Peerless Junior Uncle

Gas, now, there is no need. Fu Qingcheng walked up to the leader, took off his mask, looked at the face he didn't recognize, and said, "Since you're here, let's stay for a few days." " After finishing speaking, he said with a smile: "Ziyang, treat me with delicious food and drink. "

Xu Ziyang appeared out of nowhere, took a few strong men, and tied up the people on the ground: "What about that?"

Following his gaze, he saw that Haitang was still covering his eyes, looking at the scene through his fingers: "I didn't see anything, little uncle, I was plotted against..."

Xu Ziyang looked helpless, and went to pull Haitang's hand: "Would you like Master Mu Lan to show you?"

Haitang immediately blinked his eyes: "Uh, no need, it seems to be alright...Ziyang, they plot against me!" He pointed to the man in black on the ground with a heartbroken expression: "I almost can't see it anymore is you."

The man in black who was accused on the ground closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

When the strong man dragged everyone away, Xu Ziyang was also dragged away by Haitang's nagging, leaving He Tingge and Fu Qingcheng in the courtyard again.

"Follow me back to the palace." He Tingge said without rebuttal.

Fu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why?"

"You can rest assured only when you are under your nose."

"why?"

"It's not safe here, go back to the palace."

"why?"

"..."

Seeing that Fu Qingcheng only asked this question, He Tingge was quite annoyed, so he simply hugged someone, anyway, he kissed him before, and if he kissed again, he would not be wronged if he died.

But this time, Fu Qingcheng was on guard, and covered He Tingge's face, frowning slightly: "Why?"

He Tingge rolled his eyes, what's wrong?Only this sentence?

"This is my home." Fu Qingcheng said seriously.

"Go to the palace, I'll take care of you." He Tingge said sullenly in Fu Qingcheng's hand.Fu Qingcheng took off his hand and rubbed it on He Tingge's clothes. He Tingge still held Fu Qingcheng's waist with one hand, and did not intend to let go, so he heard Fu Qingcheng think for a while: "Ziyang said that I have a lot of property now. ..." After speaking, he looked at He Tingge seriously, meaning, I don't need you to support me.

"Then you support me!" He Tingge burst out.

"Hmm..." Fu Qingcheng squeezed his chin, thinking: "Will it be difficult to raise? You are a little prince..."

"No, it's easy to raise." He Tingge's heart moved, and he looked at the serious and troubled expression of the person in front of him with interest. It's so strange. Fu Qingcheng seems to be drunk, a little silly.However, compared to the usual appearance of not eating fireworks, he is much closer.

Then in the courtyard under the moonlight, the two had a strange conversation about "Is the little prince easy to feed?"

Haitang lay in the crack of the door and watched, pinching his chin in amazement, and by the way changed his mind, changing the picture to himself and Xu Ziyang......

"What are you thinking? Laughing so creepily?" Xu Ziyang knocked on the hall with a book.

Haitang smirked: "Bookworm, come, give me a hug!"

"Be fooled by the poison!" Xu Ziyang rolled his hands behind his back and gave Haitang a blank look, then went to read a book on his own.

Haitang drooped his head in frustration: "No, really..."

"Well, sincerely, wash up and go to bed early!" Xu Ziyang looked at the book in his hand and said perfunctorily without raising his head.

This night, some people were happy and some were worried, but this was just the beginning.

Fu Qingcheng only felt that he was a little confused, and he forgot when he fell asleep. He only remembered that he had promised He Tingge something... until he woke up the next day and found that the surrounding environment was a bit unfamiliar, and he leaned against the bed Bar, I started to think back, and after a full cup of tea, I slowly remembered what happened last night, and my face gradually turned dark...

He seemed to be kissed by He Tingge, and he was promised to live in the palace......

He stroked his forehead with his hand, and after thinking about it, he suddenly gave a wry smile, hey...it seems that he was abducted in a daze.

"Who are you?" Suddenly a soft voice came from the bedside, the voice was childish.

Fu Qingcheng looked down and saw a baby boy in a brocade jacket, lying on the edge of the bed and looking up at him with his neck up, his big watery eyes were blinking, his small mouth was slightly pouting, what a cute child.

"I'm Fu Qingcheng." The corners of Fu Qingcheng's lips twitched, he reached out to hug the little boy, and sat on his lap through the quilt: "What about you?"

"My name is Yihuan." Yihuan cautiously leaned beside Fu Qingcheng, holding his clothes with her small hands: "It's a nickname."

Fu Qingcheng smiled, and poked Yihuan's fleshy cheek with his finger: "Your name is Yihuan, but what about your real name?"

Yi Huan pinched Fu Qingcheng's clothes, looked up at him and said, "Daddy didn't pick it up."

Didn't take it?Daddy?Fu Qingcheng was slightly surprised, did the emperor not want this child?

"Where's your uncle?" Fu Qingcheng thought about it, and finally asked.

Yihuan climbed up and sat next to Fu Qingcheng: "Uncle is gone." She pouted and pinched her fingers aggrievedly: "I came to look for him, but I couldn't find him."

Fu Qingcheng patted Yi Huan's head: "Uncle is not missing, he is in the yard." Then he pointed at the door with his chin: "Hey, I will come in in a while."

Yi Huan blinked and looked at the door, and sure enough, he saw He Tingge appearing at the door in a brocade suit after a while. As soon as He Tingge entered the door, he saw two people sitting on the bed, one big and one small, looking at him, blinking: "What's wrong?"

"Uncle!" Yi Huan was overjoyed, and stretched out his arms to hug He Tingge.He Tingge came to the bed and hugged Yi Huan: "Why did you come here?"

"Yi Huan hugged He Tingge's neck: "Hungry..."

"The little prince is in good spirits." Fu Qingcheng leaned against the wall behind him and said calmly.

He Tingge felt a chill down his back, and said in a sly voice: "Morning, little master~" Fu Qingcheng was not in any mood, he twirled his forehead with his slender fingers, looked at He Tingge, and then twitched his lips: "How about a discussion?"

For some reason, He Tingge shook Yi Huan's hand, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What are you discussing?"

"It's fine to live in the palace, but I want him." He pointed at Yi Huan who was playing with He Tingge's hair in He Tingge's arms: "How is it?"

Mu Lan is back

He Tingge was stunned, what did you want Yihuan to do?

Fu Qingcheng was wearing a white undershirt, leaning against the bed rail and waiting for He Tingge's answer.

He Tingge frowned: "What do you want Yihuan to do? He's just a child, little uncle, you want to grab my nephew from me?"

"Send me to be your apprentice. If you want, you can apprentice now. If you don't want to, I have no intention of robbing your nephew. Don't worry, little prince." Fu Qingcheng said lightly.

apprentice? !He Tingge looked at the meat dumpling in his arms who was playing with his hair seriously with a blank face, and then looked at Fu Qingcheng, the meaning between his eyebrows was obvious: Are you serious?

Fu Qingcheng nodded: Seriously.

After thinking about it, he nodded, "Hey, I'll see you off." Saying that, he sent Yi Huan into Fu Qingcheng's arms.

Yihuan raised her face to look at Fu Qingcheng, and then turned her head to look at her uncle, with a dazed look.

Just as the two, one, and three were looking at each other, hurried footsteps came from the yard.

"Little Martial Uncle!" Xu Ziyang walked in with a serious face, followed by Haitang who didn't know why: "Something happened!"

Fu Qingcheng's slender brows frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Those people were all dead last night!" Xu Ziyang said: "No one survived, they were all poisoned to death."

He Tingge frowned when he heard the words, seeing that Fu Qingcheng also had a grim complexion, he stretched out his arms to hug Yi Huan: "Go and have a look." After speaking, he looked at Xu Ziyang: "Is the body still there?"

"They are all there, still in the secret room." Xu Ziyang nodded, and then hesitated: "They died very strangely. Everything at the scene has been checked and there is no toxicity."

When a group of people came to the underground secret room of the Xu Mansion, their brows could not help but be tightly furrowed. The faces of the men in black lying on the ground were all purple, and their lips almost turned black.

"Has no one touched it?" Fu Qingcheng asked softly.

"No, as you told me, food and water were delivered once after being locked up here. I delivered them myself, and they were absolutely non-toxic. What's more, they didn't eat them at all." Xu Ziyang said, pointing to the neatly placed meals.

Fu Qingcheng nodded: "Don't even touch the corpse." After finishing speaking, he walked into the place of detention, squatted in front of a man in black, took out a pair of silver gloves from his arms, put them on his hands and pinched the man in black, who was already stiff cheeks, looked at the mouth.

He Tingge frowned, but Xu Ziyang explained: "It doesn't matter, my uncle is immune to all poisons."

Seeing that Fu Qingcheng's complexion became more and more ugly, he tore open the clothes on the chest of the man in black, and there was a handprint on the purple skin on the chest!

"It's him?!" Fu Qingcheng raised his head in surprise, looked around, started to walk to the iron chain at the door, pulled it up, and found that the iron chain above was fused. Sure enough, only he can do it!

"Who?" Everyone was confused. Fu Qingcheng didn't explain, but he just ordered: "Ziyang, don't let anyone approach here, and the body is burned on the spot." While touching all the places around him, he became more determined. ,it's him!

Everyone had to leave the secret room first, and He Tingge followed Fu Qingcheng with a heavy face without asking any questions. If he wanted to tell himself, he would naturally say so.Fu Qingcheng walked into the room all the way, suddenly stopped, looked up at the man in gray who was drinking tea in the room: "Mu Lan?"

Mu Lan still had a handsome face, nothing changed, but his facial features were a little more profound. When he saw Fu Qingcheng and He Tingge coming in, he stood up and said indifferently, "I've met the little prince." From the face, it was obvious that there was no sincerity.

However, He Tingge doesn't care about these things, and wants Mu Lan to be respectful