"Haha, second brother, don't move!"

Mr. Xu looked at Chen Wansheng, who was confused and smiled and said, "You ask me to take a good look, what's different about you?"

"I didn't wash my face?"

Chen Wansheng thought about it and seemed that he got up too early today and was in a hurry to go, so he really didn't wash his face.

When Mr. Xu heard Chen Wansheng's answer, he rolled his eyes directly.

"Second brother, you may not know yet."

"Your big niece is so old, and it's the first time you take the initiative to reach out to someone outside my house!"

As for the young prince of King Yan who was slapped by Fubao's dragon, he was voluntarily excluded by Mr. Xu. In Mr. Xu's opinion, anyone who covets his own Fubao is not a good thing.

The young prince of the King of Yan is the son of the King of Yan. The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and it is a bird of a feather.

...

"Ah snee..."

King Yan, who was far away in the Great Buddha Temple in Jiangling City, sneezed several times as soon as he finished scenting the Buddha.

Coincidentally, the young prince of Yan followed suit and sneezes several times in a row.

The father and son sneezed at the same time, which scared the imperial physician who was with him. He quickly took the pulse and repeatedly diagnosed it. Only after confirming that he was not in a bad state did the imperial physician breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who is thinking about me behind my back?"

Inexplicably, King Yan thought of Mr. Xu, who was afraid of him.

Of course, Mr. Xu’s fear is not the kind of fear that ordinary people have, but the kind of feeling that he sees through his intentions and does not want to get close to him.

"Son, you have to help me!"

"That little girl, I'm optimistic about your father!"

"If you don't want to fight for your breath, I will definitely let you know how cruel your father is!"

The King of Yan, who was holding the little prince of Yan, made a vicious face at his son.

However, the ignorant young prince not only wasn't scared to tears, but instead giggled and threw away a look of disgust.

"Little bastard, don't you dislike your father?"

King Yan bowed his head and used his stubborn to deal with his son hard.

"A day off, set off tomorrow, continue to go south!"

King Yan played with his son for a while and then issued an order.

"Get orders!"

Everyone followed suit and responded in unison.

As for Princess Yan, he has completely disappeared from everyone's sight since the young prince in Anshun County was lost. When Princess Yan explained, Princess Yan was sick.

Everyone who accompanied him was also an old man from the Yan Prince's Mansion. He had a deep understanding of this so-called "illness". However, under the rule of the Yan King, there was quite strict, so no one was chewing the rules.

...

After the faces of King Yan and Prince Yan flashed through his mind, he decisively slapped them away. He didn't want to contact the old fox of King Yan again.

However, if Mr. Xu knew that at the same time, he had a deep understanding with King Yan once, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he couldn't even eat.

Chen Wansheng, after hearing Mr. Xu's words, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then I can't wash my face casually. If it's the blessing of my eldest niece, I have to stay for a few more days!"

Having the truth means that those who speak have no intention, while those who listen have no intention.

Mr. Xu felt that he understood why his daughter did this.

From early on, his wife said that his daughter was lucky. After all, his family's good luck started when his wife got pregnant with Fubao.

So, was my daughter’s previous actions really a blessing to her second brother?

Mr. Xu was a little suspicious and couldn't figure it out.

The most important thing is that he dare not say this to others except to privately talk to his wife.
Chapter completed!