Taoist

In the Prince Wuping's mansion at this time.

Old Wu Ping Wang was so irritated when he suddenly learned about Huangfusong some time ago that he was already bedridden.

Now almost all matters in the palace are handled by Prince Wuping's son, Huangfusong's father.

On this day, a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of Wuping Palace.

A maid raised the car curtain embroidered with gold and silver, and said respectfully: "Concubine Shizi, we have arrived."

First, a well-maintained wrist stretched out, the ten fingers were like spring onions, and the fingertips were dyed with red Kodan.

When people were wondering what the owner of these jade hands looked like,

A woman wearing an ocher red eight-panel skirt and a peacock hairpin with a phoenix tail came out from inside.

The woman has a gorgeous face and creamy skin. She looks only in her 20s, but she is extremely imposing.

A guard at the door was surprised when he saw her, and then hurriedly bowed: "Welcome to the princess!"

Quickly let people go in and communicate.

But she was stopped by the woman, and Chu Shishi smiled and said: "I am the concubine of Prince Wuping, this is Prince Wuping's mansion, and I am not an outsider. How can anyone go back to his own home and need to pass it on?"

The guard wiped the sweat from nervousness on his head, "It's my subordinate who didn't think carefully, and I hope the princess will forgive me!"

Chu Shishi ignored the guard and went straight in with her maid.

At this time, Huangfu Rui, the son of Prince Wuping, was being called over by the old King Wuping.

Huangfu Rui held a medicine bowl and waited for his father to take the medicine, "Don't worry about it anymore, take care of your illness, and if there is any news about Song'er, I will definitely tell you back."

Old Wu Ping Wang was a little dissatisfied with Huangfu Rui's attitude, he patted the bed under him angrily, "Song'er is your eldest son! I can't believe he just died like this! He must still be there, but something happened If you can’t contact us, you must find Song’er, do you know?”

After talking so much at once, the old King Wuping coughed violently. Huangfu Rui didn't dare to argue with his father at this time, so he quickly patted the old King Wuping on the back, and said in relief: "Father, don't worry! No matter what, my son is still my own son! I will definitely take it to heart."

A female voice interrupted abruptly, "That's not necessarily true!"

Then I saw a woman walking in, but it was Chu Shishi.

"Concubine Shizi, you can't go in!" The guard outside the door who failed to stop Chu Shishi jumped anxiously, and quickly followed in to plead guilty.

As soon as he entered, he knelt on the ground, "This subordinate is incompetent and failed to stop Shi Zifei..."

Huangfu Rui suddenly saw Master Chu, and immediately stood up, "Why are you here?!"

Master Chu pushed back nonchalantly, "I'm going back to my own home, is there any problem?"

"You!" Huangfu Rui frowned fiercely, with an angry look on his face.

On the contrary, the old King Wuping reacted calmly. He first reprimanded Huangfu Rui, "Okay! The princess is right! She is the mistress of Prince Wuping's mansion, why can't she come back?!"

Huangfu Rui was dissatisfied and said: "Father!"

The old King Wuping glared at him, Huangfu Rui had no choice but to shut his mouth resentfully.

The old King Wuping looked at his "daughter-in-law", neither liking nor hating her, just nodded at her, "Shishi, right? Come back when you come back."

Chu Shishi respected the old King Wuping, first saluted him, and then turned to Huangfurui.

"I'm coming back this time to check one thing carefully."

Huangfu Rui's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by Chu Shishi, but his expression remained calm, "Is there anything you want to investigate in the palace?"

Chu Shishi sneered, "Of course it's my son blocking your son's way!"

Huangfu Rui's pupils shrank suddenly, "What is your son and my son?! Chu Shishi! What exactly do you want to do?!"

He raised his voice, "Does it mean that every time you return to the palace, you have to make a mess of everything before you give up!"

Chu Shishi didn't care about Huangfu Rui who was in a panic, but looked directly at the old King Wuping.

What he said made Huangfu Rui's heart sink suddenly.

Chu Shishi said: "Father, I have already found Song'er's whereabouts."

......

"So? Are you going to go back?" Yun Mo took a sip of soup and looked at Huangfusong curiously.

This matter has to start from just now.

A silver-gray bird landed on Huangfu Song's shoulder, chirped for a while, and then flew away.

Then Huangfusong put on an expression of "I have something on my mind".

Tell them that his mother has found him.

The silver-gray bird just now was a secret technique unique to his mother's clan.

Huangfu Song was a little distressed.

He thought a lot these days, about himself, his father, the palace, and the sect.

He has never contacted the sect or his family. Apart from what he said he was afraid of scaring the snake, he had never done a fake show, and he really thought that Huangfu Song was dead.

He also thought many times whether he would be found by them.

It's just that Huangfusong never thought that the first one to find him would be this mother whom he hadn't seen a few times.

She made it very clear that she should return to the palace as soon as possible.

To be honest, Huangfusong was a little surprised that she could still remember having a son like herself.

But no matter how many years he didn't ask, Huangfusong was a little unhappy that he suddenly intervened in his affairs this time.

What does mother want to do?What do you mean by telling him to go back?

If he goes back, what can he do?

As a son, do you want to accuse your father of killing the son?

Without evidence, who would believe it?

So what if you believe it?

Moreover, he has no intention of competing for the Wuping Prince's Mansion, he just wants to continue on the road of practice.

Huangfusong propped his head up to think about his ide life, while Yun Mo had already finished eating.

Ling Yuan glanced at Yun Mo, "Mouth."

"Huh? Oh!" A little embarrassed, he wiped off the soup on the corner of his mouth, and Yun Mo secretly looked at the water mirror again, making sure that there was nothing wrong, then turned around again, and looked at Ling Yuan,

"Is this all right?"

But Ling Yuan stared at his clothes.

Yun Mo became nervous again, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yuan frowned slightly, and asked with some doubts: "Why do you use sleeves?"

Um? !Yun Mo's eyes widened, did he just use the sleeves?How can he not remember? !

Is it a subconscious reaction?

Are my clothes dirty?

Does brother Lingyuan despise me?

What should I say?

What reason is better?

"I made a decision!"

Just when Yun Mo was a little embarrassed, Huangfu Song yelled, breaking the slightly stagnant atmosphere just now.

Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly asked, "What have you decided?"