Feng Wuxian silently took something out of the food box, and then stood with his hands down without saying a word. At this moment, although he had countless words to say in his heart, he could not say anything. The old man in front of him stood in front of him like a high mountain, and the powerful momentum he had never seen in his life was like this, and he began to regret his decision.

Ming Fang Zhenren was thinking about the meaning of the emperor, and hurriedly invited himself into the palace, but never mentioned the matter of the establishment of the prince on the invitation, what does it mean? Suddenly, he felt something different from the aura behind him, it was an aura with infinite vitality, which was very different from the little eunuch on weekdays. He turned around and stared at the young man who had influenced his Dao heart.

There is no doubt that this is a young prince, as evidenced by the purple qi that lingers around him. However, on that calm face, there is also the simplicity and sincerity that does not belong to his identity, Ming Fang Zhenren has a lot of dealings with the wealthy families in Beijing, but he has never seen this quality in any rich and noble children, and he was stunned for a while.

"Please eat." Feng Wuxian calmly faced the blazing eyes of Ming Fang Zhenren, and was about to continue, but he suddenly felt as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at him from behind, and in an instant he understood that there were other people watching in this house. It was an indescribable intuition, and after much deliberation, he decided to give up for the time being.

"You're not a little Fangzi." Ming Fang Zhenren said slowly, this sentence surprised Feng Wuxi. Even if he knew that this real person was summoned into the palace by his father with the art of observing people, he didn't expect that this old man would expose this matter in person. He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the spies to break down the door.

"Your Highness, rest assured, Poor Dao has already laid the secret Nine Refining Yin Yang Gang of Luoying's lineage around him, and they will not be aware of the conversation between us." Ming Fang Zhenren's words immediately made Feng Wuxian open his eyes full of doubt, he didn't understand why this immortal man wanted to protect him.

"Why are you helping me?" After only one month of palace life, Feng Wuxian became extremely vigilant, "You know that I am not a little Fangzi, why don't you call those guards in?" ”

"You are the prince, even if Poor Dao debunks your true identity, I'm afraid you can't help a real highness." Ming Fang Zhenren said lightly, "Poor Dao just wants to know, what do you want to know when you come here with all your might?" ”

Feng Wuxian smiled bitterly and shook his head, this immortal was too simple, if the guards broke in and saw him, the Seventh Prince, they would probably take someone directly without saying a word. "I heard that you came to the palace this time to help my father decide how to establish a prince, right?" He simply said straight to the point.

Ming Fang Zhenren was stunned, he didn't expect this young man to express his thoughts like this. "Then, Your Highness must be preparing to let Poor Dao speak for you on this matter, right?" Ming Fang Zhenren looked disappointed, "Forgive the poor and bluntly, His Royal Highness is already the honor of the prince and enjoys the honor of wealth and dignity, so why do you have to be obsessed with a throne?" Besides, it is the mandate of heaven that can be changed by non-human beings. Ming Fang Zhenren tactfully revealed the truth, the prince in front of him did not have the dragon qi wrapped around his body, only the shadow of the heavenly nobles was faintly visible in the bone grid, but what he really cared about was the throbbing that he felt in his Dao heart when the young man entered the door, and he only felt that strange feeling once, right?

"I know what you mean." There was a strange light in Feng Wuxi's eyes, and after so many days of thinking, he had found the only way he could go. Whether it is the third prince, the fifth prince or his younger brother of the same father and mother, the eleventh prince, it is impossible for him to overshadow them, and even the forces behind the other princes are not within the reach of him, a dispensable prince who is entangled in the sickbed, so there is only one thing he can do, to prove that he has no ambition, so that he can really fall on the big tree of his father and change his current situation.

"Since it is impossible for His Highness to inherit the throne, what is the matter with coming to the poor road?"

"I knew it would be like this." Feng Wuxian smiled self-deprecatingly, a sincere smile on his face, "Thank you, Dao Chief, for your outspokenness." Of course, I have something else to ask for. ”

Calmly facing the puzzled eyes of Ming Fang Zhenren, Feng Wuxian said slowly: "I implore the Taoist chief to say a few kind words for me in front of my father, although I am a prince, it is rare to see him a few times a year." I believe that as long as my father knows that I have no intention or ability to covet the throne, he will be very happy. ”

This obscure sounding sentence made Ming Fang Zhenren's eyes light up, this young man didn't come for the throne? Then his previous judgment was not wrong, everything reflected in his honest eyes was true, but he came here at the risk of falling out of favor, just to say this to the emperor? What was going on in his young heart?

Feng Wuxian bowed slightly, he knew that he had already succeeded halfway, and it was enough to make this Ming Fang Zhenren remember himself and those words, and the rest could only depend on the destiny of heaven. Maybe he will get all the things he has lost from this, and maybe he will continue to live in this cold palace as before.

For the rest of the day, neither of them said a word. Ming Fang Zhenren, who was in a complicated mood, didn't even look at the boy again, and used up the porridge and vegetables with the same taste as chewing wax. Feng Wuxian skillfully cleaned up all the dishes and chopsticks and silently retreated. The door was quickly closed in front of Ming Fang Zhenren's eyes, however, the shadow of the wind without a trace was always swaying in front of the old man, and suddenly, the words that the young man had said before exploded in the old man's ears like a thunderbolt.

"As long as my father knows that I have no intention or ability to covet the throne, he will be very happy." Ming Fang Zhenren smiled, although he had not lived in the palace of deceit, but he still understood that a prince who can be favored by the emperor is not necessarily the future prince, and even his status may always be dwarf, but that lucky person can get the maximum trust of the emperor during his reign, this prince who combines nobility and wisdom would rather sacrifice an unstable throne in exchange for something more important, it is really not simple. However, this prince does not have the spirit of an emperor, and if he can recognize this with self-knowledge, it proves that he has extraordinary bearing. Thinking of this, Ming Fang Zhenren suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name of the boy yet, and he would definitely meet again anyway, he said to himself silently.

The meeting was much earlier than expected, and Wind Without a Trace came once at noon and once at night, and the task was of course still to deliver food, but strangely there was no more word. Although Ming Fang Zhenren had doubts in his heart, he didn't say much, from the young man's eyes, in addition to firmness, there was also a trace of indelible sorrow.

After returning to Shangshan and returning the messenger, Feng Wuxian returned to the low room that belonged to Xiao Fangzi. He had to stay here until the night, the manpower that Fenghua Palace could use was really limited, and he didn't know who was the eyeliner arranged by his mother concubine. The previous arrangements were only known to Hongru and Chen Lingcheng, and that was still a clever little man, he didn't dare to fully trust it, three lives, if he was not careful, the lives of his three people would be completely buried in this bottomless palace. Only after dark can he exchange it with Xiao Fangzi.

Lying on that filthy bed, Feng Wuxian felt a sense of intimacy, once upon a time, he also grew up in this familiar environment. Now he has the richest hope in his dreams, but he is so lost, his father and mother don't know what to do, and there is another Lian Junru who occupies his body. His eyelids gradually became heavy, and he was so tired that he hadn't closed his eyes all night yesterday for today's adventure......

A sharp pain in his shoulder pulled him back to reality, and when he opened his eyes, Feng Wuxian saw a middle-aged eunuch with a fleshy face staring at him viciously.

"Xiao Fangzi, you are so bold, how many times have I told you, you are a miscellaneous servant who dares to occupy my place, don't you want to live anymore!" He waved his fist at the wind without a trace as if demonstrating, "If you have itchy skin, it's best to say it, your Chen Ye doesn't mind loosening your muscles and bones for you!" ”

Feng Wuxian just wanted to open his mouth to refute, but then he realized that he was now Xiao Fangzi, a lowly-class eunuch, so he had to swallow his anger and climb out of bed.

"Damn, won't you even make amends? Do you understand the rules, do you want Chen Ye to teach you? The middle-aged eunuch scolded and shouted, "Don't think that you have picked up a good messenger now, once that old Taoist priest goes out, you will have to do those miscellaneous work!" ”

Despite the dissatisfaction in his heart, Feng Wuxian didn't dare to vent it at this time, and bowed his head to compensate the middle-aged man. The eunuch surnamed Chen glared at Feng Wuxian again with dissatisfaction, and then raised his legs and went to bed. He usually rarely takes care of Xiao Fangzi, and he doesn't realize that he has changed people.

Curled up in the gloomy corner, Feng Wuxian finally realized the life of the inferior people in the palace, how much truth did Xiao Fangzi's words have, he believed it now. A small handyman can win the favor of the prince, maybe gratitude is the real reaction. Every day, he can only watch that small corner of the sky in this dark corner, and I am afraid that he has long wanted to get rid of this life. Feng Wuxian shook his head suddenly, what was wrong with him, he still had time to think about other people's affairs when he couldn't protect himself. If today's words of Ming Fang Zhenren are known by others, this prince will be considered the end. However, he had a strange feeling that Ming Fang Zhenren would not tell anyone what he said.