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Chapter 507 Prepare a good show for your husband

This sentence was simply not even more tempting for Feng Yuheng. For a moment, the little flame that was not reserved in his heart began to rise. If Xuan Tianming hadn't stopped him, this girl would have pounced on her.

"Xuan Tianming." Someone's eyes shone and his saliva almost fell off. She said, "Xuan Tianming, your face is good, right? Is it still so handsome, right?" The little Tao in his eyes jumped up, and he even subconsciously stuck out his tongue and turned around his lips.

Xuan Tianming is speechless. Is he raising a little color cat? Why does this dead girl look at people and faces?

He reached out and pushed her head away a little, and said helplessly: "I think you probably fell in love with my face in the mountains." He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "In fact, I have always advocated conquering people with virtue."

Someone pushed his hand away with his head and expressed dissatisfaction: "Pick it quickly, don't pull it with uselessness. We just met before, where did I observe your virtue? Besides, your body is covered with wounds, and you can only see one face. Why don't I look at my face? Hurry up, if this broken mask is not taken off, I can only sigh that if I only meet for the first time in my life."

Xuan Tianming realized that he could not tell the dead girl, so he raised his hand to surrender, "Okay, I'll take it."

Feng Yuheng nailed his eyes tightly to the mask, and saw Xuan Tianming's slender fingers touching the edge of the mask. The mask she had been trying to take off finally rose up little by little with the movement of her fingers. The mechanism in her ear buckle sounded "click", announcing that the golden mask was completely removed from Xuan Tianming's face.

A certain audience member went crazy, and saw her jumping forward without saying a word, holding the true face that had not been seen for a long time and kissing her. Even if someone like Xuan Tianming, who is shameless in some aspects, could not stand the enthusiasm of his wife, and a handsome face suddenly became popular.

A big man was knocked down by a girl, kissed and licked. If he didn't do anything in this case, he would be too unmanly!

So, someone exasperated himself for a while in his heart, encouraged himself before going to battle, and finally raised the courage to counterattack the people on his body. But at this moment, the person who bullied him and said whatever he wanted, suddenly... came up!

She got up!

Xuan Tianming's counterattack was already swaying, but he was empty and he was half lying on the soft chair, almost knocking himself to death.

Feng Yuheng asked him in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Xuan Tianming gritted his teeth: "Healing the wound."

"Are you injured?"

"Internal injury!" He suffered serious internal injury! Damn it, did you want to roar? This girl really killed someone, so he had the impulse to grab her and press her to the ground and beat her. Isn't this cheating?

But it is obvious that Feng Yuheng didn't want to discuss with him the question of whether to cheat or not. She kissed and touched enough, and the illegitimate enough, so the question came - "Mom! Xuan Tianming, your face was not disfigured at all. You actually lied to me for more than a year. Do you want to die?"

He didn't want to die, he felt aggrieved: "You have never strongly asked me to take off my mask."

"Is the request strong or not?" She looked at the man in front of her half lying on the soft chair with his back to her, in this small position... Tsk tsk, his hands penetrated into the space without being controlled by his brain, and secretly took out the small whip.

Xuan Tianming felt his heart twitch and asked in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do?"

She sniffed and looked at the things in her hand, and was speechless for a while. After a while, she stuffed her sleeves back under Xuan Tianming's gaze. Forget it, she is underage and should try her best to stay healthy as physically and mentally.

"Xuan Tianming, why don't you let me see your face?" She cared more about this, "I didn't take out some good things and share them with me. What kind of heart are you doing? Is it necessary for us to hide this?" The more we said, the more unhappy he just sat down in the chair next to him, lowered his head and began to feel sulky.

Xuan Tianming was anxious and quickly got up to coax his wife: "It's not intentionally hiding it from you, it's right. When we first met, your face that looked at me was almost drooling was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Think about it, I have always been convinced by virtue. How could I be willing to be my wife only like this face instead of truly loving my heart? Hengheng, please be more open-minded. It's a good intention for your husband, just want you to see my sincere heart."

Someone gritted his teeth: "Can you say something human?"

"...I deliberately made fun of you, my wife."

Nimad has been funny for more than a year, are you lying?

Feng Yuheng was furious and fucked the golden mask that had been taken off and was about to ravage. The hands that were as hard as iron pliers made Xuan Tianming scare and tremble, and then snatched the mask back-"Let's wait!"

It was rare to say a word seriously, Feng Yuheng decided to give him this face. As expected, he stopped and did not rob him anymore. He just asked seriously: "Tell me, what's the trick?"

Xuan Tianming raised the mask in his hand, "Don't you want to know what Feng Jinyuan has in his hand? Speaking of which, the things in his hand seem to be the same as the husband."

As early as when Xuan Tianming took off his mask and exposed a clean handsome face, Feng Yuheng had a feeling. This mask could never be worn simply to make her playful. There must be other reasons why Xuan Tianming could keep this mask around in such a way that was both conspicuous and natural, and that others could not expect and at the same time, it must be that there is another reason.

Now he talked about the thing in Feng Jinyuan's hand again. Feng Yuheng blinked, thought about it, and stared at the mask in his hand.

Xuan Tianming smiled at her and praised, "Our Hengheng is smart!" Then, in Feng Yuheng's surprised gaze, he pulled out a piece of silk cloth from the edge of the mask.

It was not until this time that she realized that the mask actually had a mezzanine. At the same time, Xuan Tianming's move also confirmed Feng Yuheng's guess. There was something in the mask, and such a thing was very important, so important that Xuan Tianming could only hide it on his body in this way. What exactly is this?

She reached out to take the silk cloth over, and saw that the top was embroidered with an embroidery. She couldn't tell what the picture was, as if there were mountains, rivers, but the mountain was a snow-capped outline of a white line. From the shape, a dragon head could be vaguely seen. She couldn't understand the rest, and only had a shallow guess. She raised the silk cloth helplessly and asked Xuan Tianming: "Map?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, "There is a dragon vein in Qianzhou, which is said to be in the northern three provinces of Dashun. When those three provinces were still in Qianzhou's territory, the dragon vein was guarded by heavy troops. Later, the northern three provinces fell one after another, and they quickly withdrew their troops from the three provinces, as if they were guarding for somewhere to be discovered by Dashun. Dashun has never been able to do anything. Later, many years later, it was slowly reported that the dragon vein of Qianzhou remained in the northern three provinces. The dragon vein not only concerns the fate of Dashun, but also burys the wealth of a great country that is enough to rival Dashun."

Feng Yuheng was angrily talking, "How much does that cost!" Someone's eyes began to shine, and he stared at the silk cloth again: "You are the dragon vein diagram?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, but shook his head again and said, "It can only be said to be part of it. This thing is said to be embroidered by the old emperor in Qianzhou in his later years. He used 81 embroidery girls, each of whom embroidered a little, but even so, after the picture was completed, all the 81 embroidery girls were killed. The old emperor divided the embroidery into three parts, and they were all in a safe place. Unfortunately, the position of Qianzhou Dragon Crown was very fierce later. I don't know which prince made this thing out, and one was held by the current monarch.

Another one I got by chance two years ago, and another one. According to legend, Feng Jinyuan went to the Northern Frontier Public Inspection a few years ago. At that time, a secret guard of Qianzhou finally found another map after thousands of miles of tracking. He stuffed the map into the vulture's belly with a special method, and let the trained vulture fly back to Qianzhou to give it to the current king. Unfortunately, the vulture was shot down when passing through a mountain range. Qianzhou's king was furious and ordered a search. It turned out that Feng Jinyuan's official team was passing through the mountain range and was walking in the valley where the vulture was shot down."

Feng Yuheng heard this and his eyebrows were tightly clumped, "Does Qian Zhou suspect that the one-third of the map is in Feng Jinyuan's hands?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, "Natural." Then he expressed his thoughts: "But I always feel that things are not that simple. Feng Jinyuan is indeed strange, but after checking him for so long, I didn't find that he could really hide that thing. You know, not only I am looking at it, but Qian Zhou is also looking at it, and even the father's people are looking at it. So many years have passed, if the thing is really in Feng Jinyuan's hands, I would have got it long ago."

She followed and analyzed, "So, half of the reason why the Cheng sisters entered the Feng family was to help the father find something?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, "That's right."

She thought the same as him, "How could it be impossible to find out so many people are looking at it? Unless the thing is not in Feng Jinyuan's hands at all."

Seeing her frowning with her eyebrows, Xuan Tianming couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows, "This matter cannot be understood overnight. We will just waste time with him, and we have to watch it."

Feng Yuheng nodded and sighed. She knew that this was urgent, but she had been instilled with so much knowledge for a while, and the amount of information was really large.

She waved her hand and said to him: "If you check it, I'm too lazy to care. I've had a lot of things at home recently, and you know about my mother's affairs. My grandfather is devoted to Baicaotang. I still have to deal with these things. Han's family..."
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