C10

After Bianfeng left Jinling Mansion.

"Looks like you have to make the best use of your time." Nangong said.

"It won't be long. Why do you have to help Nangong?"

"In the past ten years that I've known, you haven't had a single woman. In the entire Duke's Mansion, only Qing Qing is a woman. Could it be that you want to marry her?" he asked.

"Qing is yours, now I don't mean that I won't have it in the future." Nangong did not bother to reply with the same words.

"What are you going to do when you get here?" Nangong asked casually.

"Do what I haven't done before." "No," he said. "Me?" he asked, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

"I just do not want the Nangong Family to be dragged down by you until they become irreparable. After all, this is my foundation." There was no trace of emotion in Nangong's voice.

"So that's how it is. He would never tell me the truth!" Di Tian thought.

"You don't have a son, so how do you know about this story?" he asked.

"Not having one now doesn't mean that there won't be one in the future!"

"Then where are you going?"

"To places I haven't been."

For the next five days, the entire palace was peaceful and quiet. Di Tian didn't go out, but his cough seemed to have gotten worse.

The waiter delivered food to Di Tian everyday, no hindrance to the rain or shine. He never asked him if he had eaten, or if it suited him, or what he was going to send tomorrow. He just brought the food in his own way. On the sixth day, he heard the servants of the manor say that the young master's health seemed to be getting worse. Therefore, the food he sent was becoming lighter and lighter. Other than that, he hadn't changed at all.

On the ninth day, when the waiter came to deliver the food, the servant told him that there was no need to come anymore. The young master's body could no longer eat anything.

The waiter was baffled. Why was he fine a few days ago? Was he done for? What about my house?

On the morning of the tenth day, the waiter thought for a long time and finally decided to visit the mansion again. Maybe the young master would suddenly recover and his house would have hope again.

As soon as the waiter walked to the entrance of the mansion, he was stunned. Because he saw that the whole palace was hung with white lanterns, and all the servants were busily going in and out. The waiter wanted to find someone to ask, but he found that everyone was busy with work. He even had several tasks stuffed into his hands.

The waiter had no choice but to leave. At night, he heard the wind say that the young master of the Prince's Mansion had coughed for a long time last night, but in the end he was unable to continue. The prince was so angry that he grabbed both the doctor and his son and locked them up in the secret room. It had already been a day, and he didn't know if the doctor and his son were still alive or not.

In the secret chamber, Hidden Wind and his son, Hidden Crown, were drinking wine and chatting happily.

"You said that the father and son pair have never communicated, but their actions were surprisingly identical. Even this time, the two of them did not have the slightest bit of anger and were able to settle this matter. What is this called? " After finding out that her friend had escaped, she became exceptionally excited.

"What is this? The father and son duo are putting on an act, and they are making us take the blame. How can you be happy about it?" Hidden Wind didn't care about his expression and speech at all.

"He's just a scapegoat, my only friend in this world. Why not?" The Crown Prince said.

"You must remember what you said today. If there comes a day when he will never be able to recover from this, you must remember what you said!" From the tone of his voice, it seemed that Mighty Heaven was his son.

"I know." The Crown Prince said.

He knew that his father would remember that year: when Zhongli wanted to let go of that assassin called the werewolf, he had asked for his help. As long as his father let him go, nothing could happen to him. However, the hidden wind from back then did not want to become the target of public criticism, thus exposing his neutral actions. Later on, due to his momentary hesitation, he almost met with disaster. If it weren't for the fact that Nangong Beidou was fast enough, he wouldn't have been able to accomplish anything. This was also the reason why Hidden Wind had never killed Nangong to avenge Zhongli.

The door to the secret room opened, and Di Tian walked in, "Uncle Shi, you should leave first."

"Let's begin!" he said to the Ghost King.

"For safety's sake, I can't know what will happen after you disguise yourself, so I'll teach you how to disguise yourself now. You can do it yourself." With that, the Spirit King began to explain. Starting from the materials, time, techniques, and so on, it was only after six hours did Di Tian start to prepare his disguise.

As the Ghost King turned to leave, he heard a sentence: Don't forget our signal.

That was when Wuwei was nine years old, and he already had quite a good inner force skill when he first came into contact with kung fu. He would find some stones to play with when he was free, and he knew that it wasn't long before he discovered that pinching the stones no longer piqued his interest. At this moment, the hidden crown, who was occasionally used as a playmate, brought out a piece of jade from the house. Since Mimi was not bad looking at it, he started to use his nails to carve words on it. In the end, the two of them busied themselves for the entire day and carved out the words "brother in this life, brother in the next". Then Qing Tianwu split the jade into two halves, but it became the afterlife, brothers and brothers in two halves.

The two of them had grown up long ago, but they still kept the two pieces of jade. Moreover, the two of them tacitly did not tell anyone about this.

After another six hours, Mighty Heaven had finally finished changing his appearance. At this time, under the lead of the butler, all the servants of the manor gathered in front of the young master's door and kowtowed three times. However, no one noticed that when someone was kowtowing, they stealthily glanced in the direction of the backyard and saw an unfamiliar figure walking out of the backyard.

This person passed through the streets of the manor and arrived at the restaurant from before. He walked into the elegant room and called the waiter. "I asked you to bring me ten days' worth of food. Why didn't you bring it yesterday?"

"You are?" There was a customer who asked me to send him food for ten days. However, on the tenth day, his servant said that he was no longer able to eat. The waiter said. " "You are?"

"Don't worry about who I am. In short, I will settle the matter of the young master of the Prince's Mansion. Follow me."

The two of them walked on the street and after a few turns, they arrived at a very wide street. The width of the street was due to the fact that the people here were either rich or wealthy. Of course, the Prince's Mansion was not on this street. Which family would dare to live with the Prince's Mansion? This was the palace! Although the people in the Palace had always kept a low profile, no one dared to mess with them. In this world, strength was always the first priority.

Although the Wang Residence was not on this street, the more the waiter looked, the more familiar he was because this was where his family lived before his fall. It's just that I've sold you a nobleman with the surname Chen.

Arriving at his door, the waiter was a little excited. The door was opened and a white-haired old man came running out, excitedly running in front of the waiter, "Young Master, you should go home! We're all back. " The old man's voice trembled slightly.

This old man was the housekeeper of the house of the waiter and received a great favor from him. However, his master was deceived, and even if he were to lose all his wealth, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. However, when he heard that the young master of the main house had become a waiter, he found someone to ask the boss to treat him better. He didn't dare to walk down that street again.

"Go!" Feng Tian Wu said.

The waiter looked at him with an indescribable feeling in his heart. At this moment, he made up his mind. He would not hesitate to help the young master climb the mountain of blades and descend the sea of flames. He didn't think that the Young Master would actually do such a thing. The waiter himself only gave a hint of hope. After all, the words of these young masters were not to be taken seriously.

He said nothing. He just ran into the mansion quickly and sighed with his family. He could not help but feel sorry for them! Let's go home!)