poor family young gentleman

The entire palace banquet lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. Before the banquet was over, the emperor ordered Ye Junheng again and asked him to go to the imperial study. Before leaving, Ye Junheng gave him the car keys and asked him to drive back by himself. The eunuchs waited for him to go out of the palace, and with them following him, ordinary people would have to weigh it first before approaching him, Feng Jiye didn't refuse this, and he didn't like troublesome people either.

"Jiye, I heard from Jixiao that you came back a few days ago, why don't you go back to Feng's house? Although elder brother is not here, uncle can take care of you for you."

However, in order to test him, some people know that they can't be provoked, but they still have to bite the bullet. For example, the current head of the Feng family, Feng Yishan, and his eldest son Feng Jixiao, both of them had a look on their faces. With fake smiles, people can't help but feel disgusted at the first sight, but they don't seem to notice it.

Feng Jiye, who was pushing his son away, paused, raised his head and glanced lightly, with an undisguised sarcasm on his face: "You deserve to call yourself my uncle? Feng Yishan, before I don't want to talk to you, why don't you?" Enjoy a few days of good life, when I am free, let's settle the old and new grudges together!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jiye directly pushed the child around them, but not long after he stepped out of the palace, Han Lin, the prince of Qingjiang, blocked his way again, Feng Jiye rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Who are you? What a dog! Out of the way!"

Of course he knew who he was, he just pretended not to know.

"I am Han Lin, the prince of the Marquis of Qingjiang. Feng Shaojun certainly doesn't know, but this prince knows a lot about Feng Shaojun. Why don't we find a place to talk alone?"

Not only did Han Lin not give way, but he looked at him deeply, as if he must go with him, and the people who left around him stopped in unison. Most people felt that if Han Lin didn't want to To vent your anger on Huang Guijun, you have fallen in love with Feng Jiye. After all, he is top-notch regardless of his looks, stature and talents. Even if he has been married and marked by others, he still cannot stop the wild butterflies who covet him. No matter what his purpose is, there are not many people who are willing to meddle in the affairs of the Qingjiang Hou Mansion casually.

"A big boss invites a Kun to chat alone? The tutor in the Qingjiang Houfu is really eye-opening, but it doesn't matter if you are shameless Han Shizi, but I want shame, please let me go!"

The word "fear" is not in Feng Jiye's dictionary, maybe he will choose more devious tactics to deal with them because of fear, but if they directly bully him, he will not care so much.

"What a sharp mouth!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Han Lin's eyes shot out with a dangerous light. Just when he was considering whether to take him away forcibly before speaking, Yin Huanyang's voice suddenly sounded: "Han Shizi has made a big effort to embarrass a Kun, it is indeed a mistake. Why don’t we talk about your identity with Han Shizi alone?”

The surrounding crowd automatically moved out of the way, and Yin Huanyang walked over with Fang Xiaoling and others.

"Your Majesty is very considerate. What if this son wants to chat with Feng Shaojun?"

Looking back and forth at the two people standing side by side, Han Lin continued to test in a deep voice. He was almost sure of the relationship between Yin Huanyang and Feng Jiye, but there was no real evidence yet, but even if there was, he would not be able to announce it. He would only try his best. The culling of Feng Jiye's father and son would not allow them to announce the matter of the emperor's eldest grandson no matter what. It's not like he couldn't be like in Wanjia Village. He would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go. Ye Junheng, if he moved them without evidence, Ye Junheng's mad dog might cause them a lot of trouble.

"Then I'm afraid you have to ask Xiao Lingjun in this palace first if he agrees."

Yin Huanyang's eyes sank, and he didn't intend to give in at all. Compared to Han Lin's many fears, he was relieved. The reason why he didn't take the initiative to reveal his relationship with Feng Jiye was because Feng Jiye was angry with him and was afraid He was just angrier, he didn't care, he even wanted everyone to know that Feng Jiye was his Kun, and Xiao Baozi was his legitimate eldest son.

The two refused to give in to each other, and seemed to be in a stalemate. The courtiers who hadn't left frowned and moved closer, ready to reprimand Han Lin for his arrogance. Yin Huanyang was the eldest son of the emperor no matter how unfavored he was, how could Han Lin be allowed to provoke him?

But at this moment, Feng Jiye, who was the focus of their dispute, walked straight away pushing the stroller like a normal person.

"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

Seeing this, Han Lin was furious, and grabbed him with his right hand like an eagle's claw. Feng Jiye's eyes narrowed, and he threw the baby carriage towards Yin Huanyang before he could. At the same time, he turned around to avoid Han Lin's attack, and threw it into his mouth A heart-strengthening pill, the vigorous fists took the initiative to attack him.

"bump!"

He obviously didn't expect him to be good at martial arts, Han Lin's pupils shrank, and his internal energy instantly poured into his palm, and the palm wind pushed out fiercely, Feng Jiye flew around 720 degrees, defusing the palm wind's attack, and shot straight at him like a sharp arrow Go, the two flew into mid-air, punching and kicking, and fought dozens of moves in the blink of an eye, but anyone with a little bit of martial arts could tell that Feng Jiye was slowly losing the wind. In the competition of external skills alone, he could not He will lose, but now he has added internal strength, and he has only cultivated internal strength for a few months.

"Protect him!"

After handing the child to Chang Huan and the others, Yin Huanyang flew up, put one arm around Feng Jiye's waist and pulled him into his arms, and with the other hand, he pushed out a palm towards Han Lin.

"bump!"

Han Lin had already blocked it, but he still underestimated Yin Huanyang, his tall body flew upside down tens of meters before falling to the ground with a bang.

"Husband!"

"Lin'er!"

Seeing this, the family of Qingjiang Hou who had disappeared before ran over in shock, while Yin Huanyang slowly landed with his arms around Feng Jiye's waist. There was also a little bruising on the tender lips, Yin Huanyang said worriedly: "How is it? Where's your medicine?"

"Thank you Your Highness, it's okay!"

Swinging his hand away, Feng Jiye indifferently declined his concern, turned around and walked towards his son. It was not because of his impulse to fight Han Lin, but because he wanted to test how far his martial arts had reached. See now Come on, he is far from enough.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Seeing him approaching, the originally well-behaved little bun spat out the pacifier and called out loudly, and stretched out his two little hands towards him, the pain in his heart seemed to disappear instantly, Feng Jiye smiled: "Daddy is fine, Let's go home."

"Daddy, Daddy..."

The little bun was obviously dissatisfied with his perfunctory, kicking his calf desperately begging for a hug.

"Hey, Daddy is a little uncomfortable, let's go back in the car first..."

Before he could finish his comforting words, the little bun suddenly flew into the air. Feng Jiye turned his head and saw that it was Yin Huanyang who hugged him. The little bun seemed to recognize him, and immediately wrapped his short, chubby hands around his neck. : "Ah... ah..."

The babbling sound and innocent smile seemed to be greeting him.

It really is a little traitor!

Feng Jiye couldn't help but stare at him, Xiao Baozi obviously didn't notice it, but Yin Huanyang noticed it, and was in a good mood because of it, facing his stare and leaning against Xiao Baozi's ear, saying that only the few of them could hear The voice whispered: "Good boy, I want to call my father."

"what…"

The little bun tilted his head and looked at him, as if he didn't understand, but also seemed to be struggling with what the father was and how to call it.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself, my husband has passed away for a long time."

Snatching the little bun, Feng Jiye put him back in the stroller, pushed him and turned around to leave. The smile on Yin Huanyang's face froze, and then he couldn't help laughing again. In his mind, he was already do you died?

"stop!"

The scolding sound sounded again, Feng Jiye stopped in his tracks, and the [-]-year-old Qing Jianghou, who was still tall, walked towards them aggressively. Help him protect Feng Jiye and his son.

"Qingjianghou, this is the imperial palace, not your residence, it's not your turn to be presumptuous!"

Under the leadership of Mr. Sun Ge, a group of officials stepped in. They couldn't stand Han Lin asking Feng Jiye to trouble him before, but Feng Jiye was always a kun, so they didn't want to talk too much, but now the Marquis of Qingjiang stopped. If it is the eldest prince, the nature is different. Even if he is the father of Huang Guijun, they will not back down.

"Is this Marquis presumptuous or are you presumptuous?"

With a stern look, Qing Jianghou was almost arrogant and unreasonable, and his eyes were like sharp knives. He shot Yin Huanyang directly: "The dog was just exercising martial arts with Feng Shaojun, but His Highness suddenly intervened to hurt the dog. Shouldn't I give an explanation to this Marquis?"

Just an unfavored little bastard, do you really think you are a prince?Hmph, if it wasn't for the protection of the Empress Dowager overtly and secretly, how could he have survived to this day?

"What kind of explanation does Hou Ye want? Is it reasonable for Han Lin to bully a Kun? Why don't Hou Ye go with the palace to argue with the father and see who will explain to whom?"

Yin Huanyang stood with one hand behind his back, his complexion was like dust, his dark peach blossom eyes were so deep that no one could see the murderous intent that was hidden in the darkness.

"You... well, Your Majesty, let's wait and see!"

After finishing speaking, Marquis Qingjiang's face became extremely ugly, and before he walked away, he gave Feng Jiye a hard look. Now he is still useful to the emperor, and it is indeed his son who found fault first, besides, there are still people around the emperor. There is Ye Junheng who is like a mad dog, if he really makes trouble with him, the Qingjiang Houfu will suffer, but he won't just swallow this breath, as long as there is no rain in seven days, Feng Jiye's death will come. Now he wants to see who can protect him!

"It's unreasonable. The Qingjiang Marquis's House is increasingly ignoring the laws and regulations of the monarch and ministers. I will definitely read a book from him tomorrow!"

Seeing Hou Heng of Qingjiang's prestige, the officials were all indignant, Yin Huanyang clasped his fists and said: "Thank you, my lords, for your righteous words. This hall will be the host banquet for you in another day. Today, this hall will send Feng Shaojun back first. By the way, I will discuss with him how to pray for the old man. It's raining."

"Your Highness is welcome."

Under the leadership of Elder Sun Ge and Elder Jiang Ge, all the officials clasped their fists and bowed at the same time.

"Feng Shaojun, this hall sends you off!"

Nodding his head, Yin Huanyang turned around and made a gesture of invitation. Feng Jiye glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, and walked away pushing the baby carriage. Yin Huanyang sighed helplessly in his heart, and brought Fang Xiaoling And Dong Yuan and others followed.

"He really put Feng Jiye in his heart."

Mu Jingzhou, who had gone to help earlier, did not keep up with them, but stood still and watched them go further and further away, with pain hidden in his eyes, no harm without comparison, Yin Huanyang's attitude towards him and Feng Jiye It's completely different, he is a friend, we can drink with him, sing to the moon, and even fight side by side, but Feng Jiye is the person on his heart, anytime, anywhere, he will stand in front of him without hesitation, and stand up for him. He held up a piece of sky to block all the harm, even if it would provoke the Qingjiang Hou Mansion's counterattack.

"Don't be like this Jing Zhou, if you want, you can marry him together!"

Pressing his shoulders, Chang Huan's eyes flickered. He admitted that Feng Jiye did have the ability to be attractive. They both had children, and it was impossible for Huanyang to leave him behind. But in his mind, I still think Jing Zhou is better than Feng Jiye, as long as Jing Zhou doesn't care, he can still be Huanyang's rightful lord, Feng Jiye can only be a side lord at most, and his son is just the eldest son.

People are divided into kinship and estrangement, and it is not too much for Chang Huan to think so, but he underestimated Mu Jingzhou's pride, and even underestimated the deep emotional foundation of Yin Huanyang and Feng Jiye's acquaintance in Weimo.

"You think too much!"

Turning his head to look at him, Mu Jingzhou pushed his hand away indifferently. He knew that even without Feng Jiye, he was with Huanyang, and Huanyang couldn't be the only one. When he fell in love with him, he I am ready to share my beloved with others, but there must be a premise that Huanyang's heart will not fall on any Kun except him, but the fact now is that Huanyang has fallen in love with Kun deeply. Without Feng Jiye, it would be impossible for him and Feng Jiye to coexist. Either he retreated to the boundary of friends to bless them, or get rid of Feng Jiye and his son, and cut off all future troubles!

"Jing Zhou..."

In your eyes, you can always only see Huanyang!

Looking at his back, Chang Huan quickly slid a touch of pain from his unscrupulous face, so fast that he disappeared without a trace without giving anyone a chance to notice.