C255 Mother and Child Conversation

The inside of the carriage quietened down once again. Cheng Qinglong was immersed in the joy in her heart, and could not free herself from it; while Lan Er was still carefully taking care of the blood stains on her body, her little mouth was pursed high, probably because her clothes were dirty. You have to know, she did not normally wear these clothes, it was only because she went out to shop today that she took it out, and in the end was still dirty in the end.

Leng Nuohan moved his body, gently lifted a blanket for Gongsun Zaitian who was resting with his eyes closed, and then asked softly: "Don't you need to greet General Cheng over there?"

"No need, third uncle will handle this!" Gongsun Ztian slowly said without opening his eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Hm!" However, some people are really unlucky! " Leng Nuohan was well aware of Gongsun Zaitian's temper, hence he spoke with a slightly gloating tone.

"Hmph, unlucky? This is letting him off too easily! " Gongsun Zaitian gave a light snort as he spoke indifferently. However, he could not suppress the killing intent in his words.

"Don't go overboard. It's fine as long as it's a little punishment. Besides, it might not be a bad thing for the city to be guarded by him, right?" Leng Nuohan quickly advised.

"Hm!" I'll listen to you! " Gongsun Ze Tian muttered to himself for a long while before opening his eyes. He looked at Leng Nuohan with gentleness in his eyes, and slowly replied him.

The carriage did not get too far away from Boxer Mansion. Under the drive of the carriage, they soon arrived at the Boxer Mansion encampment.

Gongsun Zaitian was helped off the carriage by Leng Nuohan and sat on the wheelchair prepared beforehand, and under the escort of a few people, he entered the Boxer Mansion.

"That Old, uh, do you mind if I call you Old?" Gongsun Ztian asked Cheng Qinglong the moment he entered the door.

"Cough cough, this, I am only seventeen years old this year. Can you call me old?" Cheng Qinglong was obviously very dissatisfied with this title, and awkwardly explained.

"Look, I'm only five years old this year. When I'm twenty, you'll be in your thirties. I can call you Old." Gongsun Zaitian patiently explained to Cheng Qinglong while counting his fingers. He was trying to trick him, but no matter how one looked at him, he couldn't figure it out.

"This ?" Then you can also call me Brother Cheng! "

"Alright, Old! I'll have the servants take you to rest first. When your parents come over, I'll arrange for you to meet them again! "

"..." Cheng Qinglong could only nod his head in tacit agreement, then followed a servant to the side room to rest. Cheng Qinglong had long buried his heart deep into his stomach. Just based on the matters regarding his family, it was a huge matter to them, but for Situ Family, it was nothing at all. He did not even need his family members to step in, but a butler holding onto a piece of paper from his family was enough to settle this matter, so there was no need for him to be worried at all.

Previously, he was a wanted criminal in the entire city, but now, he had become a guest of an influential family. While Cheng Qinglong was secretly rejoicing, he could not help but be filled with fear and hope for the future.

"You still like to tease others!" As Leng Nuohan watched Cheng Qinglong leave, he turned his head and said to Gongsun Ze Tian who was sitting on his wheelchair.

"He has no sense of humor. He needs to be nurtured!" Gongsun Ze Tian found a more comfortable sitting position and allowed the people behind him to push him into the inner room.

While walking, Gongsun Ze Tian suddenly thought of something, and said to Lan Er who was beside him: "Oh right, Lan Er, when you are fighting in the future, don't say 'old lady', and then say 'old lady', pay attention to your manners and learn everything from my mother, in case she teaches you to become a shrew!"

But just at this moment, a voice interrupted them. It was definitely not Lan Er's clear and melodious voice, it had the unique charm of a mature woman, and there was even a hint of an elder looking down on junior from above. They only heard him say: "Who did you say was taught to be a shrew?"

The first thing he had to do in order to criticize others was to investigate the scene and ensure that the person involved would not appear at this moment. Although Gongsun Zaitian was already very careful, every time he secretly criticized his mother, she would quickly arrive at the scene and catch him. This really puzzled Gongsun Zaitian.

Gongsun Ze Tian saw that the opportunity was right, he did not reply to his mother's words and turned to Leng Nuohan: "About this ?. Ah, that's right, Luo Han, I suddenly received inspiration from Lan Er today. That move of 'Courtyard Blooming' is very subtle, do you want us to research it? "

"Pei" Leng Nuohan blushed and spat.

Murong Fenghuang's face was even colder. Under his great anger, his' Pang Bei's' attitude sprinkled out like a rainbow piercing the sun, and he even spoke sinisterly: "Halt, did I let you go?"

"Ah, Mother, when did you arrive? I just got back! " Gongsun Zaitian used his trash acting skills and replied as if he had seen Murong Fenghuang for the first time.

"Hmph, your wings are getting harder and harder. Come in with me, I have something to say to you!" Murong Fenghuang said coldly, but when she turned around, a trace of crafty light flashed past her eyes.

Gongsun Ztian felt helpless and could only send the two little girls back to his room to wait for him. He then obediently let his mother's personal maidservant push the wheelchair and follow his mother to her bedroom.

Right after entering the house, Murong Fenghuang closed the doors and windows, without saying a word, he sat quietly and focused on listening to everything that was happening outside.

Seeing his mother's actions, Gongsun Zaitian understood immediately. Without saying a word, he began using his own spiritual energy to check the surroundings inside and outside the house. It didn't matter if he didn't check, but this time, it gave Gongsun Zaitian a fright. He only saw that there was a person lying on the corner of the roof. This person's stealth and breathing speed was truly amazing, if it wasn't for Gongsun Zaitian using his spiritual energy to check, he really wouldn't have discovered him.

Gongsun Zaitian immediately frowned. He did not know the background of the other party and based on the situation, it was impossible for him to be a friend. However, if it was the enemy, how did they sneak into the mansion in broad daylight?

Just as Gongsun Ze Tian was puzzled, Murong Fenghuang straightened her body and was about to speak to her son.

But before Murong Fenghuang could continue, he saw his son shake his head at him with a solemn expression, and then signal him with his eyes, indicating that there was something wrong at the corner of the roof. Murong Fenghuang was such a smart person, she did not stop her words abruptly, and continued, "We are leaving in a few days, is this Miss Leng Jia going with us to the Capital, or should we let her go with Uncle Leng?"

"We should still ask her. If it really doesn't work, we should just let the Leng Jia travel with us, right?" Gongsun Ztian replied with a smile, but his gaze never left the corner of the roof.

That's fine too, get your father to talk to Leng Jia. Oh right, which family is the brat you brought back with you today? Murong Fenghuang also looked at that corner, but his mouth was still talking casually with his son.

"Oh, him? His father was the deputy general I introduced to Third Uncle, but somehow their family was ordered by their commander to arrest him. This kid was lucky. He ran into my carriage and was saved by me, so I brought him back!" Gongsun Zaitian casually replied.

"There's actually such a thing!" Murong Fenghuang was truly a little surprised.

"Oh right, Mother, I got a crossbow today. It's especially exquisite and powerful, you see ?" Gongsun Zaitian seemed to have thought of something. As he spoke, he pulled out a crossbow and loaded it with an arrow. He aimed at a spot half a meter in front of the person and pulled the trigger.

With a 'whoosh' sound, the crossbow arrow flew out. The arrow pierced through the roof, but the body of the arrow was firmly embedded into the tiles on the roof. Not only did this move scare Murong Fenghuang, it also scared the person who was leaning on the roof and eavesdropping on him.

"Kid, how can you casually fiddle with these things in the room? If your father finds out, I'll punish you to kneel in the ancestral hall for the night!" Murong Fenghuang was surprised for a long time before she calmed her heart and listened. She did not hear anyone's injured voice, and her heart immediately calmed down, as she pretended to be angry and shouted at her son.

"But don't, your son made a mistake. Your child knows his wrongs, so mother let your child go. Who would have thought that the crossbow would be so sensitive!" At that moment, Gongsun Zaitian's acting skills weren't right in the courtyard. Right now, his acting skills were definitely on the level of a 'movie emperors', and he vividly pretended to be feeling wronged and helpless, and fully integrated the meaning of his prayers into his tone. Anyone who heard this would feel like he was a child who had accidentally made a mistake, begging the lord to forgive them, and at the same time, had a bit of playfulness within.

"Hmph, we won't do it the same way next time. I'll get someone to replace the tile on the roof. You little brat, you really know how to cause me trouble!" Murong Fenghuang replied in a very cooperative manner.

Just as Murong Fenghuang's voice fell, Gongsun Ze Tian sensed that there was a slight noise coming from the roof, and with his mental strength, he noticed that the person in the corner was slowly leaving. This person's movements were very fluid and skilled, and in a few moments he disappeared from the rooftop, disappearing without a trace, probably afraid that Murong Fenghuang would call people to repair the roof.

"He left. Who is this?" Why can't I kill him? " This was because when he had aimed at the hiding spot of the person on the rooftop, he had seen his mother shake her head at him. Although Gongsun Ztian had been puzzled at that time, he had not asked about it, but he had still been merciful and moved the shooting point back half a meter. Seeing that the person had already left, he had asked.

"If my guess is correct, this person should be someone from the Surveillance Council!" Murong Fenghuang said with a slightly positive tone.

"Why would the Surveillance Council come to our house to listen to us? It couldn't be that you and Daddy were planning to 'usurp the throne', right? " Gongsun Ztian asked with doubt. At the same time, he half-jokingly said, before sending his mother a 'everyone is well aware' gaze.

"Nonsense, if you dare to say any more nonsense, be careful of my spanking you!" Murong Fenghuang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at his son's actions, as he grabbed his son's ears and chided him.

"Alright, everyone has left. Let's get back to business!" Gongsun Ze Tian really hated the way he pulled his ears. However, right now, he could only sit on the wheelchair. It was impossible for him to dodge, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Your third uncle brought two people here today ?" Murong Fenghuang was also worried that the other party would come again, so he made a long story short, and briefly described what had happened today. At the same time, he also told his son about his and his husband's worries and guesses.