Miracle doctor cute baby: The black-bellied prince is not easy to mess with

Chapter 207
"When you have a name that truly belongs to you, of course you must have something that symbolizes your identity. Turn over the back and take a look," Feng Ditian replied while explaining the piece of fine black jade in Tian'er's hand.

Tian'er put Moyu in the small backpack that Qiyue sewed for him.

He opened his big watery eyes and asked, "Are you going to stay here forever?"

Feng Ditian frowned slightly, "No, I'll leave in a few days,"

Tian'er pouted, a little unhappy.

The father and son didn't know what they said, but Jin Wu's voice sounded outside the door.

"Master, the Lord of Fengcheng is here, and he will be arranged in the Yingyue Hall according to your instructions."

"Wait here, eat something first, I'll be back in a while."

After Feng Ditian opened the door, he told Jin Wu to stay here to take care of Tian'er. He only took Yuanbao and walked to the Moon Hall on the second floor.

Feng Cheng looked worried while holding the tea cup, while Feng Zuo stood behind him with an expressionless face.

When Feng Ditian walked in, he saw such a scene.

"Lord Feng City, why don't you come to congratulate me in person?"

Feng Cheng raised his head and looked at Feng Ditian with subtle eyes. After a night of repeated thinking, he felt that it was necessary to ask clearly.

"The congratulatory gift has been sent by Yizi Fengxing, congratulations again."

"Today, the city lord of the city came here with a question. Ever since he met the king of war, he has been haunting the lord of the city. When he was thinking about it, he came to ask. I wonder if the king of war can tell me."

Feng Ditian was sitting on the main seat, and no one could see clearly what was going on in his heart at this moment.

He took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and then said apologetically: "It's true that I'm a bit busy today, but if Lord Feng City has something to say, I'll tell you if I know it."

"War King knows Yue'er?"

This is the first question, Feng Ditian nodded, and said without hesitation, "Yes."

Feng Cheng clenched his fists, "That child...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Ditian rushed to answer: "The master of Fengcheng guessed right."

"You," Feng Cheng stood up suddenly, pointed at Feng Ditian, his face trembling with anger, he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lei Ting and Yun Lianbi both appeared at the door of Yingyue Hall.

The expressions of the four people were all different, and for a moment the whole Hall of Yingyue was so quiet that even a needle could be heard dropped.

Yun Lianbi's pupils only shrank for a moment, and soon returned to her natural state, and she walked in generously.

Holding a small box in his hand, he walked towards Feng Ditian with a smile.

He said softly: "Ye'er, I don't have anything valuable. This is a small object that I made with your master. Open it and see if you like it?"

Feng Ditian took the small box, opened it and looked at the items inside, and suddenly smiled. This was given to him, and he obviously wanted to lend his hand to give it to Qiyue.

He closed the lid and put it in his arms, "I like it very much."

Lei Lei walked slowly to Yun Lianbi, "That girl may not like it."

"My daughter, don't I understand? I just hope she figured it out sooner."

After Yun Lianbi finished speaking, she turned to Fengcheng.

"Master Fengcheng, long time no see."

Hearing the strange and alienated question, Feng Cheng suddenly smiled.

It was just that the smile couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes, even with a hint of sarcasm, "Is that how you talk to me?"

"What should I say, the Lord of the Windy City?"

"Why don't you go back?" Feng Cheng clenched his fists and asked Yun Lianbi holding back his anger.

He wanted this woman to go back by herself, it seemed that he was delusional, especially when he saw that she was with Lei Ting, his heart felt like a big stone was suddenly pressed, and he couldn't move it.

"I think you guys seem to have something to talk about. There are still guests ahead, so it's not appropriate for the younger generation to stay here. Why don't you let someone prepare the food and drink, so you guys can talk slowly?"

Yun Lianbi stared at Feng Cheng with a calm expression, "No need, we have nothing to talk about. The gift has been delivered, so I won't delay here."

(End of this chapter)