After half a month, the emperor finally heard the emperor's word from the palace, and the king of Xuannan Ling entered the palace to meet him the next day.
At that time, the children were taking a nap, and Liu Yusheng followed Feng Qingbai to listen to the decree.
Duan Ting is also here.
After the eunuch passed the decree, he left. The three of them sat in the hall, using the decree to guess Bei Canghuang's mind.
"Needless to say, it must be related to Croton again." Duan Ting chuckled, "You have not been out of the house during this period of time. Maybe you don't know how famous Croton is in the capital, right? Just sit down in any shop on the street and you can hear it. The people in the city discussed that the young son of Nanling had beaten the baby of which official family again, which is really incredible."
Feng Qingbai snorted, "The means of getting into trouble is really terrible."
"Then I didn't see you detained either."
Liu Yusheng smiled secretly, isn't he unrestrained
The baby goes out to make appointments with people every day. Feng Qingbai knows that Wei Zi will report the situation in detail every day when he comes back. Although the man scolds his son for being naughty, he never detains him severely in his actions. I never scolded him for being so public.
To say that the son's nature has the potential for stubbornness, then this potential can be carried forward, and Feng Qingbai's connivance is inevitable. Although he always rectified his son, he never said that his son's actions were wrong. Because the elders in the family have already taught what should be taught, and the son understands what should be understood.
"Ms. Liu, Fu Nannan, you can still laugh? You are not afraid that your son will grow up and become a domineering second-generation ancestor?" Duan Ting was amazed at the reaction of the couple.
He probably knows how Croton's fearless temperament came from.
Mother is pampering clearly, and daddy is pampering secretly, doesn't she give birth to the courage to stab the sky with a stick.
"Zhizi Moruomu, my son, I understand. No matter how much he does, he will not become a scourge." Liu Yusheng smiled.
Since childhood, the son followed the empress dowager and received strict imperial influence. He also followed his grandparents and parents as a child, and grew up in the uncontested environment of Xinghua Village.
Although he has a stubborn side in his temperament, he can't suppress the kindness and principle in his bones.
Her son has a bottom line when he does things.
"My son, Feng Qingbai, I am worried about myself. What are you anxious about? The eunuch is anxious?" Feng Qingbai's eyes were light, and he said lightly, stimulating all the thorns on Duan Ting's body. After decades of cultivation, he was stunned. It was not able to handle it.
"What is an emergency eunuch? You don't need to save so many words, you can speak more completely, what you want to say is that the emperor is not anxious for an eunuch!" Duan Ting gritted his teeth and paused every word.
The man glanced under him, "Oh."
Duan Ting took a mouthful of old blood in his mouth and could hardly squirt it out.
I oh your brother-in-law!
That look was so insulting!
He has been healed, he has been healed for eight hundred years, grass!
"Well, do you have tea? It's the one that lowers the fire?" The man's woman couldn't bear it, and asked.
"Don't drink, this king is very full, let's go!"
Duan Ting turned the wheel of a wheelchair so fast that he disappeared into the hall in a blink of an eye.
"It's embarrassing for him," Liu Yusheng sighed, "We were disturbing this time at the mansion. Duan Ting had several pimples on his face."
Feng Qingbai thought for a while, "What's the imbalance inside?"
"The regularity of work, rest, and eating rarely gets out of balance. It's not that difficult to admit that he was irritated by you."
"Okay. Come here, give King Ting a pot of fire-lowering tea."
Liu Yusheng was defeated.
She had a hunch that Duan Ting would personally drive them out before long.
"We will be able to leave the capital in two days. The boundary of Beicang is very big. Take you and the children to other places in Beicang." After the joke, the man said.
"I can leave? What about Fengyue?" Liu Yusheng was surprised.
They came to Beicang for a clear purpose, mainly to talk about Fengyue with the Beicang Association. Are you leaving now before things are done? Feng Qingbai is not a person who will give up halfway.
"It's just a waste of time to stay here. The Emperor Bei Cang didn't mean to negotiate with us. This matter can't come in a hurry. As for Fengyue's side, he used to withstand the pressure of Dongyue and Bei Cang at the same time, naturally, it would not last long. Now Dongyue has negotiated, and only Beicang is left. The pressure has been relieved a lot. It shouldn't be a problem to last a year or a half."
"Then you are going to come to Bei Canghuang again in a year and a half?"
The man curled his lips and smiled coldly, "No, it won't take a year or a half for the things here to be solved."
"Feng Qingbai, what kind of medicine do you sell in the gourd?"
After staring at her for a moment, the man chuckled close and opened his lips in anticipation of her surprise, "Good medicine."
Liu Yusheng, "..." took what he could hold and covered the handsome face of the man, got up, and left.
Mad.
After waiting out of the hall, she later realized that she had nothing else at hand just now, only the cup of tea made in front of her.
Did she hold Feng Qingbai's head with a teacup
"Shengsheng, okay if you don't get angry?" Behind him, there were footsteps and the man's extremely helpless voice.
Liu Yusheng turned his head and saw the man's wet face. The tea leaves on his hair had not had time to clean up, showing how anxious the man chased it.
He always loves to be clean, and he is embarrassed by the situation in front of him.
Liu Yusheng forbeared, the corners of his mouth twitched faintly, and finally burst into laughter.
Holding the woman's crooked body into her arms, Feng Qingbai said helplessly, "Are you out of breath?"
"I want to get angry, how can I get angry with you like this?" Liu Yusheng laughed out of tears, and pushed the man away with disgust, "You are all wet, don't hold me, you get my clothes wet. Go by yourself. Change clothes."
"..." Squinting his eyes, looking at the appearance of the woman trying to get away from him, Feng Qingbai leaned over and carried him up and walked towards the guest courtyard.
"Hey, hello! What are you doing Feng Qingbai? Many people are watching, let me down quickly!"
"Feng Qingbai! Ashamed! Quickly let me down!"
"I made a mistake or failed, what are you doing, I'll go by myself!"
Thumping and pinching on the man's back, only the man said, "Be good, or do you prefer to hold it?"
What is the difference between carrying and holding in this situation
All the way was the attention of the servants of the palace, Liu Yusheng wanted to cry without tears.
She had a brain twitch just now, who is not good enough to attract the strange flower of Qingbai
In the distance, watching the couple playing and making troubles back to the guest house, Duan Ting turned his wheelchair, went to the study, waved the servant back, closed his eyes and calmed down.
The whole study was extremely quiet, so quiet that the sound of the breeze blowing outside the window could be heard.
The golden light leaking in through the window ribs slowly drifted over time.
Oh, the door opens.
"Here? I thought you were going to night." Duan Ting opened his eyes and looked at the door, "Oh, have you changed your clothes?"
The man dazzled in purple, and walked in unhurriedly, "Are you interested in my clothes?"
A scroll slipped to his mouth, and Duan Ting swallowed it back.
He is the most decent court king in Becang in Jeon, and he is afraid of bad images.