The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Feng Hao saw that it was Elder Feng Er who walked in. He seemed to see new hope again, so he ignored Elder Feng Er’s extremely poor complexion. His blood boiled again and asked anxiously: "Dad, little Seven that dog slave died, right? You avenged me."

Dad promised him that he wouldn't let go of those who hurt him.

Concerning Shang Fenghao's hopeful eyes, Elder Feng Er felt guilty for a while, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. Haoer was killed as waste, but he, a father, could not avenge his child.

Elder Feng Er came to the bed. After sitting down, he gently patted Feng Hao's shoulder. His dim eyes made Feng Hao chuckle in his heart, and a bad premonition caught his heart.

"Huo'er, it's dad's uselessness, he didn't help you get revenge."

"What?" Feng Hao's mouth twitched weirdly, looking at Elder Feng Er's eyes, as if he was looking at a weird creature, he didn't believe it, his father would say something like this, and then he laughed and said: "Dad, you I’m lying to you, because of your cultivation, I want to kill Xiaoqi easily. You said that even if Feng Lingran came, you couldn’t stop you from avenging me. You must be lying to me..."

"Haoer, listen to Dad." Elder Feng Er interrupted Feng Hao's voice and said uncomfortably in his heart: "Dad didn't lie to you, something happened, and even Dad was caught off guard."

What Feng Hao wanted to say was stopped by the elder Feng Er raising his hand.

"Dad has no time to explain too much to you. I will take you to see him immediately, Lao Zong. Admit, you have to pretend to be pitiful, and don’t say anything about the little bitch and Xiaoqi who slandered Bai, you can remember it."

Laozong mainly saw him?

Feng Hao was full of doubts. When Elder Feng Er helped him out of bed, Feng Hao's legs suddenly shivered. The old patriarch was a deterrent old man. Fortunately, there were very few encounters with the old patriarch. During his childhood, Dad and Niang could help him settle down. Feng Hao got used to it after a long time.

Feng Hao was afraid of the old patriarch and didn’t feel he had done something wrong. He couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t admit it, but why pretend to be poor?”

Elder Feng Er knew that Feng Hao had done something to Xiao Qi, and he didn’t think it was a mistake. He had long seen Feng Lingran and Xiao Qi as unhappy. As for Bai Mu’s things, Elder Feng Er didn’t know that Feng Hao will play smart since he was little, and it is his consistent style to avoid being heavy.

"Dad knows you did nothing wrong, but the little bitch named Bai, his grandfather is the life-saving benefactor of the old patriarch, and dad is afraid that you will run into the old patriarch, you will suffer!"

Feng Hao was stunned. He had never heard of any life-saving benefactor from the old patriarch. What is going on here?

Feng Hao's eyes flickered with confusion, thinking that he had teased Bai Mu's words, to be known by the old patriarch, and not yet dominated by the old patriarch?

Daddy was right, he didn't admit it, no matter what he did, as long as he didn't admit it, he was pretending to be pitiful, and the old patriarch would not treat him. Anyway, the old patriarch was also his grandfather!Can he kill his own grandson for the little bitch named Bai?But it's just superficial acting and showing to others.

Xiao Xi and Feng Shaotang left Elder Feng's mansion and went to find Feng Lingran. Xiao Xi saw a misty purple shadow, standing under the catkins on the banks of the Qingshui River. His skirt was like a dance of lotus, like an extremely beautiful painting, a wave of ripples was fiercely raised in Xiao Xi's heart.

This person is so familiar.