Yun Haotian has some martial arts skills, his grasp is like iron tongs>

Feng Lingyan's wrist bones were barely broken by him, and his face turned pale: "Brother, what are you doing? You hurt me by scratching!"

Yun Haotian was startled, and quickly let go of his hand, Feng Lingyan's snow-white wrist had already been scratched with bruises.

He said embarrassingly: "Little sister, I'm sorry, I was too nervous for my brother... Well, you call him Fanxiang?"

Feng Lingyan's heart moved, and he said lightly: "Yes, is there something wrong?" [

"Is that his real name?"

There was a trace of coldness in Yun Haotian's voice.

Feng Lingyan glanced at him: "My little sister casually named him this when she first met him. What's the matter? Is there something taboo about this name?"

"Did you call it for him?"

Yun Haotian seemed relieved, and asked again worriedly.

"That's right. I'm just playing around. Why are you so nervous?"

Yun Haotian was completely relieved, and said with a smile: "I thought he was someone else... Hehe, it turned out that my younger sister was just playing around. Alright, I'll take you to see Father, Father these few days I am very worried about you."

He took her hand and walked in.

Feng Lingyan didn't move his feet: "Brother, what about him? Doesn't Father want to see him?"

The direction her finger is pointing is the direction of Gong Yanmo.

Yun Haotian paused, and a look of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant: "Father only ordered him to be put in shackles and put in a prison, and I will talk about the rest later."

Glancing at Gong Yanmo, he said: "Brother Gong, I am also following orders, so I will wrong you for the time being."

Gong Yanmo's face was light: "It's okay, all the humble ministers should take care of themselves. Just don't involve others."

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