Hearing Hu Feng calling him father, he felt that life was enough.
In the past three years, he has not hurt him in vain, and everything he has given seems to have been rewarded.
Hu Feng is not an ordinary person, he is the prince of Chu, the prince of the god of war, his surname is Chu, not Hu, and after he retrieves his memory, he is still willing to call him Dad, still looking at him with the same eyes that he had seen before. In closeness, showing respect.
Ru'er rushed into Zhou Awu's arms and burst into tears.
Zhou Xiaofeng was also pulled aside by Zhou Gang, looking up and down, tears in his eyes.
Bai Zhi turned her head, wiped the wetness of her eyes secretly, and smiled with her small face raised: "What are you crying? Shouldn't you laugh at this time? Let's go to the Diner's House to have a drink. Happy today, not drunk or return!"
Fu Zheng nodded immediately: "Okay, drink, let's not get drunk today!" Fu Zheng's family has long gone, and now he is the only one left in the old Fu's family. Seeing their relatives reunited, he felt very sad. Uncomfortable.
Hu Feng patted him on the shoulder and nodded at him.
Fu Zheng smiled bitterly and sighed.
As the group left Tianyi Pavilion, Hu Feng deliberately walked a few steps slowly, and got close to Bai Zhi's side. He glanced over her head, as before, there was nothing.
"Where is the hairpin I gave you?" he asked.
Bai Zhi smiled and asked, "What hairpin?"
"Less garlic!"
"I didn't!"
A few simple conversations, but warm and sweet and intoxicating.
Dongfang Wan'er looked at Hu Feng and was very satisfied. She could see that Hu Feng was sincere to Bai Zhi, and she was all alone in her eyes.
It's just that Zhi'er is only thirteen years old now, and Hu Feng is already twenty-three years old. Can he wait for Zhi'er for two more years at his age
Even if he is not in a hurry, the emperor will be in a hurry.
This matter has to let Dad go to the emperor to find out his tone.
The group of people came to the diners’ house, and the guy saw that they were crowded, it was still early, and the private rooms in the building were still empty, so they arranged the largest private room for them.
It’s not when you’re eating. The biggest advantage is that you don’t have to wait for the dishes.
Bai Zhi sat between Zhao Lan and Dongfang Wan'er, Hu Feng sat beside Hu Changlin, and kept serving Hu Changlin with vegetables. Knowing that Hu Changlin didn't like spicy food, he asked the guy to cook some light-flavored dishes.
Hu Changlin was happy from ear to ear: "It's alright, I'm not hungry, just eat anything. You guys only entered Beijing today. The road must be very hard, you guys eat more."
A Wu smiled and said: "It's not hard to say that hard work is not hard. We are all used to it. The most bitter thing is that I can't eat the food that Azhi cooks. My Highness and I can't swallow anything. Look, your Highness has lost a lot of weight. Circle it."
Zhao Lan was happy and waved her hand readily: "Then, you come to Dongfang Bieyuan tomorrow, and Zhier and I will make you a delicious meal."
Hu Feng smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to put a chopsticks crystal shrimp into the Baizhi dish: "You don't need to make too much, five dishes and one soup will do."
Isn’t there a lot of five dishes and one soup? Bai Zhi glanced at him.
Wu said again: "You must make dumplings. Your Royal Highness hasn't heard how many times."
Hu Feng put another chopsticks sauce beef into the Baizhi saucer, and said quietly: "Both fried dumplings and dumplings are needed."
Ah Wu Le couldn't do it. He opened his mouth and wanted to talk again. Bai Zhi glanced over and said to Ah Wu: "The days are still long, Brother Ah Wu!"
Wu covered his mouth and smirked, waved his hand: "Okay, I won't say anything!"