As soon as Du Wei returned to the Zhenguo Mansion, someone returned to her, and the boy she left in the mansion hid in the room since she left, not letting anyone approach, and refused to eat even dinner.

Du Wei didn't even have time to change her clothes, and when she rushed outside the door, she happened to hear Feng Siyuan's slightly immature roar from inside: "I said, I don't want to eat, you don't come in!" This was followed by the sound of porcelain breaking.

Du Wei couldn't help but sigh, with this child here, I'm afraid that all the porcelain will not be able to be saved in a few days.

When the maids at the door saw her coming, they bowed and withdrew.

Du Wei entered the house alone, only to see that the floor was messy, and even the paintings on the wall were moved.

"Siyuan?" Du Wei exclaimed softly.

The boy shrank at the end of the bed, and when he heard Du Wei's voice, he stuck out his head, and saw that it was her who pounced.

"Sister Wei'er, I thought you didn't want me anymore......"

Du Wei was hit by him and her stomach hurt, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Fortunately, Feng Siyuan was smart, and immediately noticed something strange on her face, and hurriedly helped her sit down on the chair.

Du Wei slowed down for a long time before she spoke, "What the hell are you doing, making a mess here." ”

Feng Siyuan pursed his mouth, "I'm afraid they'll arrest me back." ”

"Grab it back? Where to go? Du Wei asked casually.

Feng Siyuan's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but he finally held back.

Seeing that he didn't say anything or be reluctant, Du Wei looked down and suddenly found that his arm was cut by a porcelain shard, so he hurriedly ordered outside: "Call Mr. Cui over." ”

The maid outside replied: "Mr. Cui went out of the house, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

Du Wei was stunned, since Mr. Cui followed her, he rarely left the house without permission, and even if he wanted to leave, he would tell her in advance, or just check her pulse before leaving.

"Didn't he say where he went?" Du Wei asked.

"Mr. Cui didn't say anything, but when he went out, the slave seemed to see him carrying the medicine box with him." The maid recalled.

Du Wei frowned, didn't say anything more, but went to her study with Feng Siyuan.

She took out the ointment from the medicine box, carefully bandaged the cut on Feng Siyuan's arm, and when she rolled up his sleeve, Du Wei caught a glimpse of the bruise on his arm, and as the sleeve continued to be pulled up, Du Wei couldn't help but gasp.

Although she had heard Mr. Cui mention the injury on the child's back that night, she was still shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.

"You turn around." Du Wei ordered.

Feng Siyuan's little face was flushed, and his hands were holding the corners of his clothes.

"Let me see, I won't hurt you." Du Wei said softly, not forcing him.

Feng Siyuan was silent for a long time before finally raising his head, "Will my sister keep the secret for me?" Don't tell anyone? ”

"It's nature." Du Wei gently took him in her arms as she spoke, and lifted his clothes with one hand.

When she saw his back, Du Wei only felt a "buzz" in her head, and for some reason, at this moment she suddenly remembered the chilling scar on Feng Duhan's body.

The child was not yet ten years old, and the front and back of his heart were covered with bruises, and there were several marks that seemed to have been caused by someone pinching his fingers.

Du Wei gently stretched out her finger and pressed it on it, and asked him in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

Feng Siyuan's body trembled, and his voice remained calm: "It doesn't hurt." "It's still against my will.

Du Wei only felt that his throat was a little sour, no matter who this kid was, just looking at the injuries on his body, he knew that this was not caused by a day or two, maybe the child was constantly suffering from some kind of destruction all year round, no wonder he didn't want to go back.

Du Wei pulled Feng Siyuan to the soft couch in the east and ordered: "Take off your clothes and lie down." ”

Feng Siyuan became nervous, his delicate eyes staring at her face.

Du Wei pretended to shake a white porcelain bottle in her hand easily, "Here is the medicinal wine prepared by Mr. Cui, it is very effective." ”

Feng Siyuan then lay down suspiciously, and Du Wei poured the medicinal wine on his hand and slowly applied it to his back.

Although his shoulders trembled in pain, he didn't say a word, and the medicinal wine on his back gradually exerted his medicinal properties, and began to gradually heat up, so he relaxed comfortably and completely, and finally fell asleep.

When Du Wei was sweating, he took the blanket on the side and covered his body and then went to clean his hands.

Suddenly, a cotton towel was handed to her, and when Du Wei looked up, she saw Cang Ming standing there, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Du Wei was afraid of waking Feng Siyuan, so she went out of the study with Cang Ming.

Cang Ming saw that Du Wei was sweating a little just now, so he ordered someone to get a thicker piece of tarpaulin, and forced her to put it on her body.

Du Wei smiled: "When did even you learn from your mother-in-law and mother-in-law." ”

"As long as you're good, what's the matter with your mother-in-law." Cang Ming said bluntly.

Du Wei was stunned, the previous Cang Ming didn't smile every time he was in front of her, let alone make such jokes.

They sat down in the square pavilion in the cloister, and after a maid brought hot tea and snacks, they withdrew.

Cang Ming poured tea for her with his own hands and handed it to her, but did not forget to tell her, "It's a little hot, be careful." ”

"I'm not a child...... Du Wei said dissatisfied, but her tone was a little coquettish.

Cang Ming couldn't help but smile, and picked out two more snacks she liked and sent them to the plate in front of her.

He will always remember the meeting that day in the Nanwang Mansion.

She kept looking faint, as if she was just chatting with them, but it was her future that was explained, and she left everything to him and Freesia.

thought that he would not even have the opportunity to protect her in this life, but God has eyes, she actually survived, although she went through all the hardships, but she never lost the smile on her face.

As she herself often says, she doesn't like to cry and mourn, no matter what the situation, she tries to face it with a smile.

She was like a ray of sunshine that lit up his world.

"You received the letter I sent you in the morning?" Du Wei asked while eating a snack.

Cang nodded his head: "It's been found." ”

Du Wei was a little surprised, "Just let someone send a letter over, and please make a trip yourself." She knew that there were a lot of daily affairs in Youlan Pavilion now, and Cang Ming was often too busy to get out.

"I think it's better to come and explain this matter in person." Cang Ming put away the smile on his face, and said, "I'm afraid that you really can't take this young lady." ”

"I didn't intend to keep him for too long." Du Wei said honestly, "At first, I just thought he was lost, and he just strayed into my house because of his playfulness, but now it doesn't seem to be the case." ”

"Do you know who he is?" Cang Ming lowered his voice.

"As far as I guess, he's from the royal family." Du Wei blinked her dark eyes and looked at Cang Ming, "Could it be that he is the prince?" She didn't remember seeing such a prince in the palace.

"It's more troublesome than that." Cang Ming smiled bitterly, "He is the eldest son of King Kangle, and he entered Beijing as a proton when he was six years old, so I think he should have escaped from the palace." ”

Proton......

Du Wei's heart was slightly cold, but she didn't expect Feng Siyuan to be the prince of Kangle Wang, and now he has entered the palace and become a hostage above the sword.

"Who is King Kangle?" Du Wei couldn't imagine that there was such a number one person in the capital.

"King Kang Le is not in the capital." Cang Ming said, "He is stationed in the northern Hansha City, and he was once a famous general of Pingbei, if you talk about identity, he is still the little uncle of the current emperor." ”

The teacup in Du Wei's hand fell on the table with a "dang".

Uncle Xiaohuang's child...... Thinking far? I'll it! Such a hot potato actually let her pick it up.