"Dad, have you forgotten that Jiuer was going to sneak away to the capital of Xianchao Kingdom with Brother Yan Qing.

It is impossible for Jiuer not to run around, and it is impossible for her to tell Daddy before doing anything."

Song Jinming choked.

"Well, Daddy did forget about it.

Daddy gets worried when he thinks about you, Jiuer, going to the capital of the Immortal Dynasty alone with the Ninth Prince.

The capital city is no different from a den of wolves and dragons. If the evildoers don't know any sorcerers of face-changing magic, there's no need to worry too much.

They can change faces! Once a person's face is changed, a good person becomes a bad person. Who can tell the difference? "

"Jiu'er can tell the difference!"

Song Jiujiu straightened her back and patted her chest, full of confidence.

Song Jinming sighed silently and complained in his heart, he was more worried because Jiuer could identify him.

If a child were to carry gold through a busy street and people around him discovered it, he would be in great danger.

He felt that even if he sent the entire dark guard battalion to secretly protect Jiuer, it would not be enough.

Of course, the safest way is to prevent Jiuer from running to the capital of the Xian Dynasty.

But he also knew that the little guy would definitely not be happy about it.

Song Jinming frowned, "Jiu'er, you must be careful, okay? Don't be stubborn. After all, His Highness the Ninth Prince grew up in the capital of the Immortal Dynasty, so he is more familiar with it.

If you have any suspicions about someone or have made any discoveries, you can tell him.

Also, you must keep the small porcelain bottle that your sister Gu gave you. If you encounter danger that you cannot escape, just open the small porcelain bottle and throw it over......"

The old father began to nag again with sorrow.

Song Jiujiu listened carefully for a while, then she covered her mouth with her little hands as she couldn't help yawning again.

Song Jinming realized belatedly that he had been talking for a bit too long.

"Jiu'er, if you're tired, go back and rest. Daddy will talk to you tomorrow."

Song Jiujiu quickly waved her hands, "Jiu'er has remembered everything. Daddy doesn't need to say more tomorrow. Daddy will get tired if he says too much. Okay, Jiu'er is going back to sleep. See you tomorrow, Daddy and Mommy."

The little guy spoke quickly in a baby voice, then jumped from his father's arms to the ground and ran out happily.

The little tiger cub, who was also very sleepy, yawned and saw his little master leaving. As if to say hello, he cleverly howled at Song Jinming and Ye Peizhu twice, then went out to chase his little master, wagging his tail.

Song Jinming sighed, feeling very emotional, "Peizhu, Jiuer has grown up so fast."

"Yes, Jiuer has grown up and has her own ideas. As parents, we should not interfere too much and let Jiuer grow up happily and freely."

Ye Peizhu's voice is still gentle.

Song Jinming sniffed and held his wife's hand tightly.

On the other side, Song Jiujiu went back and quickly washed up and went to bed.

She fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Song Jiujiu woke up from her sleep.

This familiar feeling let her know that she was about to start dreaming again.

I just don’t know if it’s a precognitive dream or a dream that allows me to see the past.

The scene gradually appeared in front of Song Jiujiu's eyes.

It was the young emperor sitting in the imperial study!

Song Chengzhang was concentrating on reviewing memorials.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the cabinet in the imperial study. With a click, the cabinet moved away by itself, revealing a secret door on the wall.

Then the secret door opened, and a man who looked exactly like Song Chengzhang walked out.

Seeing this, Song Jiujiu widened her eyes.

It's a fake!

When Song Chengzhang saw his younger brother coming out of the secret passage without permission, he frowned in displeasure.

"Why did you come out suddenly? What if there are other people here?"

The younger brother's eyes darkened, "I checked ahead of time, and I came out only because there was no one else."

"That won't work either. You have to be careful about everything. So what are you doing here?"

The brother pursed his lips, "I just wanted to come and see you."

Song Chengzhang put down the memorial in his hand and said, "I'm fine, just live your life well."

Hearing this, my brother curled the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"How can I live my life if I don't even deserve a name?"

Song Chengzhang frowned, "As for the name, my father has passed away now, so why don't you choose one yourself?"

The younger brother showed a sneer on his face, "I want to name it myself? Okay, then I want to be called Song Chengzhang.

Anyway, I can't show my true face to anyone, so I'm going to call myself this, so my brother won't disallow me, right?"

Song Chengzhang frowned even more tightly. He wanted to refuse, but then he thought that things were just as his brother said and his brother could not show his true face to others.

Then even if my younger brother uses this name, others will not associate them with each other.

"You can use a first name, but you should change your last name to avoid any complications."

The younger brother knew what he meant. Song was the royal surname, and he was not recognized by the royal family. If he said his surname was Song in public, it would definitely cause trouble.

But so what, he insisted on doing it!

The royal family of Fufeng Kingdom does not recognize him, and Fufeng Kingdom is not his, so why does he care so much?

If the royal family of Fufeng Kingdom declined or even perished just because the world discovered that they had a pair of twins who looked exactly the same, then it can only be said that it was God's will!

Song Jiujiu looked at the screen, but the impostor's psychological activities rang in her ears, and a chill ran through her body.

The scene changes, and Song Chengzhang opens a small teahouse in the capital city, and lives a decent life.

He claimed his surname was Song and his given name was Chengzhang, and sometimes he would even pretend to accidentally wipe off the disguise on his face, revealing some of his true appearance.

Teahouses are gathering places for all kinds of people and all kinds of gossip.

Among them were also some people who had seen the emperor's appearance.

In addition, Song Chengzhang would sometimes tell storytellers stories about the royal family having a pair of twins, as if he were making up a story.

These so-called stories were then told by storytellers and soon spread throughout the capital.

It was obviously just a "story" at the beginning, but it was spread by word of mouth among the people and became a legend.

The story became real.

Everyone was talking about this matter with full confidence, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

The rumors in the capital naturally reached the ears of Song Chengzhang in the palace.

He was furious when he heard about this, and he knew that Song Chengzhang was definitely behind it.

He refuted the rumor vigorously and secretly ordered the secret guards to bring "Song Chengzhang" back.

Song Chengzhang used family rules to punish 'Song Chengzhang', personally whipping him thirty times with a whip, and sternly warned him not to think of any evil ideas that might affect the foundation of the royal family!

'Song Chengzhang' felt terrible pain all over his body, but the hatred he felt towards Song Chengzhang and Fufeng State far outweighed the pain in his body.

Seeing this, the scene in front of Song Jiujiu changed again.

'Song Chengzhang' was rescued from the dark room.

When Song Chengzhang woke up, he found himself in a strange place.

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