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Di Shang couldn't see that his subordinates would lose face in front of his own treasure, so he ordered: "You go down first."

Jiang Yu nodded in a daze, as if she wanted to look up again, but because her neck was stiff because of being too nervous, she raised her head a little, then hurriedly lowered it, and she exited the Nuan Pavilion without any delay.

Feng Yuhuan was calm, and still sipped tea unshakably. Everyone in Chicheng knew that Young Master Feng was fond of Canglan Baihao, and this statement was absolutely true.

"Huan'er~, look at this young master." Di Shang licked Zhang's old face and acted like a spoiled child.

Feng Yuhuan took a break from his busy schedule, and really took a look at him, then lowered his eyes again.

The corners of Di Shang's eyes twitched, and his heart was filled with anger. He stepped over and grabbed him into his arms, fastened him tightly, and smacked him loudly on the face.

"You!" Feng Yu Huanjun blushed slightly, just as he opened his mouth, he was blocked by Di Shang who had already prepared.

"Baby, this young master prepared this tea for you, and the one who made the tea for you is also one of my servants, why do you only care about drinking tea and don't even look at this young master, does this young master look ugly? "

This coquettish and shameless meal made Feng Yuhuan laugh out loud, "It's unreasonable, this tea was specially sent by my brother, how could it be yours, besides, I just saw you."

When Di Shang heard it, he ignored the previous words and yelled, "Baby, you just take one look, and that one can't even see Ben's face."

He snatched the cup from Feng Yuhuan's hand casually, causing the other party to look slightly annoyed. Di Shang was so happy that he drank the remaining tea from the cup in his hand without any hesitation.

Afterwards, he clapped his lips and said: "The taste of this Canglan Baihao is just like that. How come my baby likes it so much? I don't want to talk about it..."

He suddenly leaned into Feng Yuhuan's ear, and whispered extremely ambiguously: "This taste is not one-ten-thousandth of that of the baby."

"Nonsense again!" Feng Yuhuan's ears turned red all at once, and he mercilessly hit Di Shang's abdomen with an elbow, and when he let go, he stood up and left.

"Hey... baby!" Di Shang gritted his teeth and rubbed the place where he was beaten, quickly stood up and pulled the man back, looking at the red cloud on the face of the man in his arms, he smiled flatteringly, "Don't be angry , I have something to show you."

Feng Yuhuan looked up at him, and said coolly, "I don't want to see it."

"Don't, don't, it's a wish." Di Shang choked, and quickly took out the jade box he had prepared in advance from the storage bag, and handed it to him.

Seeing that it was handed to him, Feng Yuhuan opened the box casually, then his pupils shrank slightly, and his slender fingers brushed across the eyebrows of the jade carving in the box, and asked in a low voice, "Who made this?" Why did you see this? What, did he feel a shock in his heart?

"It's a gift from a senior. He said that we will meet each other if we are destined." Di Shang held his fingertips and kissed his lips. He would not lie to his treasure, nor would he be willing to give him hopeless hope. He could only be vague, thinking that his baby would not keep digging for a gift.

He was right in thinking, Feng Yuhuan was naturally not that kind of person, he picked up the jade carving and admired it for a while, then put it back carefully, and said solemnly: "Then I really have to thank that senior, I will give you this gift." I like it very much." He bent his beautiful eyes, looking at it, he liked such things from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Yuhuan has a noble status, and he has seen countless good things. No matter how luxurious the scene is, which one catches his eyes, in the end, his liking for this jade carving is only from He Fengpan The unknowing subtle connection between you...

Father and son are connected, this is true, Di Shang sighed in his heart, "Since the baby likes it, just keep it, and you don't need to be polite with me."

As he said that, he stuffed the things into Feng Yuhuan's arms. The latter naturally wouldn't be polite to him, so he just shook his wrist and put it into the bracelet. This storage bracelet is a new congratulatory gift from his brother. Blue The colored broken jade is wrapped with silver edges, low-key and luxurious, which perfectly matches him.

"Tsk, big brother always prepares so well for you that I don't even know what to give." Di Shang held his wrist and looked at it carefully, feeling a little distressed in his heart. There was nothing on his baby that belonged to him. Sent.

"Didn't you already give it away?" Feng Yuhuan raised his wrist and tapped the bracelet.

"It's different, I didn't carve this one." Di Shang curled his lips, this thing can only be said to be a gift at best.

"Then you carve one for me to see." Feng Yu was joyful, and with a wave of his hand, a large piece of intact jade appeared in front of Di Shang, with spiritual energy floating around the jade, it was definitely a rare and good material.

Let a person who can't even stack rabbits carve jade statues? Di Shang's face froze for a moment, and he hurriedly cried out, "Baby, you already have one, and it's unique that I want to give you, baby? Where are you going?"

"I'm tired, go to sleep for a while." Feng Yuhuan rubbed his eyes, and yawned a little sleepily, but unexpectedly, he was pulled into Di Shang's arms after walking a few steps.

"Baby, you've been sleeping all day, eat a meal before going to bed." Di Shang held him in his arms and looked at the slightly pale face of the person in his arms, "What's the matter, but what's wrong?"

"No, I'm just a little sleepy." Feng Yuhuan shook his head, seeing that Di Shang didn't want to let him go, he just nestled up in his arms, and within a moment he felt drowsy, and could only faintly hear Di Shang yelled something outside, and the rest didn't want to listen anymore.

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Inside the Warm Pavilion, Mousse had blond hair and was nestling in the chair obediently, holding Di Shang's sleeve with one hand, and staring blankly at the bed, which was as beautiful as ice in the snowy area. A man like Lian should be his daddy, but why does he feel such weak vitality in his daddy, daddy, he is not in good health...

Qiu Man pressed two fingers on Feng Yuhuan's wrist, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and Di Shang's heart twitched as he watched.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Seeing Qiuman finally took out all the silver needles, he finally couldn't help asking in a low voice, a good person, why did he become like this just after leaving the customs.

Qiu Man glanced at Di Shang, motioned him to keep quiet, and concentrated on pricking a few needles in Feng Yuhuan's chest and shoulders, and pulled it out carefully after almost half a stick of incense. A thin layer of sweat dripped from the tip of his forehead and nose.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the person on the bed, sighed softly, and signaled Di Shang and Mu Si to follow him out first.

Looking at Qiu Man's heavy face, Di Shang's heart couldn't help but feel a little cold, he frowned and asked again, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, there is something that you have to investigate." Qiu Man wiped the sweat off his face, and said solemnly to Di Shang, "I have noticed that there is a force in my junior brother that is absorbing his power. Vitality, this thing appeared not early, it seems to have just germinated, but it is very troublesome to control, if it is not for the abnormality of the younger brother this time, I will go to see it, I guess I can’t find it just by looking at the pulse.”

"Boss, there is something wrong with the people around you." He finally concluded seriously.

Di Shang clenched his hands and said nothing for a while, but the rage in his eyes stained his deep pupils with blood, okay, fine, the time is not very long, he wants to see if it is Whoever dares to do this kind of thing under his nose and hurt the person he holds dear is courting death.

"Investigate! Check it out for Ben Shao! No one is allowed to let go of this mansion!" He took a deep breath, his face was like a Shura, but his voice became unusually calm, "Joan, go to the wall bring the clothes."