No second minister

Xu Borong didn't say much, but Liu Hongzhi put on a vicious look, looked at the fire stick in his hand more persistently, and said to himself that Liu Hongzhi has never been a person who would hurt others.

"What are you doing sir?"

Liu Hongzhi waved the fire stick in his hand and pointed to the back kitchen.

"See for yourself."

Thick smoke overflowed from the curtain, and he looked out of the door again, he didn't want to judge others maliciously, but once the idea was formed in his heart, it was difficult to change it, he thought it was just to scare him, the other The purpose is to get him to leave.

When Xu Borong saw him coming back, he went upstairs without hesitation. Liu Hongzhi had nothing to say to him, and went to the back kitchen after most of the smoke cleared away, and when he went out to meet Yehe, he squatted in the corner, walked over to help him He pulls up.

"You want me to go?"

Yehe was half a head shorter than him, looking up at him biting his lip, it was a bit pitiful.

"I do not have."

What he said was very unconvincing, the more he insisted on hearing it, the more he felt it was funny.

"I will go, but you need to tell me why the crown prince wants to accept you?"

Ever since he realized Xu Borong's unfeeling side, he became more persistent and began to doubt Yehe's true identity. After all, Xu Borong never did meaningless things. If it was just because he said something that the prince exposed his identity, wouldn't it be easier to kill him?

"The prince said that I look like a person."

And the voice was extremely soft, as if he had done something guilty.

"Um?"

"That person was also adopted by the prince!"

Xu Shi was annoyed by Yue Zhi's attitude, and argued with Ye He, but Yue Zhi smiled and found Ye He's true thoughts.

"You mean more stubborn?"

Also echoed, Yue Zhi sneered.

"Do you know that I am very similar to him?"

"Have you seen him?"

Yue Zhi was a little surprised that Yu Yehe didn't know himself.

"I should call him Dad."

"No wonder the prince doesn't want to teach you anything."

Yue Zhi looked at the other party's unusually ugly face and didn't feel much joy in his heart, but he figured out something different about this sentence, and he looked at him with that aggrieved look, waiting for his next words, but the other party But never speak again.

Anyone who involved Xu Borong wanted to know about it. He wanted to let Yehe speak out out of reserve, but Yehe learned to keep silent at this time.

"Why, you don't like him as your master?"

"He taught me to use me, but what about you?"

Is it jealous?

Yuezhi didn't know whether the child's heart was right or wrong, but he was right in saying that his Yuezhi was useless here, because Xu Borong was the son of Yuezhi, so he didn't want him to take on Yuezhi's karma. Follow in the footsteps of the more persistent.

He understands this intention, but he is still in the business, even if he has changed his body and changed his name, but that promise has never changed.

The more he persists in this life, the more he has an earth-shattering ability, and he is also Xu Borong's loyal dog.

Also with red eye circles, he ran into his room as if fleeing, and sat down more persistently. After sitting quietly for a long time, he realized that his face was cold, and the drizzle came suddenly.

The sky was gloomy, but as soon as we left the street, we saw many people holding umbrellas in one hand and lanterns in the other.

Cultivating bamboo for bone, painting for surface, is to hold the ink-like sky on top of your head, but when you look up, you can always see a blooming peony.

"That umbrella is beautiful."

The voice of the heart leaked out, and when it looked up again, it was a koi.

Jiang Liuju was behind him at some point, and he was also holding a lantern in his hand, which looked like a lotus flower.

"Today is your birthday."

The face is like a lotus, the eyes are full of stars, the green clothes are like bamboo, and the hands are like green jade, the more he insists on not denying, this Jiang Liuju lives up to his Southern Capital Jiang Rongyu's name.

"Tell me what this does?"

"Just to say, I'm here for Xu Borong's appointment."

He handed the oil-paper umbrella to Yuezhi, and stepped into the drizzle.

The more persistent he said, he thanked him and returned the oiled paper umbrella.

"Whose birthday is it today?"

"The western capital, Dancheng, is herded from Han."