Wei CI said, "Lord, if you don't succeed in your overlord, you shouldn't be stopped by such children's private affairs."

At this time, Feng Zhen acted indecently, took out his ear with his little finger and directly attacked Wei Ci's army.

"Did you hear that correctly? According to Zixiao's meaning, don't you think that the Lord and you are a couple and have an affair with children?" The heart is big enough. Feng Zhen has an expression of discovering the new world. He said, "I just said that you secretly admire the Lord, but I never said that the Lord has any reaction to you. Why did you put it here and become the Lord's love with you? Could it be that there is an inside story?"

Wei Ci's face turned white. Later, he found that he had been told by Fengzhen, and his heart was angry.

If he had not been well bred, he would have been unable to restrain his impulse and directly kicked Fengzhen out of the house.

"With a beautiful face and charming body, you deserve to be loved and obsessed. For example, there are few women in your boudoir who are happy with you?" With some cunning in his eyes, Feng Zhen admires Wei Ci's relegated immortal face with great interest, revealing the chagrin and shame of ordinary men. He continues, "My Lord is not an ordinary woman, but he is also a man of flesh and blood. It's natural that excellent women are chased by men and excellent men are chased by women. It's better to start early while no one has an advantage over you. It's better for her to look at others later. The only thing is that I'm afraid you can only marry a woman like my Lord."

Wei CI: "

After a while, Weici almost squeezed his back teeth and grinded out a sentence.

"Prodigal Son Fengzhen, your words and deeds really live up to this nickname!"

If Wei CI gets angry, Li Yun will be frightened, but Feng Zhen won't.

"Tease you. What are you doing so seriously?" Feng Zhen glanced indecently. He said, "my Lord is 18 years old and should consider marriage in another two years. Do you really think she is a relegated fairy in heaven, eating and drinking dew for a living, focusing on nothing and forgetting feelings? To say 10000 steps back, Zixiao held my Lord on the altar to offer his testimony. Have you ever thought that his successor will face this problem one day."

As an outsider, Feng Zhen naturally sees more clearly than Wei CI.

He also saw that Wei CI did not regard Jiang Pengji as his Lord, but clearly worshipped others as gods.

How do you know that the gods in the eyes of Weici are only flesh and blood mortals in the final analysis.

Feng Zhen's words calmed the burning flame of Weici for a while.

"It is common for people to inherit their families." Wei CI said sadly, "Ci has never had any thoughts about the Lord."

Now it's Feng's turn. I really don't understand.

Love is love. What can I avoid?

Just now, Wei Ci was about to drown in a vinegar jar, but now he refused to admit it.

Such a twist, which is like a aboveboard man?

It's clearly a small public act.

Feng Zhen said angrily, "I really don't know what you're struggling with?"

Weici rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and said to Fengzhen, "there are some things... You don't understand until then."

With previous life experience, Wei CI knows that this matter is not just about love between men and women, but also involves a lot of interest disputes.

If the Lord is not the final winner and is doomed to failure, what about Wei Ci's willingness to go out and confess?

But he knew it was impossible. The LORD would win, and she would create an unprecedented prosperity for all the people in the world.

Weici doesn't want to be a stain on her, so that those with broken mouths have reason to criticize her.

If he could, he hoped he could stand aside and silently sweep away the gravel for her to make her walk more stable.

Feng Zhen still wanted to be funny. Wei Ci's eyebrows were deeply locked. The pain on his face was not like pretending to be, so he had to stop.

He is a prodigal son. How can he understand that the more he loves and admires, the more he dare not come near?

"Oh, it won't be you, it will always be someone else." Feng Zhen put his hands around his sleeves, and every word he said could be turned into a blade and inserted into Wei Ci's heart. "Han Mei just made a slip of the tongue. You're jealous. You really wait until the nightmare comes true, tut tut -"

Feng Zhen added, "why don't you understand?"

Weici was silent.

The prodigal son said, "I don't know what you're worried about, but if you think about it carefully, you can guess one or two. It's nothing more than worrying about other people's broken words and future offspring disputes? It's not difficult to say. Don't you just change your surname?"

Wei CI: "

In order to avoid Feng Zhen becoming more and more outrageous, Wei CI couldn't bear it and said, "it's not just that."

Feng Zhen asked, "what's that?"

Wei CI rubbed his eyebrows and said, "do you think... Is it possible for the Lord to win the throne?"

Feng Zhen thought for a while, and he said, "if you can succeed, in addition to the disaster in Northern Xinjiang, the Lord will be able to add nine tin and establish himself as emperor."

If we can conquer Northern Xinjiang and more than half of Dongqing's territory, it is not too much to be emperor.

Wei CI asked, "if a woman is the emperor, should respect her husband?"

Feng Zhen subconsciously wanted to answer "absurdity", and suddenly stopped.

Weici smiled bitterly, "If you respect your husband, it is no doubt that your relatives are the dominant family, and the country does not rule the country. The so-called emperor has become a joke. Important officials can tolerate one female emperor, can they tolerate two or even three? If you pass the throne to the prince, the dispute between your relatives will not stop, or even become more and more intense. You can see that now the family is prosperous, and who has no military power. If there is a man When the emperor ascended, the harem became the channel for aristocratic families to hold the emperor. If the emperor's own means are insufficient, sooner or later he will be elevated into a puppet. Whatever you do is wrong... Although it's still early to talk about these, you have to face them. "

Feng was stunned. He really didn't think so much.

"Wait -- according to your words, is it good for the Lord to have no heirs all his life?"

Or, when the Lord rules the world, she will adopt her brother's children and forcibly surrender the world?

"How is that possible?" Wei Ci's eyes were cold and fierce. He said, "the best way is to go to the father and keep the son. It can not only eliminate the disaster of foreign relatives, but also dispel the idea of small people usurping power."

After Feng Zhen listened, his eyelids jumped twice.

Weici said, "just talk about such a distant thing. If you have nothing to do, go home as soon as possible."

Pestle in front of him is really eye-catching.

When Fengzhen heard Wei Ci's dislike, he still had the cheek to stay, but he thought of Wei Ci's previous words.

If the Lord can really win the position of the ninth five year plan, children are indeed a problem.

In addition, Weici also mentioned the problem of aristocratic family.

Now the aristocratic families who support soldiers and respect themselves grasp a lot. It's OK in troubled times. No one can say anything. If the world gradually moves towards reunification, it will become a hidden danger of re division. With the temperament of her lord, how could she like to be constrained? Either the aristocratic family is completely weakened, or it is jointly counterattacked by the aristocratic family and elevated into a puppet. The interests of the two are completely opposite, and there is little possibility of reconciliation.

Feng Zhen frowned and thought of a variety of assumptions, but he still didn't have a clue.

On one side, Wei CI had calmed down, took down the teapot on the tea stove and showed a wave of tea art.

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