When Zheng Ze and Han Fei left together, Fu Nian and Zhang Liang also said goodbye.
Before Zheng Ze left, he asked Zi Nu to take care of Yan'er and send her back when she was full. Anyway, it was right next door and Jing Salamander was still at home.
When everyone in the private room dispersed and only Zi Nu was left, she recalled what Zheng Ze had said before, and a look of thought appeared on her pretty face.
She immediately gathered her mind and looked at Yan'er, whose big and bright eyes were staring at her.
"Is there something on my face?" In front of children, this mature lady showed her unique tenderness.
Yan'er shook her head obediently, "Sister, you are so beautiful!"
Hearing this, Zi Nu couldn't help but smile on her pretty face. Children can have any bad thoughts, and their compliments are all from the heart. It's hard not to feel happy.
"You shouldn't call me sister, I'm not that young." Zinu said softly, pushing the wine glass that Zheng Ze had just placed on the edge of the table to the middle of the table.
She remembered that this little girl was called Uncle Zheng Ze. She was much older than Zheng Ze, so why was she still a generation younger than him?
"But sister looks very young!" Yan'er's little face was full of cuteness and seriousness, and no one expected that she would lie.
There was a smile in Zi Nu's charming eyes as she looked at the little girl. Nong Yu was as cute as her when she was little, but compared to Yan'er's liveliness and intelligence, Nong Yu was more well-behaved and sensible.
She suddenly thought of the woman Zheng Ze asked her to treat. Her eyes moved slightly. She couldn't know anything from Zheng Ze's mouth. Maybe she could know it from this little girl?
Zuan Nuan walked to Yan'er and put down the small case. Seeing that most of the cooked food she had asked to buy from outside had been destroyed, Zi Nu asked: "Are these enough? If not, I will ask others to buy some more."
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Yan'er looked at Zi Nu's pure and lustful face, and secretly compared it with her mother. They were both beautiful, but they had two different styles. She didn't know which one Uncle Ze liked more.
If Aunt Yan Lingji is used as an example, the mother should be closer... right?
I was thinking this in my heart, but on the surface, I looked obedient and nodded, "That's enough, I even kept a portion!"
As she spoke, she frankly took out the food box she had put aside and showed Zi Nu the food in it, which she had left for her mother before starting.
The little guy's unreserved display made the smile on Zi Nu's lips brighter. People can't help but let down their guard against children, let alone such a cute little girl.
Waves of light flowed in her purple eyes, and she asked casually: "Is this for your mother?"
"Well, Uncle Ze asked me to take it." Yan'er nodded and replied.
"Who is he? He seems to be very nice to you." Zi Nu asked casually.
Judging from Zheng Ze's attitude towards Yan'er, if this little girl is really his daughter, Zi Nu will not doubt it.
It's just that at that age of the other party, it's really unlikely that a woman with such strong martial arts skills would be willing to give birth to an heir for an eleven or twelve-year-old man.
Unless, this man’s status is extremely high!
Yan'er was innocent and harmless, but seemed not to understand what Zi Nu meant. She nodded and said, "Uncle Ze is Uncle Ze, the best Uncle Ze in the world!"
At the same time, she thought in her heart that she didn’t even know this, Uncle Ze didn’t lie to herself, she was indeed an ordinary Aunt Ziyi!
Listening to Yan'er's sincere expression, Zi Nu smiled helplessly, "Is your mother's injury feeling better?"
She maintains a high level of concern for the masters who live next door to her home.
Yan'er nodded, "It's much better."
As she spoke, she looked at Zi Nu's beautiful, flawless face with sparkling eyes, and asked quietly: "Sister, do you like Uncle Ze?"
"Huh?" Zi Nu's mature and charming face was stunned.
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Zheng Ze did not reject Han Fei and followed the distinguished Ninth Young Master to a special place.
He can still feel the faint connection between himself and the eternal night, and now the strength of the sixth level of inner breath gives him some confidence to face some things.
He felt that if Yan Lingji dared to provoke him, he could let her know whether he was an older sister or younger sister!
When he got off the carriage, he was stunned for a moment by the sight in front of him. It was a desolate area, with broken walls, scattered stone pillars and collapsed walls everywhere.
In this ruins, the shadow of its former glory can be vaguely seen. Zheng Ze frowned, thinking about Han Fei's intention of bringing him here.
He turned his head and looked at Han Fei, who was also staring ahead, "Didn't the Ninth Young Master want to talk about the Prince's Mansion?"
Han Fei looked at the collapsed palace in front of him and exhaled softly, with a look of melancholy on his handsome face. "The prince is trapped. I know it's not Mr. Zheng's intention. I brought him here because I want to reminisce about the past."
"Reminiscing about old times?" Zheng Ze raised his chin slightly and looked at the scene in front of him. The feeling of desolation and loneliness came to mind unconsciously.
"Come here to reminisce about the past, Ninth Young Master is really in high spirits!" Walking around randomly among the ruins, Zheng Ze could feel the exquisite craftsmanship of this world's craftsmen from these crumbling buildings.
Thinking that people from the Mohist family were able to create those mechanisms and even build a city of mechanisms, everything seemed less abrupt.
Looking at Zheng Ze's walking figure, Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "If I guessed correctly, does Mr. Zheng have an older brother?"
Hearing Han Fei's clear voice, Zheng Ze paused and turned around with a faint smile on his face, "What do you want to say, Master Ninth?"
Seeing this, Han Fei was probably able to make up his mind, "I have a friend, his name is Zheng Guo, do you know him?"
To Han Fei's surprise, Zheng Ze shook his head very naturally and said softly: "I don't know him."
It was embarrassing to say that he didn't know the name of his original brother.
Among the remaining memories, he only remembered that the original person called him brother, and the people around him called him Dalang. There was never any impression of his real name.
Hearing this name from Han Fei's mouth, Zheng Ze felt that there was a high probability that it was the truth, but... he didn't care.
Even when he heard Han Fei mention it at this moment, his mood did not fluctuate much.
He had gotten clues from the mouths of Mo Ya, Han Yu and Madam Mingzhu, and he had already made some guesses about the "brother".
Therefore, he was not too surprised.
Han Fei looked at Zheng Ze's face with burning eyes. If he hadn't been familiar with it at first sight, he wouldn't have taken a laissez-faire attitude towards Honglian's abduction.
"However, I have a very cordial feeling about my husband, like an old friend."
There's been a lot going on recently and I'm a bit stressed...
