The General's Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 891

It was not that Ning Meng Yao wanted to suspect Wei Luo but she had no choice but to think that way . After all, she felt that Feng Xiao was the kind of person that was very difficult to control . How could Wei Luo guarantee what he would do?

She had no way to guarantee her own affairs, let alone other people's affairs .

Although the idea she initially suggested was a little dangerous, it was more persuasive . After all, it was the truth that Song Li had poisoned her .

Wei Luo frowned as she looked at Ning Meng Yao . She did not expect this problem to arise . She glanced at Ning Meng Yao and sighed, then she said helplessly, "So what do you want to do?"

"Tian Chang, I think we should still follow my plan, shouldn't we?" Ning Meng Yao looked at Qiao Tian Chang seriously . Her eyes showed no pleading nor compromise, instead, they showed determination .

Because it was very important to her .

Qiao Tian Chang wanted to refute Ning Meng Yao, but when he saw her perseverance, he could not say anything and he even thought of agreeing with her .

Qiao Tian Chang's eyebrows furrowed tightly as the expression on his face became very unsightly .

"Tian Chang…" Ning Meng Yao also knew that her request was too much . She would also not agree if Qiao Tian Chang had made such a request .

Qiao Tian Chang's eyes flickered slightly, then he said, "Ask someone to disguise as you . "

Ning Meng Yao was stunned . "Tian Chang, what do you mean?"

"It's like what you're thinking . If you disagree, then I would rather we take a detour . " He still could not allow Ning Meng Yao to take the risk, this was his only condition if they really had to follow her idea .

"But…"

"Little Yao'er, I think it's better that you follow Tian Chang's suggestion . If I were Tian Chang, I would not even have this negotiation at all . I would only allow us to take a detour . " When Ning Meng Yao was about to speak, Yu Feng interrupted and persuaded her with what he would do .

"Yes, Yao'er . You were so angry when Tian Chang was injured and now you're just replacing him with you . If anything happened to you, Tian Chang may not forgive himself . So Yao'er, don't be capricious . " Situ Xuan spoke right after Yu Feng .

Ning Meng Yao anxiously scratched her head as she looked at them . She wanted to say something but she just nodded helplessly in the end .

"Err… okay, fine . "

Everyone had already agreed to it . It would not change since only Ning Meng Yao was against it, instead, it would only hurt those who cared about her .

Seeing that Ning Meng Yao had agreed, Qiao Tian Chang was greatly relieved . As long as she was not the one going to sacrifice herself, he was relieved .

Wei Luo felt envious looking at the way they all got along .

What was the point of her having this ability but losing such warm feelings?

"Meng Yao, sometimes I really envy you . No . Sometimes I'm really jealous of you . " Wei Luo murmured while smiling bitterly at Ning Meng Yao .

Ning Meng Yao looked at Wei Luo strangely, "Why do you say that?"

"Nothing, I just think you are really enviable . You have such a good husband, a great group of friends, and very cute children…" Wei Luo smiled bitterly at Ning Meng Yao .

Ning Meng Yao pursed her lips tightly and looked at Wei Luo . "You also have Feng'er . "

"Feng'er?" Wei Luo smiled bitterly again and shook her head . "Meng Yao, I will not see him again anymore . You guys; Please don't tell him these things . I hope you can help me take good care of him . "

"Why?" Ning Meng Yao was a little puzzled and a little angry . "Did she dislike Feng'er so much?"

"How could I dislike Feng'er? It's just that I have my responsibilities and my mission . " Wei Luo murmured softly while looking at the people in front of her .

Yu Feng took a glance at Wei Luo, and suddenly said, "According to history, if a prophet is slightly more powerful, their life expectancy would not exceed forty years old . "

Wei Luo nodded . "You're right, but you're also wrong . It's not forty years old, but not more than thirty-five years old, and I'm already thirty-four years old this year . " Wei Luo's voice was so soft that some people could not hear her clearly .

"What?" Ning Meng Yao was shocked . She stared at Wei Luo with disbelief, how could things turn out like this?