"But your Highness, if you let him go, will he let you go?" Zhou Gang said anxiously: "He made it clear that he wanted you to die. How poisonous is this game? The emperor doesn't know?"
Chu Yan sighed, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Everyone knows the truth, and my father loves me the most. In fact, everyone is wrong. The one he loves most is Chu Feng."
His father valued his Chu Yan's talents and used him as a monarch to train him, but his most cherished son was Chu Feng.
Zhou Gang shut up, not knowing what to say to comfort His Royal Highness.
Chu Yan suddenly smiled again: "It's nothing, I've been used to it for so many years, and besides, I also have a father who loves me wholeheartedly now, better than my own father. I don't need to be envious of others, do I?"
Zhou Gang was also amused: "What I said is that Uncle Hu really treats you as a son, and we all see it in our eyes."
"Go, go back to the palace to pick up Dad, and then call Awu and Fu Zheng and them, let's go find a meal with Girl Zhi."
Speaking of this, Zhou Gang swallowed immediately and grinned happily: "Then I have to go home and pick up Xiaofeng. Since he came out of Dongfang's house, he has obviously lost a lot of weight, and he has never eaten. Just a few bites and I said that I can’t eat it. It doesn’t suit my appetite. I know that his appetite has long been raised by the white girl, and it’s useless to change him as many cooks."
The east called one, and the west met a group. When they arrived at the door of Dongfang's house, there was a large table of people.
Chu Yan said: "With so many people, we will have to help with some work then. Those who wash vegetables and cut vegetables and watch the fire need people. Don't let the subordinates interfere today. Let's all come by ourselves, okay?"
Zhou Awu immediately responded. When he was in Huangtuo Village, he didn't do these tasks less, and he was already comfortable with it.
Zhou Xiaofeng also rushed to say: "I can wash the vegetables, let me wash the vegetables."
Zhou Gang said, "What kind of dishes are you washing? In this cold weather, you will freeze your hands for a while. How can you write? You can control the fire. It is simple and warm. I will wash the dishes."
Zhou Xiaofeng's heart was warm. His father looked carefree, but he was always moved by such trivial matters.
With Chu Yan's commander, the gatekeeper saw this big gang, but he didn't dare to stop, so he let it go.
Chu Yan didn't go to Dongfang Mu when he entered the house, but went straight to the courtyard where Bai Zhi lived to find someone.
The girl told him that the young lady had gone to the kitchen, and that someone would definitely come to eat dinner today, so she had to prepare a few more dishes and went to work early.
Chu Yan became happy, turned his head to look at Zhou Gang and the others, and said with a smug expression: "Look at my daughter-in-law, how sensible."
Uncle Hub beat him angrily, "You, how come you have learned to be sloppy, go and help, so many of us are eating, why don't you get tired of her?"
Chu Yan pointed to the yard next to Bai Zhi and said, "Father, Aunt Lan lives here. You haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's go and worship for a few years."
Old Huber blushed, lowered his head and muttered something, but no one heard him clearly anyway.
Seeing that Huber was embarrassed, Wu pushed him to the courtyard where Zhao Lan lived, pushed him to the entrance of the courtyard, and said to the girl who was sweeping the floor inside: "Is Aunt Lan there?"
The girl nodded: "I'm making clothes in the back room."
Wu hurriedly said: "Thank you for this sister to report and say that there is an deceased to see you."
As soon as Ah Wu's words fell, Zhou Gang and the others immediately burst into laughter, and Uncle Hu glared at them with a blushing face. They hurriedly covered their mouths and suffocated their laughter, which was so bitter.