Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 54

Slowly putting down the chopsticks, Xiao Jue stared at Xiao Baozi in a daze, and waved to the commander of the Imperial Army who stood beside him without turning his head. The commander of the second rank had no choice but to buy stinky stinky tofu again.

Leaning slightly forward, Xiao Jue carefully looked at the four-year-old child in front of him. He had thick black eyebrows, a straight nose, big and bright eyes, and the baby's fat little pink face could not tell what his face would be when he grew up. However, the facial features are clear and distinct, quite beautiful.

Father and son……

Is he... a little... like himself?

Xiao Jue really wished he had a mirror right now, so he could compare it carefully. Looking around, how could there be such a thing, he turned his head and asked Qiu Yuan, the commander of the imperial army, without hope: "Do you have a mirror on you?"

"Huh?" Commander Qiu was stunned. After thinking for a while, he thought His Majesty was implying that he was not manly enough, so he blushed and said in grief and indignation, "Minister...why does this slave carry this thing on him?"

I have to confess, Xiao Jue has let out a disappointment, and turned his head casually, his mind is no longer on the food at this moment, he just lives in front of his eyes. On Xiao Baozi's right hand holding chopsticks.

On the little knuckle of the little hand, there is a slight protrusion, which is not obvious, and looks like a small lump.

Xiao Jue's heart jumped up thumpingly, his hand on the table trembled a little, he put his hand under the table, and gently stroked his left hand, there, in the same position, there was also a small protrusion.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down, Xiao Jue's voice was slightly hoarse.

"how old are you?"

"Four years old." Xiao Baozi didn't lift his head.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was clear, Xiao Jue stared at him closely, "What's your name?"

"Ming Rong."

"...Which...melting word?"

Xiao Baozi raised his head from the crystal bun, looked at him suspiciously, "Master, why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Jue smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. His eyes were shining brightly, but his fingers trembled slightly. He pretended to be calm and picked up the tea, and took a sip, "Why is your surname Ming? You didn't Surname? Are you Sui Mingshuang's last name?"

"Of course I want to follow her surname, she is my mother." Xiao Baozi looked at Xiao Jue inexplicably, "If you don't take your mother's name, whose surname will you take?"

"Snapped!"

The teacup fell to the ground and smashed into pieces on the green brick floor, splashing dripping flowers.

Baozi was startled by the sound, opened his mouth wide, and the crystal bun slipped out of his mouth, blinked his big eyes, looked at Xiao Jue, hey, just eat a bun, why look at him with such weird eyes?
Shaking, Xiao Baozi rolled his eyes... He couldn't be regretting it, but he was embarrassed to get the money back, and he was planning to kill people to silence him... No... Snacks are precious, and life is more expensive...

"That..." With a flattering smile, Xiao Baozi leaned over his head, "You like to eat buns? It's okay, I'll let you?" He grabbed the half bun that slipped from his mouth just now on the plate and handed it over, Xiao Jue thought There was chaos in the room, and he picked it up in a daze, not knowing what he was doing, looking at Baozi for a while with complicated eyes, and said, "Where's your mother?"

"In the nunnery." Baozi looked at the sky, don't do it, Your Majesty, it seems that you just asked this question a quarter of an hour ago.

Xiao Jue stood up immediately, and was about to walk away. As soon as he took a step, he turned around and looked at Baozi Xiao: "Would you...would you like to go back to the palace with me?"

"Huh?" Xiao Baozi's eyes widened. Isn't this the line in the drama when the emperor meets a beautiful woman and wants to accept her as his concubine?How did you use it on him?Back to the palace, why should I go back to the palace with you?

Suddenly, I remembered the bedtime story that the stinky mother often told him before going to bed at night, such as a rotten girl, a spoiled, beautiful wolf, a ghost and a beast attacking in the middle of the year... Ah, no, son, I am only four years old...

"No!" His head was shaking like a drum, after thinking for a while, he was afraid that His Majesty would be angry and take back the bank note, so he added, "I will go as soon as my mother goes."

Xiao Baozi shyly called Xiao Jiujiu... just in case... call my mother, I guess it can make do.

What is the mother for?When necessary, it is pushed out to put out the fire!
Xiao Jue saw that his face was full of strange eyes, his big eyes were watery, and he glanced up and down at him. How could he know the dirty thoughts in his heart? After thinking about it, he asked the head of the guards to give some instructions. , leaving a team of guards to guard Xiao Baozi, such a young child, let him wander around the street alone, who will guarantee his safety?Mingshuang really didn't care.

Before he knew it, he had treated Baozi as his son.

Thinking of a certain possibility triggered by the sentence just now, he became more and more impatient, and rushed to Lin An in a hurry.

Seeing him going out, Baozi Xiao immediately raised his empty plate, raised his face and smiled sinisterly at the boss.

"Another pot of mille-feuille!"

Rong Xiaotian pursed his lips, looking at the man in the wheelchair in the garden ahead, looking down at the ants under his feet slightly, his eyes changed like raging waves.

Sure enough it was him.

He's not dead, he's not dead...

He didn't die.

He stood outside the garden gate, looking at Suxuan beside the man, chatting and laughing indulgently, the man seemed to be listening but didn't seem to listen, his expression was indifferent, turning his head occasionally, showing a beautiful and picturesque profile.

It’s him, but it’s not him. He’s much thinner than he remembered, his chin is sharper, his face shape has changed a bit, his slender body is wrapped in a light blue long coat, and before the beginning of winter, he’s already wearing a white fur. Although it is big, it still looks a little empty, thin as a chrysanthemum, the wind blows the snow fox fur decorated with the collar and sleeves, and the snow-white cheeks and fingers are exposed between the snow-colored long hair, which makes it look more and more cool and cold. It's colder than deep water.

His gaze moved down, to his legs covered under the thick blanket—can't move anymore, can it?The consequence of forcibly lowering the power of Mie Shen's palm was to use all his strength to cripple his legs and save his life. No matter what, he really deserved to be a martial arts genius Chu Feihuan, who was able to escape from Mie Shen's palm. It's a miracle.

Rong Xiaotian's fingers were deeply clasped in his palm.

Beside him, Song Beichen, the leader of Xuanmu Hall of the Blazing Flame Gang who came with him, was originally happy, but today he was sent by the leader to pass on a message, inviting the head of Hengji, Miss Ming, to come to the gang for a while, and he didn't want to be in the middle of the conversation , I didn't intend to talk about the medicine that the leader of the gang was looking for so hard, Mr. Qi immediately said that he had it there, and it was really easy to find it without any effort. He thought that the leader of the gang knew, and he must be very happy. Excited to announce the good news loudly, but was pulled away by the person in front of him.

Looking sideways, Song Beichen was startled.

What's wrong with Mr. Rong, his face is so ugly...

After three years, Rong Xiaotian was carrying the Queen's blood feud, and with the Huangmeng hiding his strength, his temper was no longer as violent as before, and what Qin Changge said that day, although he did not shake his firm belief that Chu Feihuan was a traitor, But there was a bit of a shadow, so today he didn't immediately explode after seeing it.

However, he still couldn't control his excitement, staring at the person who should have died long ago but was still alive, he felt that even his heart and lungs were burning, and the burning fire spread to his face, but it was pale, his fingers Fasten it tightly, and you can faintly hear the crackling of joints.

He was hesitating, should he rush out and scold him, or ask him why he didn't die first?

But there was a pair of hands lightly on his shoulders, he was startled, looking back, it was Qi Fan who was always worried and came, with a strange expression on his face, mixed with happiness and sadness, hatred and suspicion, and also deeply focused Looking at Chu Feihuan, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

When Rong Xiaotian saw him, he calmed down a little. The two of them have worked together for many years, and their hearts are connected. They no longer need to communicate with each other.

He asked, "Do it?" Qi Fan said, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

However, before they discussed it clearly, the person who was clearly listening to someone's words in the distance suddenly turned his head to look.

His cold eyes met Rong Xiaotian's.

Rong Xiaotian's hand immediately rested on the hilt of the sword.

But Chu Feihuan just glanced at them, and then looked away, as if he didn't see these two people at all, as if in the battle of life and death, it was not the person in front of him who shot him down under the bridge, made him survive all the hardships, and suffered all the suffering in the world. Two people who used to be brothers.

But Suxuan, who didn't know where he was, had already greeted him with a smile.

He saw the golden bead in Song Beichen's arms, his eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Beichen, where did you find it? God! I've been looking for this for a long time!" He stretched out his hand to get it.

Rong Xiaotian pressed his hand and pressed the box.

Su Xuan raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

Rong Xiaotian said heavily: "I'm sorry, Chief Su, I changed my mind, I can't give you this golden bead."

Suxuan looked at his expression, and looked back at Chu Feihuan very slowly, with a comprehended expression, but still slowly said: "Why?"

"This is my Hengji's traitor," Rong Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, "Not only can I not give you the medicine, but I also have to clean up the house."

"Clean up the door?" Su Xuan smiled, "With me?"

"Don't dare," Rong Xiaotian insisted, "Please ask the leader to hand over this traitor to us."

Su Xuan stopped laughing, and said slowly but clearly: "He is my friend."

"My friend," he said word by word, "is there any reason to hand it over to others?"

Anger flashed in Rong Xiaotian's eyes, but he also knew that in the main altar of the Blazing Gang, it was absolutely impossible to ask the leader of the leader to hand over his friends. With the Blazing Gang, there is no need to mix in the rivers and lakes.

But he is absolutely unwilling to withdraw now.

"choke!"

The long sword was unsheathed, its brilliance was fierce, Rong Xiaotian rested the sword on his wrist, following martial arts etiquette, he said coldly: "I am here today, please help Master Zhan Su, life and death do not matter, if I am lucky enough to win a half move, please The guild leader allowed me to take this person away."

"Why should I fight with you?" Suxuan ignored him at all, "This is nothing to discuss, he will not be taken away by you, he is my friend, and I will not take my friend I don’t have the right to bet on my life.”

(End of this chapter)