Soon, the Wu family arranged Feng Qingwu and the others in a wing in the backyard. Each wing was well-furnished, and each person had a room. It could be seen that they had been carefully prepared.
Although there were some changes along the way, such as the change of the bride from Xia Tao to Feng Qingwu, everything else went smoothly.
After successfully entering Wu's house, in order not to attract attention, they each returned to the wing and communicated through special messengers.
[The following is the communication channel]
Jiang Zicheng: Senior sister!
Jiang Zicheng: Senior-Master-Sister--
Xia Tao: What’s your name, Jiang Zicheng!
Feng Qingwu: What on earth is going on, Jiang Zicheng?
Jiang Zicheng: Senior sister, according to our plan, shouldn't it be Xia Tao who is getting married? How can you go into battle in person? Who is Wu Mingcheng, and he is worthy of senior sister?
Feng Qingwu: ...This is just for show.
Jiang Zicheng: It’s not good for acting. Although I can understand that Wu Mingcheng chose the senior sister at a glance between Xia Tao and the senior sister, but how can he be worthy of it? !
Feng Qingwu:......
Xia Tao: Jiang Zicheng, what the hell do you mean!
Xia Tao: Oh, Wu Mingcheng is a mortal after all. Even if it is just in the name of a fake marriage, then he cannot reach as high as me, a foundation-building monk. He can choose his senior sister——
Xia Tao: I would say he has really good taste and is a good match.
[Xia Tao exits the messenger channel]
Chen Shi: Jiang Zicheng, don’t go too far. Even if you admire the senior sister, that’s not the reason why you have so many Xia Tao!
[Chen Shi exits the messenger channel]
Jiang Zicheng: It’s so funny, I’m not wrong.
Feng Qingwu: ...Okay.
In the side room at this time, Feng Qingwu felt the two souls of Xia Tao and Chen Shi leaving in the communication talisman, and couldn't help but sigh.
She rubbed the cub in her arms.
"Oh, my little Bai is the best, he doesn't lose his temper."
Mu Jiuke rolled his eyes at her and lay in Feng Qingwu's arms, resting his paws on her legs and yawning lazily.
At this time, Jiang Zicheng was no longer in Bibi Lai Lai, and Feng Qingwu also took advantage of the situation and said: "It doesn't matter. It's a good thing that Wu Mingcheng chose me. Your and my roles are more important."
"The Wu family must have evil intentions, whether it's against the strongest person competing in a martial arts competition to recruit a bride, or the woman who was pushed to get married."
"If it goes as expected, the Wu family will deal with our two sides separately. You take Xia Tao and Chen Shi together and find a way to find out the Wu family's purpose. I will try my best to find their secrets."
Hearing this, Jiang Zicheng on the other end said: "I understand, Senior Sister, but you must be careful. I think..."
"I know."
Feng Qingwu paused: "The situation here in the Wu family is not right. Although Shicheng's overall strength is not good, the Wu family is not necessarily strong."
Jiang Zicheng also said: "Yes, after entering the Wu family, I have always had a vague feeling of uneasiness in my heart, but neither Xia Tao nor Chen Shi felt this way. They are not targets."
"So, be careful, we'll find out tomorrow."
After saying that, Feng Qingwu put down the communication talisman in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness, and her slender fingertips slowly touched the fluffy fur of the cub in her arms.
Dragon inner elixir, spiritual root sword bone.
When this incident is over, she will get them all!
…
The next morning.
As footsteps approached the wing, Feng Qingwu's ears twitched slightly while she was lying on the bed. Before the knock on the door came, she opened her eyes first.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the servant outside speak.
"Miss Wu, are you up?"
"get up."
"Breakfast has been prepared for you and placed at the door for you. If you have packed it up, Miss Wu, the old man will invite you to the living room to get together. It is about a competition to recruit a bride."
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu nodded: "Okay, I understand."
After that, Feng Qingwu heard the footsteps going away again. After confirming that the footsteps had not returned, she stood up, opened the door of the wing, and saw the dinner plate at the door.
At Feng Qingwu's feet, the pitch-black cub quickly walked around and leaned in front of the dinner plate to take a sniff.
"Xiao Bai, you...are you a dog?"
"..."
Mu Jiuke rolled his eyes at her in his heart, then stretched out his paws, pointed at the dinner plate, and then crossed his two paws on his chest to make a big "X".
Seeing this, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but chuckle, squatted down and rubbed the cub's little head: "Don't worry, I know."
The Wu family has evil intentions and dare not use many things.
only--
Thinking of this, Feng Qingwu subconsciously looked at the dinner plate. As if she could vaguely feel something in it, she pulled it with chopsticks, but suddenly found something strange and reflective in the food.
What's this?
Feng Qingwu was stunned and reached out to take it out.
It was an obviously broken, scale-like transparent crystal. It was small and hard to notice, but the strange thing was——
If these were fish scales, it would be impossible for the Wu family not to clean them up. If they were dragon scales, how could they be such a transparent color?
"The Wu family is getting weirder and weirder..."
Feng Qingwu put it back and made a disguise so that no one could see the flaw. Then she pretended to have finished her meal and went to the living room.
When Feng Qingwu came to the living room, Jiang Zicheng and the others had been sitting here drinking tea for a while. When they saw Feng Qingwu walking in, they all said hello with smiles on their faces.
Especially Wu Mingcheng, who was not far away, had a crazy smile on his face.
Mr. Wu was still leaning on crutches and said with a smile: "Miss Wu is here, we are just discussing your marriage."
"Yes, Miss Wu."
Wu Mingcheng quickly explained: "We asked Brother Chen today, and he agreed to recommend you, Miss Wu, as a candidate for marriage."
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu looked towards Jiang Zicheng.
His face was stiff, and he seemed to be trying hard to keep a smile, but he could still see a clear "fuck".
She couldn't help but chuckle, and then said: "Really? That's great, Master Wu. But after all, this is a major event for the Wu family. It's better to postpone the wedding and make preparations."
"It's natural."
Wu Mingcheng paused: "During this period, Miss Wu will stay in the Wu family and just cultivate our relationship."
Even if this matter is settled like this.
But just as they were about to leave the living room, a servant suddenly ran in in a hurry——
"Old man, something bad is going to happen!"
