The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Feng Mian grabbed Feng Xiaowu who was closest to him, and Feng Xiaowu grabbed Chang Huaiyuan next to him, narrowly avoiding the cold arrows that were speeding in the night wind.

Feng Erli and Feng Sanlie had already drawn out their long swords and were fighting with more and more cold arrows.

The secret guards also appeared in an instant to protect the safety of several highnesses.

But there were too many cold arrows, and the enemy was in the dark while they were in the light. They were not particularly familiar with the environment in Haitang Xiaoyuan, so they were at a disadvantage for a while.

The door of Haitang Xiaoyuan opened in an instant.

Feng Xiaowu looked at it and hurriedly shouted inside.

"Uncle Ji, help!"

Countless black shadows came out of the small courtyard like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, the number of cold arrows shot from a distance in the darkness gradually decreased.

The moment Feng Mian called his brothers to retreat into the small courtyard, the cold arrows outside completely disappeared.

Chang Huaiyuan looked outside.

"What went out just now?"

Feng Xiaowu felt that it must be related to ghosts.

"Don't ask, it must be something Uncle Ji released to save our lives."

Feng Sanlie felt the same way, so he nodded wildly.

"That's right! Don't pry!"

Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

He was just curious and simply asking.

Ji Wuchen's voice came from across the hall.

"Come in, everyone, there won't be peace in the courtyard today."

Feng Mian quickly entered the hall with his brothers and saw Ji Wuchen drinking tea.

Feng Xiaowu couldn't hide his words.

"Uncle Ji, why do you say that?"

When the people of Donghuang knew that Yan Bao was the high priest of Tianshu City, they all paid homage to him. He didn't believe that anyone else in Donghuang Capital could be bold enough to assassinate Yan Bao.

Or to assassinate them?

But they were the current princes, and even the prince's brother was among them. Was the assassin so blatant?

Ji Wuchen asked the paper man to pour them tea.

"You can sit wherever you like."

Feng Xiaowu had already sat down unceremoniously next to Ji Wuchen, because next to Ji Wuchen was a small bed, and Yan Bao was lying on the small bed sleeping soundly.

Her face was flushed and her breathing was very even.

Feng Xiaowu got closer and looked again and again.

"Uncle Ji, will Yanbao wet the bed if he's like this?"

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Feng Mian knocked on Feng Xiaowu's forehead.

"What are you thinking! Do you think it's you, Yan Bao, who still wets the bed occasionally at the age of five?"

Feng Xiaowu's cheeks turned red and she glared accusing him.

"Brother, we agreed that you can't tell others that I wet the bed again!"

Feng Mian chuckled.

"Uncle Ji is Yan Bao's father, no one else."

Feng Xiaowu choked instantly.

Feng Erli, Feng Sanlie, Feng Siling and Chang Huaiyuan laughed together.

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Xiaowu comforted himself silently, it was okay, it was okay, Yan Bao didn't know because he was asleep.

Otherwise, he would be really embarrassed and disgraced.

After a while, a biting cold wind blew through, and countless black shadows came in from outside the door. The door closed instantly, and the black shadows disappeared without a trace.

Feng Xiaowu rubbed his eyes.

"Uncle Ji, that's..."

Ji Wuchen explained calmly.

"Black Bones."

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Siling patted him on the shoulder.

"Why bother asking!"

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

He is just curious.

But okay, okay, it’s black bones.

He had seen the black-boned ones.

Feng Mian looked at Yan Bao.

"Uncle Ji, will Yan Bao sleep here at night?"

Ji Wuchen nodded.

"There are ghosts in the rooms in the courtyard. Yan Bao seems to be able to detect them even when he is asleep. To prevent her from eating them, I will take her here to stay."

Feng Xiaowu stared.

"Yan Bao can still detect ghosts and eat them when he is asleep?"

So powerful?

Asleep.

Ji Wuchen smiled.

"Yes."

Feng Xiaowu cheered.

"As expected, as long as I'm with Yan Bao, I feel extremely safe! It's true that my mother-in-law asked me to hug Yan Bao's thigh tightly! Hahaha!"

The Feng Mian brothers are really ignorant.

Chang Huaiyuan blinked.

"Uncle Ji, why are there ghosts in every room?"

Ji Wuchen lowered his eyes and looked at the fragrant tea in the tea cup.

"Ji Yunqing can't sit still."

Chang Huaiyuan was confused for a moment.

"Ji Yunqing? Who is that?"

Feng Mian immediately had the answer.

"The fake high priest, the twin sister who killed Yan Bao's mother-in-law!"

Chang Huaiyuan became excited.

"Uncle Ji, Ji Yunqing wants to get rid of Yan Bao before Yan Bao meets the elders of Tianshu City. If Yan Bao is gone, she can sit back and relax, right?"

Ji Wuchen nodded slightly.

"Correct."

Feng Xiaowu gritted his teeth.

"Ji Yunqing deserves death!"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were cold.

"Yeah, she deserves to die!"

Before he went to find her, she actually arranged for a ghost to come to his door.

Ah!

Do you really think that Ji Wuchen is dead?

Feng Sanlie coughed.

"Then Uncle Ji...where will we stay tonight?"

Ji Wuchen looked very calm.

"You can live wherever you want in this courtyard."

Feng Sanlie: "Aren't there ghosts in the room?"

Ji Wuchen nodded.

"Yes! But even though there are ghosts, they are all to prevent zombies or ghosts from Ji Yunqing's side from sneak attacks. They will not hurt you, they will only protect you."

Feng Sanlie: "..."

Feng Xiaowu quickly hugged Ji Wuchen's arm.

"Uncle Ji, I'll sleep here. Is it okay if I don't go anywhere?"

Ji Wuchen did not refuse.

"Okay, but you can only sleep on the floor."

There were two beds in the hall, one was the small bed where Yan Bao slept, and the other was his, right next to Yan Bao's small bed.

Feng Xiaowu nodded without hesitation.

"It's okay, Uncle Ji, I like sleeping on the floor the most!"

Chang Huaiyuan immediately agreed.

"Uncle Ji, me too, I also like sleeping on the floor."

It's spring, the flowers are blooming, and the wooden floor is not so cold.

If the floor is thicker and covered with a thick quilt, it will be particularly warm.

Chang Huaiyuan grabbed Feng Xiaowu's sleeve.

"Xiao Wu, let's go to the room to get the quilt."

Feng Xiaowu hesitated.

"Go to...the room."

It was late at night, there were ghosts everywhere in the room, and Yan Bao wasn't around, so he was really scared.

Chang Huaiyuan pointed to the floor.

"Otherwise, how can we sleep?"

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Mian held back a smile and spoke.

"I'll get it."

Feng Erli, Feng Sanlie and Feng Siling also spoke.

"We'll go too."

Chang Huaiyuan answered immediately.

"Brothers, take me with you."

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Xiaowu thought about it and ran over.

"There's me and me, let's go, let's get it quickly. Once we've got it, we'll lay it down and go to bed. If Yanbao wakes up early tomorrow morning, we still have to play with Yanbao."

When they heard that Yan Bao would wake up early tomorrow morning, the Feng Mian brothers felt a little strange.

"go!"

The six brothers immediately went to several rooms to get quilts.

Yan Bao, who was sleeping, suddenly wrinkled his little nose.

Ji Wuchen, who was sitting by the crib drinking tea, immediately noticed the little guy's little move.

"Yanbao, are you awake?"

Yan Bao fell asleep in a daze, but he was actually very sleepy.

But when I heard my father's voice, I still vaguely expressed my gratitude.

"Dad, did you come with a lot of delicious food?"

Ji Wuchen thought that Yan Bao smelled the breath of those ghosts he released, and quickly coughed and explained.

"Yan Bao, those ghosts..."

Before Ji Wuchen finished speaking, Yan Bao's eyes widened instantly and he turned over and got up from the bed.

"Dad, there are a lot of ghosts here. Yan Bao also smelled the smell of the Guo Guo. The ghosts will definitely hurt the Guo Guo. Yan Bao went to find the Guo Guo."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Yan Bao ran so fast that Ji Wuchen didn't even have time to tell the little guy not to accidentally hurt the ghost things he released. The little guy had already disappeared.