out, he could receive countless admiring eyes and various sachets sent by the girl.

But a coma, after more than ten years, woke up, everything changed.

Inexplicably, he married Qingfeng and had another son.

This is already a headache, but I also met a venomous deity.

If it is said that Feng Lan has been in a good relationship with many people in the city's main palace for a while, then there are only two people, so he is not right.

One is Tianzun, and the other is earthzun.

For Tianzun, Feng Lan hated it for no reason.

As for Di Zun, on the contrary, she hates Feng Lan for no reason.

This made Feng Lan very helpless. He often secretly wondered, he was also a talented person anyway, why the yin and yang woman, every time I saw her, he did not give him a good look.

You do n’t owe millions to you, you just owe her a memory, Feng Xin secretly.

"Di Zun runs the Tongtian Pavilion, and she is even smarter than me in handling the accounts." Some of Feng Xin's business practices were originally taught by Qing Feng.

Although Di Zun didn't remember himself because he hated Feng Lan, he said coldly to Feng Lan.

However, Feng Xin noticed that Di Zun appeared in the vicinity of the study very frequently this time. As for whether he cares about being a son or a Lao Tzu, only Di Zun himself knows.

As he said, the door opened.

"Get out without learning."

Di Zun, who came in with a cold wind, tensed his face and stared at Fenglan fiercely.

In the battlefield, Feng Lan, who was used to life and death, shrank his neck for no reason. He sat down dejectedly and went back, picking up a ledger feebly. That looked like a good student.

Feng Xin couldn't help recalling an old tradition in Feng Mansion.

It is said that all previous Feng Kings have innocuous problems, that is, fear. Now, it seems that although Feng Lan has no memory, the problem is still there.

At least, Feng Lan dared to scream at Feng Xin, who was a son, but to Di Zun, he at most just scolded his back, but in the face, he didn't dare to scream.

Seeing Feng Lan said nothing, Di Zun looked slightly slower.

She didn't even notice the cramps on Feng Xin's face.

In Feng Xin's opinion, Di Zun was still the same, with gauze wrapped on his face, but Feng Xin noticed that Di Zun changed the black robe he had been wearing and changed to a purple jacket with a suitable cut.

Feng Xin hid his smile between his lips, closed the door, and left a room full of warmth.

Living in the house, Feng Lan and Di Zun sat on each side, with a table in the middle, and began today's lecture.

Feng Lan was still whispering in his heart, worried about Di Zun's private enmity and not teaching well, but an hour passed.

Feng Lan soon discovered that his worries were unnecessary.

Feng Xin is quite right. Di Zun is absolutely a master on the account. He is even clearer and more careful than Feng Xin in lectures.

Feng Xin also noticed that Di Zun's voice was much better than before, not like the roughness of the northern woman, nor the soft whisper of the southern woman, but a kind, between the thickness, such as The sound of spring-like dingdong fell into my ears and was very nice.

Feng Lan listened, suddenly fascinated.

"Accounts that are sold on credit are probably done like this. Have you heard them clearly?"

Di Zun finished speaking, seeing Feng Lan not responding, he couldn't help but tightened his brows.

"You talked so lightly, you didn't hear the cold wind outside the house, like a lion's roar, just like your cat's voice, how can this king hear clearly." Feng Lan's ears were red, and only then noticed Di Zun said, he didn't hear a word.

Di Zun has the urge to strangle Fenglan.

Fenglan is a man who learns martial arts. He has been sensitive to ordinary people since childhood, let alone cat meows, he can hear them clearly even if the mouse calls him.

Either he was finding fault, or he was just distracted, so he didn't hear clearly.

When this little boy followed Taifu when he was young, Taifu still praised him for his concentration. He woke up in a coma for more than ten years, but he lived and went back.

Di Zunqiang swallowed the bad breath in his heart.

"I will say it again, just once!"

"You come and sit next to Ben Wang." Feng Lan moved a chair, and he didn't hesitate to see him. He raised his eyebrows, with a hint of provocation, and then said, "Why, afraid that Ben Wang will eat If you do n’t succeed, rest assured that Ben Wang has no interest in you, a woman who is completely feminine. "

No femininity, yes, compared with the exquisite figure of Empress Qingshuang, she really has no femininity.

Di Zunqiang endured the urge to pick up the ink ink and hit the beautiful face of Feng Lan.

She thought to herself, how could she be in love with Feng Lan, which was so bitter and disgusting.

She grabbed an account book and slammed it in front of Fenglan, and talked dryly again.