小优为爱而生下

Old Man Feng watched Feng Jiu gently caring for her father by the side and could not help but reveal a small smile as he nodded in appreciation.

Whoever said the only men were good?

Whoever said that only men could bring glory to the family’s name?

What a man could do, a woman could do as well. Sometimes, they may even do a better job!

In their Feng family’s line of descendants, there was only Little Feng this child. This child had grown up without any worries, not to mention being reprimanded by elders. Now that such an incident happened, even if it was a boy, he may not be able to withstand such pressure and panic.

However, she was just a girl who was only sixteen years of age had braved the storm and used her delicate frame to support the entire Feng Residence and paved a new path for them.

Thinking of this, he was full of emotions. He was proud on one hand yet distressed on the other.

"Father, close your eyes and rest well."

Feng Jiu gently said in a low voice and after he finished the whole bowl of porridge, Guan Xi Lin helped him to lie comfortably on the bed. Leaving Leng Hua behind to guard by his bed, the three of them left the room.

"Grandfather, brother, come over to my courtyard to talk." She looked at the two of them and pointed to the door.

"Alright." The two of them nodded their heads in unison.

Feng Jiu looked at the middle of the courtyard where Luo Yu and the others were and said: "The lot of you stay and guard this courtyard. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter the room."

A few of them to each other and replied solemnly: "Yes!"

After leaving instructions to the Feng guards, the few of them walked towards her courtyard.

On the other side, in the Palace.

After returning to the Palace, Murong Bo looked at the two old cultivators who stood before him and asked: "What do you think? Do you think that Feng Xiao is really in a coma and is in a vegetative state?" It was not that he was full of suspicion but this matter was simply too unbelievable even for him.

Initially, he had thought that Feng Xiao would die without question, whoever who have thought that the black market would have graced him with a life-saving medicine and preserved that life of his. They thought that he would have awoken since his life had been saved, however he had became a vegetable instead and was unable to wake up from his coma.

Though this was a good thing for them, it’s just that there was still a sense of uneasiness and irritability in his heart.

The two old men looked at each other as their thoughts trailed and they started to contemplate. Only after a long while they speak: "Ruler, Feng Xiao has received a blow from each of us. At that time, each of us used nearly 70% of our strength. If it was any regular person, he would have died long ago. It’s only this Feng Xiao that could hold on till now, but we believe that although he is alive, there is no difference from being dead. After all, those two palm strikes were directed at his five visceras, even the Gods can’t save him!"

Perhaps he was just waiting for their words of affirmation to let himself have a peace of mind. At this point, after he heard their words, he finally let go of all the worries that was in his heart.

"Mmmn, this King has the same thoughts." He nodded his head and finally revealed a smile as he said, "These two days had been hard for the two of you."

"It is a blessing for us to share the worries of our Ruler. It is just that..."

The two voices hesitated slightly as they had on an expression that they had something to say but did not know how to say it out.

Seeing this, Murong Bo laughed heartily and said: "If there are words to say, please say it."

When they heard his words, the two of them no longer hesitated and said directly: "It’s like this, we would like to have that horse called Old White, we were wondering if the Ruler can help us think of a solution?"