The Dishonest Son and The Ghost Doctor Mother

Chapter 531

"It's me." Ah Feng calmed down and tried to ignore his tearful appearance. He coughed and turned to close the window.

Nannan's eyes widened. Xiuwang's house is heavily guarded. Even if his father and Shen Ying are not here, Mo Xianpeng can't let a Feng break in, and he'd better break into his house directly.

Is Feng's martial arts higher than grandfather Lu? No, grandfather Lu is the head of the Mongolian nationality.

"You How did you get in? " He had to ask carefully, so that he could be on guard next time. Nannan felt his tears, collected the confession book, went to a Feng's side and looked at him.

A Feng glanced at the confession book on the table, and the corner of his mouth twitched a little. Then he said without expression, "I naturally have my way in."

His Channel?

Nannan widened his eyes, that is to say, he didn't break in in the normal way.

Nannan began to touch his chin. So, what's the secret way to repair the palace? Or did someone let him in on purpose?

"Well, my son, I came to you by the order of the patriarch." A Feng's deep voice interrupts his thinking. The patriarch is right. Although Nannan is small, he thinks deeply about things. It seems that this time he comes in, the next time is not so easy.

Nannan blinked, suddenly stepped back and said seriously, "uncle a Feng, go back and tell grandfather Lu that I can't learn martial arts with him. My mother is still angry with me. She is so sad. I love my mother most in my life, so I won't make her sad. You go back and tell grandfather Lu that I won't go in two days. Well, it's useless even if he threatens to die. "

A Feng's forehead glides down three black lines. When did the patriarch threaten with death?

"The patriarch knows." If he continues to talk nonsense, he will try his best to make a long story short, so as not to be found by the people who repair the palace later.

"My subordinates are here today to tell Xiao Shizi that there is something wrong inside the Mongols. The clan leader will go back tomorrow to deal with it, so I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Xiao Shizi in a short time. However, the clan leader asked his subordinates to leave a keepsake for him. If he had something to do in the future, he could take the keepsake directly to the Mongolian nationality. This keepsake might be of great use to him. "

, as like as two peas, a silver sign from the arms, which carved a flower on the board, exactly the same as the birthmark on south south, and the silver seal on the back, and a seal.

Nannan looked back and forth for several times. After a while, he took it to his mouth and bit it.

A Feng's pupil shrinks and he wants to stop it. Nannan has loosened his teeth and starts to look at the silver medal upside down.

"Uncle a Feng, it's really made of silver. Is it valuable?"

A Feng's forehead finally emerged a few green tendons, biting his teeth and saying, "it's silver. It's very valuable, but it can't be sold."

South South quite regretfully sighed, "in fact, gold may do better."

Feng closed his eyes, or as soon as possible to convey the patriarch's orders.

"Little prince, the patriarch said that you are the only choice for the future patriarch in his heart. Although your mother doesn't agree, a man should have ambition. You have talent and ability, so you can be competent. As the head of the Mongolian clan, the power and wealth you can get is beyond your imagination. You... "

"Stop, stop, stop." Nannan was scared and took two steps back. "Uncle Feng, don't brainwash me. You, you, you can't talk about my weakness. Although I love silver, I'm very principled. "

"What principle?" Why didn't he see it?

"My principle is that you don't have to suffer. The money you spend is the most attractive. I'm so lazy. I'm tired to death when I'm the head of the Mongolian clan. What if I have money? Hard work, I have the ability to die to enjoy ah, I will not do. And I want to make it clear that my mother is very democratic. If I am interested, she will never hinder me. If I am not interested, no one can force me. "

South South small head a little bit, seriously said.

To be a patriarch? What's the difference between that and being an emperor? He saw that the emperor's grandfather of Tianyu kingdom was so tired that he coughed up blood and was still marking the memorial in the middle of the night. For a while, there were floods in the south, droughts in the north, mobs and bandits. They were so tired that their hair turned white.

Well, now, isn't grandfather Lu going to rush back to the Mongols with a little trifle? It's too much freedom. He won't do it.

Feng frowned. Although Nannan seemed to have a point of truth, who doesn't want to climb up to the top? He a Feng did the guard, but also asked to do the best, until now, has become the patriarch's most trusted guard.

Maybe it's small.

Ah Feng thought of this, but he didn't force him to accept the patriarch's point of view now. At least he had already brought it.

"In any case, the orders of the patriarch have been conveyed. Little Shizi is still young and will grow up in the future. Maybe some of his ideas will change. "Nannan shrugs his shoulders, which is true. However, when he was the head of the Mongolian clan, he was repelled from the bottom of his heart. When he thought that the tired man had to guard against other people's conspiracy every day, he felt chilly.

A Feng looked at him carefully, sighed in the heart, no longer said anything, turned to go.

Just the corner of his coat was suddenly pulled by Nannan. He was stunned for a moment and looked back at him, "what's the matter?"

"Well, grandfather Lu It was him yesterday Poisoned by my mother, are you all right? " If something happened, he had to ask his mother for an antidote. But now my mother is still angry. If I ask, I won't give it. It's a difficult problem.

A Feng's face finally flashed a little soft, nodded and said, "it's OK, your mother's poison is not difficult to cure. After the clan leader went back, he just had a rest and felt better. He went to the doctor to see him. Today, he has cleared the poison and is all right. "

The South South Mou son is bright, the small hand made an effort of patting own chest, "so good, so good."

His action is a little exaggerated, and a Feng can't help but start to smoke the corners of his mouth again.

No wonder the patriarch often said that when he was with this child, his endurance would definitely increase. What he said is true.

Just thinking about it, there was a rapid sound of footsteps outside, and a familiar voice came in from afar, "South South..."

Nannan was stunned and went to push a Feng, "Oh, it's uncle Shen."