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No one dared to answer what he said on his own, but absolutely no one dared to pretend that he didn't hear it.

Almost at the moment when Emperor Chong's words fell, Jing Ren's figure suddenly appeared in the hall, or he was there all the time. He clasped his fists and bowed to Emperor Chong and replied, "Go back to Dijun, Young Master Di turned nineteen not long ago." , showed up at the Martial Spirit Meeting a month ago, and now I am taking the chief disciple of Taoist Bai, the young master of Chicheng Feng Mansion, and an attendant to go to the place requested by the emperor to practice, a month ago..."

Di Chong didn't call to stop, so he kept on speaking in an unhurried, orderly and clear manner, one by one, he actually gave a general overview of what Di Shang knew and encountered after he left the snowy area. As subordinates, they dare not go beyond, so Jing Ren is very clear about what they should know and what they should not check.

Emperor Chong frowned imperceptibly when he heard Feng Yuhuan, the young master of the Feng Mansion, raised his hand to block Jing Ren's words, and still said slowly: "Just now you said, my son and the Feng family The young master is very close?"

In fact, the word intimacy is a superficial word, just listening to Jing Ren's statement that he avoids the important and ignores the important, he can guess that Di Shang's love for the young master of the Feng family is definitely a son-daughter affection, which cannot be described as being close.

"Back to Dijun, Young Master Di is indeed closer to Young Master Feng." When Jing Ren said these things, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he was decisive. He thought for a while and gave an example, "Some time ago, Young Master Di ordered the workshop The people in the village made two sets of bowls and chopsticks with the cold jade that they paid tribute to.”

He didn't finish the sentence, but anyone with a clear ear could hear it, one of the two sets of bowls and chopsticks must be for that Young Master Feng.

Di Chong tapped the table lightly with his fingers, as if he was thinking seriously, but he didn't spend much time, and he quickly continued to order: "From now on, all the people who are arranged around my son should withdraw."

From the beginning to the end of the sentence, there was no mention of his attitude towards Feng Yuhuan, but this behavior of ordering the withdrawal of spies should be ignored and let it develop. Only Di Chong himself knows the details.

Jingren didn't ask any more questions, he just replied "yes" respectfully, and then quietly backed away.

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After eating breakfast, Di Shang and Feng Yuhuan walked around again, until they received the news from Su Yue that the little prince had woken up, so they walked back slowly.

Here, Yue Mofan is used to being in a different place every time he wakes up. After seeing Di Shang and the others, he didn't ask any more questions. There."

"Don't think too much, we didn't want to take you with us, but who told you to wear something that interests my Huan'er?" Di Shang gave him a sideways glance, unceremoniously breaking someone's good self-knowledge.

Yue Mofan heard the words and went to see Feng Yuhuan, he was puzzled and said, "Is there something in me that the young master needs? What is it?"

"I don't know." Feng Yuhuan shook his head, then explained solemnly, "But being close to you will make me feel very comfortable."

As soon as he heard that his baby liked to approach this strange boy, and said it was very comfortable, Di Shang was in a bad mood, and his eyes that were squinting at the boy turned into stares, and said coldly: "So, you It's better to explain, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat."

When he got angry, he uttered the mantra of interrogating spies in his previous life, which successfully attracted Qiu Man's attention. They should just ask a question, why did the boss act like he was interrogating a prisoner?Is it still going to be punished...

Yue Mofan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "Is there anything you like about me? This time I was attacked outside, so it's good to be alive. I don't have anything else on my body except the Huang Zong Token that you know."

"You just said you were attacked? Who would attack Xuanxu Lu's prince so blatantly?" Qiu Man was amazed. No one would be so stupid as to become an enemy of the entire Xuanxu Land.

These words seemed ironic to Yue Mofan, he gently pulled the corner of the quilt, and mocked: "The world dare not do anything to the noble prince, but to a remnant of the previous dynasty, everyone can bully Yes, they want me dead."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked. They thought they had saved a prince, but they unexpectedly brought out such a shocking secret, which was also a great trouble.

"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? If it was the prince of the previous dynasty, he would have been in his 20s so far, and the youngest should be eighteen." The age of nine years old, I think it can be fourteen at most. "Di Shang chuckled lightly, his eyes flashed brightly, in the original body's memory, Xuanxu Lu changed masters 19 years ago, although many memories are blurred, but this time is certain.

"It's hard for the young master to still remember the time when Xuanxu Lu changed his master." Yue Mofan exhaled softly, his tone could not be described as praise or embarrassment, he opened his palm and looked at it, with a somewhat cryptic expression,

"Xuanxu changed owners when I was six years old, now 19 years have passed, and I'm already 25..."

With a "click", Qiu Man's hand trembled, the cup was not held firmly, the lid of the teacup fell on the table, and it rolled several times before slowly stopping.

He picked up the things resentfully, and smiled awkwardly, "Look, I can't tell, so you..." No wonder when we first met, he emphasized that age does not matter.

"It's just a congenital deficiency, nothing to be surprised about." Yue Mofan didn't care about Qiu Man's attitude. For him, since the country was destroyed at the age of six, the disdain and bullying he encountered were much more than these.

"I just woke up and heard from Brother Qiu that I was found in a tree?"

"That's right." Di Shang drank his tea calmly from the beginning to the end, holding his baby's hand to wipe the oil with great joy, "This is exactly the doubt in my heart, I almost thought it was the secret method of your royal family."

Yue Mofan shook his head when he heard this, "If I know such a miraculous secret technique, how could I end up in such a mess."

When he was talking, Di Shang had just finished drinking the tea in his hand, Su Yue saw it and hurriedly picked up the teapot to refill it, but was stopped,

"That is to say, you don't have anything of value on you." Di Shang stood up and patted the non-existent creases on the hem of his clothes, and then helped Feng Yuhuan up, and patted him too. It seemed that he had no intention of staying any longer.

Seeing his movements, Yue Mofan couldn't help but choked, "Uh...well."

"Okay, we're tired too, so let's go first." Di Shang waved his hand, and when he finished speaking, he had already closed the door, so he could only leave so simply.

The other three: "..."

When he walked all the way to his room, Di Shang pulled Feng Yuhuan's body to examine it carefully, his eyebrows were locked together, and he asked in a slightly serious tone: "Huan'er, tell me the truth, is there something wrong? Comfortable?"

Feng Yuhuan was initially taken aback by his expression, but was even more dazed when he heard this, and said blankly: "No." Does he look uncomfortable?

With a look of disbelief on Di Shang's face, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then asked, "Then why haven't you talked much since just now?... Is there something on your mind?"

"It's nothing."

Feng Yuhuan pushed Di Shang's hand away, and looked up at him again, those blue glazed eyes turned back and forth twice before asking: "Do you think that prince looks a bit like a person?"

Di Shang followed his eyes and turned twice, his mind was completely blank. It was really embarrassing for him who is blind to think who looks alike, after all, for someone, this world is just a Feng Yuhuan It is worth keeping in mind.

So, pretending to be thinking, Di Shang asked after a while, "With whom?"

Feng Yuhuan naturally knew that the other party couldn't think of a reason for this, so he didn't make things difficult, just leaned in slightly, and said a title softly,

"Young Master."