Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

After the master and servant left, Zuo Fuhong threw the badge he was holding tightly in his hand to the ground.

With a "crackling" sound, the waist badge broke into two pieces, and black gas emanated from it, turning into smoke and floating in the air.

He stared at the badge for a while, then slowly stood up, his face extremely pale.

"Go, get rid of this thing, and ask Cheng Yu to come to my study."

"Yes."

There was a hint of anger in Zuo Fuhong's old voice. The servant behind him was silent, afraid that he would be used as a punching bag by accident. He hurriedly picked up the badge on the ground and hurried out.

Shortly after returning to the villa, the Gao family sent someone to inform Feng Zhanye that Prince Duan's mansion would be ready tomorrow, and by then, Lord Gao, the Marquis of Yongning, would come personally to pick up Prince Duan into the mansion.

Gu Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh. If someone is valued by the palace, they can get things done even if they are given only one or two hours. If someone is not favored, they won't even bother to look at you even if you beg them.

June is just the beginning of summer and it’s not too hot yet.

Tonight is the fifteenth night. The sky is clear and a full moon hangs in the sky. The bright moonlight shines through the bamboo forest of the prime minister's mansion and shines on the roof in groups of three or two.

Since all the items in the villa had been packed up today and would have to be counted and taken to the new palace tomorrow, Nanny Liu and the others went to bed early in order to conserve their energy.

Only Gu Qingzhi couldn't sleep, so she climbed up to the roof to admire the moon, in order to prevent the Zuo Xiang and his son from taking advantage of the last chance to find someone to cause trouble.

She picked up the wine jug beside her, took a sip, and waited until the aroma of the wine lingered between her teeth before she slowly let out a breath.

Looking back on his previous life, Feng Zhan Ye had been rising rapidly since leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, until he became the commander of the imperial guards.

After moving to the new place, all the guards and servants in the mansion were arranged by Concubine De, and the Left Prime Minister could not intervene for a while. Gu Qingzhi could also take this opportunity to think carefully about what she wanted to do.

Although Feng Zhan Ye is now very dependent on her, relying on others for revenge is not a safe thing after all.

If she were only a palace guard, she still wouldn't have any bargaining chips to bring down the left prime minister and his son.

She needed a higher status and greater power so that even if Feng Zhan Ye did not intervene, she would be able to compete with those two on her own.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of a door opening, and then someone rustled up the wall and jumped onto the roof.

You can tell who it is just by listening to the footsteps.

"Sister Azhi, why are you still awake so late?"

The young man yawned in a lazy voice and squatted beside Gu Qingzhi.

Gu Qingzhi looked at Feng Zhanye's sleepy eyes and rubbed his hair.

"I can't sleep, so I came out and sat for a while."

Feng Zhanye rubbed her palm obediently, sat next to her, and blinked dazedly.

"Go back to bed, I'll be here soon."

Gu Qingzhi wanted to coax him to go to sleep, but a fair face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Gu Qingzhi was stunned and instinctively shrank back, but the boy moved forward a few inches, leaving her with no escape.

In the moonlight, she could even clearly see the childish down on his face. His eyes were clear, like a tranquil pond.

He looked at her steadily, his nose very close to her, and he seemed to be sniffing something with every breath he took.

The distance was too close, and having such a face in front of her was really overwhelming, so she had to force him to straighten his body.

"What are you smelling?"

Gu Qingzhi pushed him back to his original position and asked him curiously.

The boy looked at the bottle of wine next to her. "What are you drinking? It smells delicious."

Gu Qingzhi was stunned and picked up the wine jug on the roof to show him.

"The sorghum wine that Wu Fang brought back."

Feng Zhanye looked at her suspiciously and said, "Sister Azhi, you came out to drink alone, is there something on your mind?"

Gu Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat, then she shook her head: "No, I was just afraid that Zuo Xiang and his son would take advantage of tonight to harm you, so I went to bed late. I drank this because I was thirsty."

The young man nodded, his eyes flickered as he looked at her, his chin propped up as he stared at the jug of wine eagerly.

"Give me a taste."

Gu Qingzhi tapped his forehead, hid the wine pot in her hand behind her back and said, "No, you are still too young. This wine is much stronger than peach blossom wine. You can't drink it."

Feng Zhanye pouted his lips and said "Oh" while mumbling, "I'm almost sixteen."

"What happened to Sixteen?"

The boy's rebellious and unwilling to accept defeat made Gu Qingzhi laugh. She pinched his soft cheeks affectionately and patted his head.

"No matter how old you are, you will always be my brother in my eyes."

After she said that, she let go of him, turned around, picked up the wine jug behind her, and took another sip.

But he never noticed the disappointment that was already hard to conceal in the eyes of the young man beside him.

Just a younger brother?

Yes, she did promise herself that.

But what to do? He wants more than that. He is straying from the right track and becoming more and more greedy.

He wanted a lot, but those things were far from being achieved by just being a brother and sister.

How would she react if she knew what I was thinking?

Maybe she can't accept it. After all, in her eyes, he is her younger brother...

He really shouldn't be like this.

The young man lowered his head and hid his suppressed expression in the shadows that the moonlight could not illuminate.

The brother and sister didn't say anything else, but just admired the moon in tacit understanding for a while.

The spicy aroma of the wine was particularly strong. Perhaps because of Yuan Jie, Gu Qingzhi particularly liked the taste of strong liquor.

She had a good alcohol tolerance and could not get drunk even with ordinary alcohol. After drinking a pot of wine, Feng Zhanye propped up his head and secretly looked at her many times, but she still acted as if nothing had happened.

"Sister Azhi."

He called her tentatively.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Confirmed, I’m not drunk.

"nothing……"

The boy's tone seemed to carry an inexplicable disappointment.

Gu Qingzhi was afraid that his old habit of being stubborn would come back again, so just as she was about to ask, he deliberately changed the subject.

"Sister Azhi, do you remember what you promised me?"

Gu Qingzhi was stunned by his sudden question. She had promised him so many things that she didn't know which one he was talking about for a while.

She simply started to play dumb: "What?"

The young man curled his lips helplessly, looked at her speechlessly and said, "You said that when everything is over, you will tell me about your past. You won't forget it, right?"

To be honest, if Feng Zhanye hadn't brought it up now, Gu Qingzhi would have completely forgotten about it.

Although I had thought about what to say at that time, it was mostly to appease Feng Zhanye, so I agreed casually. Who would have thought that he had such a good memory?

Well, she should have realized it today when he was memorizing the article.

But she couldn't say such words to the child, so she could only smile and say, "How could that be? I remember it all."

Feng Zhanye narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Now that everything is over, I want to know."