Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Gu Qingzhi and Wu Fang sent the rescued child back to the back hall of the villa. Putting the child on the couch, she quickly took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve and carefully fed it to him.

After a moment's wait, the child's chest began to rise and fall slowly, and he began to breathe weakly. It was obvious that the potion had taken effect.

Wu Fang squatted aside and witnessed everything, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He turned around and looked at Gu Qingzhi again, and couldn't help but feel interested.

"Brother Gu, I feel that you are extraordinary. The skills you possess, your extraordinary skills, and the medicine you got from who knows where, none of them are accessible to country folk like us."

Gu Qingzhi didn't respond to his words, nor did she even look up at him. Her attention was completely focused on carefully observing the child's condition.

She had to wake the child up before the Guang'an Marquis and his wife noticed anything unusual. Otherwise, with the eloquence of the Zuo Xiang and his son, who knows what kind of trouble they would bring to Feng Zhanye.

Wu Fang's question received no response. He became more and more curious and couldn't help but move closer and ask, "Hey! Tell me, what did you do for a living before you came here?"

Gu Qingzhi was disturbed by him and could not concentrate. She could not hear the breathing of the child on the couch. She turned her eyes to the fruit on the table next to her, trying to divert his attention.

"Aye can't finish all the fruits, so you can eat them all. Aunt Liu said that there are fillings in them, and they will go bad if left overnight."

When it came to eating, Wu Fang immediately put aside the previous questions, leaned back at the table, picked up a fruit and started tasting it.

"I don't know what's going on with the young master. He hasn't come back yet. If I don't go with him to distract him, he will just pretend to be strong and let others bully him without any reason."

No one knew what was wrong with Wu Fang today. He couldn't stop eating and instead started shaking his feet. Gu Qingzhi was almost getting anxious just from hearing this.

But there was some truth in what he said, and she couldn't help but look at the sky.

In fact, she was not very worried. She saw how hard the child worked in the past year, and she believed that he could handle everything.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Zuo Fuhong's room was depressing. Feng Zhanye felt that he would suffocate if he sat any longer.

Zuo Fuhong and Guang'an Hou Guo Maoheng went into the inner room to write memorials, while he stayed outside to confront Yuan.

He couldn't help but stand up and pace slowly, vaguely hearing the conversation of two people in the inner room.

"Is this all right? I will have someone deliver this memorial to the palace now."

Guo Maoheng's voice sounded weak and the sound of papers coming from the inner room indicated that he had completed the memorial as requested by Zuo Fuhong.

Feng Zhanye thought that the two were about to come out, but after waiting for a long time, no one showed up, and then the sound of conversation sounded again.

"Wait, Master Guo, the gift my son sent a few days ago is in this brocade box. It is now a suitable reward for your tactfulness. You must accept it today."

Although Zuo Fuhong's voice sounded old, it revealed an intimidating force that could not be disobeyed, which was very different from his amiable attitude at the banquet during the day.

Guo Maoheng's voice lacked any joy, but rather became more dejected: "Must? My Lord and Prince Duan really want me to follow my father's old path..."

"I guess your son is having a great time with Prince Duan now, otherwise he would have been crying for his parents long ago."

Zuo Fuhong did not continue the topic, but instead started chatting as if on a whim, but the threatening tone was obvious.

Guo Maoheng sighed as if accepting his fate: "That black snake head... never mind... I knew I couldn't escape it, so I should have accepted it from the beginning, and there wouldn't be so much trouble."

The two mentioned the black snake head, which was something Feng Zhanye had not expected. He was about to prick up his ears and listen carefully, but the conversation came to an abrupt end here.

Although Feng Zhanye did not understand the meaning of their conversation, he still heard some clues from Guo Maoheng's words.

Guo Maoheng obviously knew about the existence of the black snake head a long time ago, and it had some connection with the gift Zuo Chengyu gave him, but the specific connection was still unclear.

While he was thinking, footsteps were heard from the inner room. Feng Zhanye quickly sat back in his original seat, pretending that he heard nothing.

Guo Maoheng walked out of the inner room with his hands clasped, and Zuo Fuhong followed closely behind him.

Following the gaps between Guo Maoheng's fingers, Feng Zhanye could vaguely see a hint of darkness on the skin at his wrist that was different from his skin color. There was obviously something wrong with his face, but he was trying his best to suppress it.

Seeing this, Yuan hurriedly stood up. The couple looked at each other, and then Guo Maoheng turned to Feng Zhanye.

"Now, can you return my child to me?" His voice was tired, as if he had been tortured all day and had lost all his strength.

Feng Zhanye nodded: "Of course, I will go and bring your son here now."

He was about to get up and go out when Zuo Fuhong suddenly stopped him.

"Prince Duan, it's so late, don't let a child run around. I happened to send them out of the palace, and I stopped by your place on the way. I can pick up the child and go home."

Although Zuo Fuhong's words sounded caring and as if he was truly considering the child, Feng Zhanye knew what he was planning.

He pretended not to know and nodded obediently: "That's fine."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he started walking out, followed closely by Zuo Fuhong. Seeing this, Marquis Guang'an and his wife had no choice but to follow him.

The group walked around the lotus pond and arrived at the entrance of the villa. Marquis Guang'an and his wife looked at the narrow door with suspicion on their faces.

It was so simple, was this definitely not a farmer's yard? Hiding the child here, no wonder the servants and maids they sent couldn't find any trace of him.

Zuo Fuhong watched the young man open the gate skillfully, with a barely perceptible smile on his face.

The last drama of the day has quietly begun. He couldn't help but wonder what Feng Zhanye's expression would be when he couldn't hand over the person.

Not long after, Marquis Guang'an and his wife began to feel uneasy and could not help but ask.

"Could it be that Prince Duan has changed his mind? Why hasn't he come out in such a long time?"

Zuo Fuhong ordered the servant beside him: "Go and check the situation."

The servant responded and walked to the door. Just as he was about to open it, he saw the door open by itself from the inside.

When Zuo Fuhong saw Feng Zhanye appear, the smile on his face became even more unfathomable.

However, the expression on his face suddenly froze the next moment.

The young man was holding a small hand and walking behind Feng Zhanye. It was the legitimate son of Marquis Guang'an.

The child looked like he had just woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned loudly, seemingly unaware of what was happening around him.

"Dad, Mom, I'm tired from playing, let's go home."

"My child!" Yuan rushed forward and hugged him tightly in her arms. Guo Maoheng's expression eased a little when he saw that his child was safe and sound.

Although Feng Zhanye did not look directly at Zuo Fuhong, he caught a glimpse of the slightly throbbing blue veins on his forehead from the corner of his eye.

"It seems that this child is living quite comfortably with Prince Duan..."

Zuo Fuhong stared at Feng Zhanye intently, but could not find any flaws in his calm and composed demeanor, as if he knew nothing about what was happening in front of him.

"Send them out." He ordered slowly.