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Feng Yangyu's heart was full of anger, but he didn't suspect Feng Qianmo's body.

Over the years, he has paid attention to Feng Qianmo's every move, if he really had a trace of doubt at the beginning, he would not have lived to this day.

But it is precisely because of this that Feng Yangyu's heart became more and more jealous.

There was such a force under his nose, but he didn't know it at all.

You can imagine how deep the other party is hiding.

Feng Yangyu ruled them out one by one in his heart, and the entire Yi Wangfu regained its calm after passing through his anger.

At this time, the cloud comes to the inn.

"How's it going?"

Still standing in front of the window, looking at the moon hanging high in the sky, Lan Yihuai's face looked more and more charming.

There were no candles in the room, and it was pitch black.

When the moonlight entered the room, he could see the surface shopkeeper of the Yunlai Inn, that is, Lan Yihuai's subordinates, standing behind him.

"Master, the matter has been done, that Ling girl is fine, it's just her child......"

Some wanted to say and stopped looking at Lan Yihuai, who was standing in front of him with his back to him, and seeing that he had not changed, the shopkeeper continued again.

"The child seemed to be frightened and was a little stunned on the spot."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper did not retreat immediately, but stood in place waiting for Lan Yihuai's orders.

The shopkeeper didn't understand why his master actually asked him to go and report to the government today.

In the past, after receiving money, I just sold the information, and I didn't care about anything else.

But today, it's really an exception.

After a long time, Lan Yihuai turned around slightly, and just when the shopkeeper thought that his master would say something, Lan Yihuai waved his hand.

Motioned for him to go down.

Although he was puzzled, the shopkeeper still didn't open his mouth, turned around and exited the room, and closed the door.

Sitting down by the window, Lan Yihuai's thoughts drifted far, far away.

……

"Daddy, in the future, when Xiao Ling'er grows up, I must build you a big high-rise building, so that you can live comfortably."

In front of the thatched house, a childish, innocent voice sounded in the courtyard that was not empty.

In the voice, it is all about the future.

And the person sitting on the stone table is particularly young, and he looks like he is only twenty-nine years old.

A little tired wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and the girl next to him climbed on the stone bench very considerately, tiptoeing to pick up the small handkerchief.

Gently wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

The look that was already particularly tired, under the girl's gentle wiping, suddenly felt that the fatigue had dissipated.

"Xianggong, are you back?"

Out of the room came a particularly dignified-looking woman, swaying her waist and walking out of the house.

With a smile on his face, he walked to the man's side.

"Good work."

The woman gently pounded the man's shoulder, also with distress.

The little girl beside her laughed, and the laughter like a silver bell spread throughout the courtyard.

The screen suddenly turned.

The sky-high flames suddenly engulfed the once warm thatched house.

In the thatched house, there are struggling figures, but in the end they fall.

……

"Ahh

Lan Yihuai, who was sitting by the window, hugged his head tightly, as if he wanted to shake everything off his mind.

His voice was full of sorrow, and the subordinates who had been guarding the door quickly pushed open the door and rushed in.

What I saw was Lan Yihuai, whose eyes turned red.

"Master!"

The sky soon cleared, and when the morning sun rose in the east, everyone began to work hard to make ends meet.

Before he got up from the bed, Feng Qianmo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly found Xiao Meng Qiqi lying beside him.

Feng Qianmo couldn't help but rub his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, Xiao Meng Qiqi was still lying beside him.

Sleep soundly.

"Monchic, Monchic......"

Gently pushing the little Meng Qiqi beside him, Feng Qianmo was more strange about how he came here.

And most importantly, how did little Monchich open the door of the secret room, and why did he not know when he opened the door of the secret room.

Feng Qianmo thought that his hearing was probably unmatched in the entire capital.

But what exactly happened last night? The boy came to his bed and knew nothing.

Little Meng Qiqi, who was sleeping, reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at Feng Qianmo beside him.

Followed by...... A snap rang out in the silent room.

Feng Qianmo covered his face and looked at the little Meng Qiqi in front of him in disbelief.

"Don't bother me."

The glutinous voice sounded in his ears, with a deep sleepiness.

Even little Meng Qiqi covered his head with a quilt, and his legs were on Feng Qianmo's body.

At this time, Feng Qianmo, in addition to being stunned, also felt a hot pain on his face.

He never knew what it would be like to be beaten by a child, and his own son.

In addition to the pain, there is no way to blame, and some are just full of helplessness.

Getting off the bed, Feng Qianmo was careful throughout the whole process, and even when he put on his boots, he tried not to make a sound.

After dressing up, Feng Qianmo opened the door lightly, looked at the dark wings and lonely smoke outside the door, and said softly, "Tell your subordinates to prepare breakfast." ”

Darkwing didn't understand why Feng Qianmo was suddenly so sneaky.

Yes, in Dark Wing's opinion, Feng Qianmo's current caution is sneaky.

Not knowing what was going on, Dark Wing said as usual, "Lord Wang, when will you ask your subordinates to prepare things for the princess and the little princess?" ”

He didn't have time to stop it at all, and he didn't even see Feng Qianmo's movement to signal him to calm down.

Before Feng Qianmo could speak, there was a sound of "da-da-da" from inside the door, and Feng Qianmo looked back.

The whole person stayed on the scene.

And the dark wing and lonely smoke outside the door couldn't help but hook their heads inside.

The things that should have been on the bed were thrown to the ground one by one by the little Meng Qiqi on the bed at this time, and even Feng Qianmo's sleeping pillow was already on the ground.

On the bed, only little Monchiqi slept on the side in obscene clothes, and his hands were tightly covered with his ears.

Dark Wing hurriedly retracted his head and motioned to Lone Smoke: I'll go and order my subordinates to go.

It's not a good place to stay for long.

Before Lone Smoke could reply, Darkwing was gone.

Feng Qianmo's face darkened, but when he turned around, he didn't see the dark wing.

The lonely smoke in front of the door had already stood in front of the door when Feng Qianmo turned around.

In desperation, Feng Qianmo had no choice but to pick up all the things on the ground and throw them directly into the arms of Lone Smoke outside the door.

"Go, let Darkwing wash these things clean."

The voice is very low, but it can be heard clearly by a person like Gu Yan, who has internal strength.

His arms were suddenly stuffed with quilts and pillows, and Lone Smoke cursed Dark Wing in his heart.

This guy slipped away really fast, and if he caught him, he must take care of the dark wing.

Lone Smoke quickly took the quilts over, just because he ran into Darkwing halfway through.

Directly threw the quilt into Dark Wing's arms, "The prince said that you want to wash all of these." ”

When he threw the thing to Darkwing, Lone Smoke had a wicked smile on his face, "Look how good the prince is to you!" ”

Before Darkwing could answer, Lone Smoke ran away.

And he has never washed the dark wing of the quilt, because of his momentary slip of the tongue, which directly created his first time.

When Lone Smoke returned to Feng Qianmo's room again, he took the spare quilt to Feng Qianmo's room.

By this time, little Monchich had woken up.

It's just that the face is very bad.

"It's early."

He said hello to Xiao Mengqiqi very respectfully, but he was met with a cold eye from Xiao Mengqiqi.

He put the quilt on the bed, glanced at Xiao Mengqiqi without a trace, and quickly left.

"Monchic, will Daddy wash your face?"

This kind of thing has really never been done before, and Feng Qianmo is a little nervous.

However, little Monchiqi raised his head arrogantly: "Only those who have no hands let others wash their faces." ”

Feng Qianmo, who was directly despised, didn't know how to answer for a while.

If it is like what little Mengqiqi said, then the people in the royal family, as well as those high-ranking officials and nobles, I am afraid that they will be useless.

The door of the secret room was opened with a "click", and Ling Han walked out of the secret room.

Seeing little Monqiqi lying on the table, with a listless look, he stepped forward quickly.

"What's wrong? Not good yet? ”

Last night, little Meng Qiqi kept shouting "Dad" in a nightmare, and in desperation, Ling Han could only carry little Meng Qiqi to Feng Qianmo's bed.

In order to prevent Feng Qianmo from thinking too much, she gave Feng Qianmo a charm.

But now it seems that little Monchic's face does not look good.

"Mother."

Softly shouted Ling Han, even a stone would soften under such a soft voice.

Not to mention Ling Han.

was about to step forward to hug little Mengqiqi, but a pair of big hands were one step ahead of her and hugged little Mengqiqi in his arms.

"What do you want to do?"

Ling Han looked at Feng Qianmo in front of her with some hostility, she hadn't forgotten that she would come to King Jing's Mansion because of Feng Qianmo.

If it weren't for his old past, she wouldn't want to come to this Jingwang Mansion at all.

Could it be that he still wants to snatch his son away?

Facing Ling Han's questioning, Feng Qianmo could only answer softly, "You wash up first." ”

Forgive me for not daring to play any tricks.

Ling Han threw Feng Qianmo a look, and then walked to the side.

"Monchic, are you better?"

Holding Xiao Mengqiqi and sitting on the chair, Feng Qianmo asked with a distressed face, but the cunning in his eyes made Xiao Mengqiqi call the old fox.

What happened last night really scared him, but after a night of precipitation, it was still much better.

However, little Meng Qiqi seemed to be able to understand the underlying meaning of Feng Qianmo's words.

Looking at Feng Qianmo in his arms with some playfulness, he raised his head: It's much better, but are you sure you want me to say it?

He looked at Feng Qianmo with a threatening expression, and made a gesture to speak out.

“……”

Feng Qianmo didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly covered Xiao Mengqiqi's mouth, his lips squirmed slightly, needless to say, needless to say.

However, what he wants to do is not stop because of this.

"You're so old, you don't need your mother to hug you often."

Leaning closer to Xiao Mengqiqi's ear, Feng Qianmo's voice was pressed into the range that the two of them could hear.

However, Xiao Mengqiqi obviously does not eat Feng Qianmo's set, "In the mother's mind, Xiao Mengqiqi will always be a child." ”

Feng Qianmo's original intention was very simple, that is, he hoped that Xiao Meng Qiqi would not be obsessed with Ling Han's arms often.

You know, it's his woman. Not even your own children.

How can you rob his daughter-in-law with him?

However, Xiao Mengqiqi is not an easy to deceive master, and he reacted quickly, no matter what Feng Qianmo said.

Little Monchiqi insisted that he was still a child.

In the end, Feng Qianmo really had no choice but to use a killer move.