The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

The high priest was a little surprised that Feng Ling would ask such a question, but he still thought about it for a while, and told her: "Once a person is reincarnated, he will forget everything about his previous life, and it is impossible to have memories of his previous life."

Hearing this, Bai Ling asked impatiently: "What if people have not gone through reincarnation?"

"You said Duoshe?" The high priest frowned when he thought of this situation: "This is a crooked way that only the devil can learn."

Bai Ling suddenly didn't know what to say.

After a while, she asked again: "Master, if someone wants to change their fate against the sky, what punishment will they receive?"

"I can't change it, it's God's will."

After the high priest said this, he also said to her in a serious tone: "Ling'er, I know that you read a variety of books. Just read some books. Don't think about things that are against our high priest's duty."

After saying this, she suddenly sighed, "Your child's ability in some aspects is too heaven-defying, and I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Heaven is jealous of talents, this is what the high priest is most worried about.

But as long as she is sixteen years old and inherits the position of the high priest, she will be the chosen daughter of heaven, and even the heavens will favor her.

Thinking of this, the high priest was relieved. She patted Feng Ling's head, and said to her lovingly: "Don't stay in Duobao Pavilion all the time, you can walk around if you have nothing to do."

"Understood, Master."

Feng Ling walked out from her master, thought for a while, then turned and walked towards Feng Lan's residence.

Feng Lan was obviously injured by her phoenix piano last night, and today it seemed that nothing happened. She planned to test again to see if she was just pretending or if she was really fine.

When I came to the courtyard where Feng Lan lived, two maids came towards me with a basket of fruit.

When the two saw Feng Ling, they hurriedly blessed the body: "Master Priest."

"What fruit did you take?"

"It's An Guo."

It's actually an apple.

Feng Ling nodded and said, "Give it to me, I'll bring it in for Lan'er."

The two hurriedly handed the basket to Feng Ling and left.

Feng Ling looked at the fruit in the basket and touched it with her finger. She used the priestly power. This kind of ability is only good for ordinary people and has no harm. Weaken the magic power in her body.

When Feng Ling walked into the inner courtyard, she saw Feng Lan was practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

As a Dharma protector, Feng Lan usually protects the high priest, so her martial arts must be very strong.

Feng Ling looked at it for a while, put the fruit basket aside, and attacked directly.

"Lan'er, let's do a few tricks."

As soon as Feng Ling attacked, Feng Lan took the move.

She accepted the trick and said with a smile: "Sister, we haven't done a trick for a long time, you can see if I have improved."

"it is good."

Feng Ling didn't intend to be polite, every move carried great strength.

Feng Lan also thought carefully, and also did not intend to deliberately give way to Feng Ling.

The two of them exchanged moves, and each move carried a strong internal force, and many flowers, plants and leaves around were blown away.

At this moment, Feng Lan suddenly saw a man walking in from the door.

Sheng Sheng took Feng Ling's palm.

"Well……"

Seeing Feng Lan who was covering her heart and taking a few steps back, Feng Ling stopped her moves and also noticed the sound of footsteps behind her.

But she didn't care, and deliberately said: "Lan'er, you are distracted."

Feng Lan said aggrievedly: "I thought my sister was just planning to fight with me casually, but I didn't expect you to come."

After she finished speaking, there was water in her eyes: "It hurts so much."

Feng Ling glanced at the apples placed next to her, walked over and took one and handed it to her: "Hurry up and eat this Ango, I have added the priest's power to the Ango, so that your heart won't hurt. "

Footsteps behind him approached.

Feng Lan shouted with light in her eyes: "General, you are here."

Only then did Feng Ling turn her head to look at the great general standing there. At this moment, his cold and hard face was still sickly, but it did not damage the fierce majesty in those eyes.

Feng Ling frowned: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why did you come out?"

"Sister, I asked the general to come to me to get something."

"What do you have to come here to get it yourself?" Feng Ling frowned even tighter, feeling that Feng Lan had no good intentions.

The general kept his lips tightly shut, his heroic brow furrowed, he should also be a little surprised that Feng Ling was here.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Ling turned her eyes, turned around and put the An Guo in Feng Lan's hand, and urged: "You eat this An Guo first."

"Sister, I'll eat later."

"No, eat it now... I will feel bad if I don't watch you eat it."

"this……"

Feng Lan never expected Feng Ling to be so stubborn all of a sudden.

She could prevaricate it with just a few words before, but this time it seems to be useless.

She looked at the An Guo that Feng Ling handed over, thinking why not eat it.

Feng Ling sneered in her heart. In the past, it was because she felt sorry for her only sister, so she let her do everything. Now that her mentality has changed, her tone is inevitably strong: "Could it be that Lan'er was pretending to be slapped by me, so Why don’t you eat An Guo?”

The general stared at Feng Lan with a pair of cold eyes, and there was a threat in his eyes.

The black energy in Feng Lan's heart was almost not suppressed, so she had no choice but to take it and take a bite.

Feng Ling: "Eat more, it won't help if you take a bite."

Feng Lan was a little anxious, and her mind turned quickly. At this moment, she pointed at the general, "Sister, let the general take away the things first, you see he is so sick, what if..."

"So why did you call the general who is so seriously ill?"

"I……"

Feng Lan was at a loss for words, if she knew that Feng Ling would come over suddenly, she would not call the general over, and she would still give him...

Thinking of this, she was inexplicably guilty.

At this time, Feng Ling continued to urge her: "Lan'er, eat An Guo quickly."

Feng Lan ate An Guo subconsciously, and when she almost finished eating the whole An Guo, she suddenly woke up.

Satisfied, Feng Ling asked, "Which general do you want to give? I just want to take the pulse of the general later. You go and get it, and I will go with the general."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, the general turned around and walked out the door.

Feng Ling looked at his tall back strangely, then glanced at Feng Lan again, turned around and followed out.

As soon as Feng Lan and the others left, her complexion darkened instantly, she quickly turned around and walked into the room, she wanted to spit out all the An Guo that she had just eaten.

When she found out that it was useless at all, and the magic power on her body was also weakened, she was suddenly so angry that black energy surged all over her body.

"what……"

Feng Ling followed the general, and said to him as he walked: "You are so seriously injured, you shouldn't get out of bed and run around, even if you need to get something important, you can send your most trusted person to go, Or let her send it over, you..."

Feng Ling stopped suddenly, thinking that the general was injured so badly, so it's better not to say he's well.

He asked, "If you can't go back, I'll ask someone to carry a sedan chair."

The general stopped and frowned and looked at her.

Feng Ling looked back at him, and even though he didn't speak, she knew he was objecting, so she said, "If you don't sit in the sedan chair, you won't sit in it, but you can't come out again until you are in good health."

After a few seconds, the general nodded.

The two walked forward together.

It was almost noon when Feng Ling gave the General a good pulse and came out of the General's Mansion.

She thought for a while, and was about to go back, when she suddenly saw dark clouds rolling in the western sky.

This situation indicates that heavy rain will fall over there soon.

However, Feng Ling remembered that the dark clouds over there at that time directly flooded the wheat planted by the farmers, and there was no harvest in the end.

Thinking of this, she decided to try to see if she could change the disaster.

Thinking of this, she pointed to one of the guards following her and said, "Go and ask the commander of the guards to send more people to go with me to the west city."

"Yes, my lord priest."

The commander of the guards was very fast, and he arrived with his troops within a quarter of an hour.

At the same time, a gorgeous carriage was also prepared for Feng Ling.

Feng Ling looked at the carriage, originally planned not to take it there, thought for a while, and said to the commander of the guards: "You send someone to buy oil paper, the more the better."

"yes."

When Feng Ling sat on the horse and led a group of guards, the carriage stopped not long after.

Just as Feng Ling was about to lift the curtain to see what was going on, a big hand lifted the curtain at the same time and a person sat in.

"king."

When Feng Ling thought about the fact that this person left yesterday, she immediately sullenly.

Wang glanced at her expression, opened the curtain, brought in a food box from the outside, and opened it.

The tangy aroma of pastries instantly made Feng Ling swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Wang said: "As long as you don't like that man, these are all yours."

Feng Ling: "..."

Why didn't she think that the way she and Wang would get along would be like this before.

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't answer, Wang Jun's face darkened, and he pushed the food box into her arms.

Feng Ling hugged the food box, looked at him with a serious face, and said, "I just calculated that there will be floods in the west, so I'll send people to grab the food."

Wang's expression instantly became serious.

He thought about it, opened the curtain and called the commander of the guards to order: "Immediately notify all the officials and ask their family to take some people to the west to grab grain and count it as political achievement."

"yes."

Feng Ling: "..."