A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 100
Late at night, the moon cage light veil.

The carriage drove into the palace quietly, and stopped in the open space near the second gate. Lin Miaomiao jumped out of the carriage first, and Murong Feng supported Gu Qingluan to get off the carriage as well.

Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, lanterns were hung everywhere in the palace. From a distance, it was like stars twinkling and blurring in the night.It's just that there is no noise, and it looks very quiet.

Six years have passed, I thought there would be some changes, but I didn't know that every plant and tree looked the same as before, as if she had never left.

"Qingluan, what are you looking at?" Murong Feng walked to her side, looked at her complicated expression, and asked softly.

Lin Miaomiao also looked at Gu Qingluan, Miss Gu had a strange expression.

Gu Qingluan shook his head: "It's nothing, I was a little surprised when I entered the palace for the first time."

While speaking, a familiar figure walked in front of him, with a familiar face.

Gu Qingluan and Murong Feng spoke at the same time.

"Sir."

"Jing'er."

Gu Qingluan was taken aback for a moment: "You haven't sobered up yet!"

Murong Feng said: "I'm awake, this is Jing'er!"

"How could your son look like someone else's son?" Who else could have such a beautiful son except Gu Qingluan? !
Murong Feng suddenly remembered what Xiao Liu had said to him, and swallowed the words of dispute.

Gu Qingluan looked at her son with a smile, but suddenly saw another "son" walking out behind her son, she was instantly dumbfounded.

Also dumbfounded was Lin Miaomiao, my God, what happened just now?How did the little tyrant become two?
It was Murong Feng who opened his mouth in a daze: "You two... who is Jing'er?"

Murong Jing, who was wearing a white robe, couldn't hold back his serious face, and laughed: "Father!" Seeing Gu Qingluan at the side, he cupped his hands and bowed, "Miss Gu."

Gu Qingluan stared at him blankly: "You said the child you picked up 18 years ago...is that him, Murong Feng?"

Murong Feng nodded: "It's him, Qingluan, what's wrong with you? You look so bad."

Murong Jing asked with concern: "Miss Gu, are you uncomfortable? Are you worried about me? Look, I'm fine!"

Gu Qingluan touched his cheek, and tears fell down.

Murong Jing smiled and rubbed against her palm: "Miss Gu, they really didn't bully me, don't be sad. They said, I am the second son of King Jing's mansion, my father is King Jing, and my mother is Princess Jing. Jing Shizi, who defeated the Beiliang people at the border, is my elder brother!"

Gu Qingluan's eyes darkened and he passed out.

It was an hour after Gu Qingluan woke up, she opened her eyes, saw your familiar face, her eyes became hot, and she grabbed his hand: "Jing'er!"

He said quietly: "It's me, Jingxi."

Gu Qingluan was startled, and withdrew his hand, but was held by Jing Xi again. Jing Xi looked into her dodging eyes, and asked without refusal: "Is it necessary to faint from excitement when I see my adopted son?"

Gu Qingluan's breathing trembled: "I..."

Jing Xi looked at her fixedly: "How long do we have to hide it?"

Gu Qingluan pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head, not daring to look into her son's deep eyes.

Jing Xi didn't give up because of this, and said seriously: "I like to shake fans, I use round fans in the house, and I use folding fans when I go out. I'm stinky, noble, arrogant, I don't like to be touched by others, I hate Pei Lang, I don't want rewards from my father, I don't remember my fiancé , stay in Lin's house shamelessly, be in a daze when seeing me, like Lin Miaomiao, like Xiaobao...do you want me to be more specific, concubine mother?"

By the end of the talk, his eyes were slightly red.

She knew that she couldn't hide it from her son for too long. The son grew up in such an environment. What could be hidden from his eyes?It's just that she didn't expect her son to believe it so easily and accept it without asking...

In fact, if Jingxi himself had not experienced such a shocking event, he might not be able to be sure that his mother came back from the dead for a while.

She held her son's hand tightly: "I'm sorry... I didn't intend to hide it, I was afraid... I was afraid that no one would believe me if I said it, and I was afraid that I would be regarded as a secret agent or a monster..."

"I know, I know everything." He knew better than anyone else the feeling of being able to harbor an ulterior secret. Jing Xi hugged her tightly, "Just come back."

Nothing is more important than your being alive.

Compared with the warm recognition of mother and son, the father and son on the other side are a little bit weird.

Shu Ming's spacious room has no extra furniture, only a small coffee table and a large closet. The three of them sat on the floor around the coffee table. Murong Jing was next to him. King Jing and Murong Feng faced each other. Their eyes met in the air. I don't know how long it took. , but no one had the intention of giving in.

King Jing frowned, he was a prince after all, how dare a monk from the countryside stare at him so directly?
"Did you make the snacks that day?"

What a messy opening, King Jing wants to bite himself to death!

"Did you send the pear flower brew that day?"

What did you say?The monk also wanted to bite himself to death!
Murong Jing's scalp was numb from the knife that flew back and forth between the two, she lowered her head and ate the dates silently.

"Like his elder brother, they both love jujubes." King Jing said happily.

Murong Feng said: "Jing'er doesn't like jujube, it's because his spleen and stomach are out of balance, that's why I let him eat more."

King Jing took a sip of tea in embarrassment. It was such a touching and tearful scene for his biological father to see his adoptive father. Why can't he talk to this monk?

He put down his cup: "I have no choice but to talk about what happened back then. I always thought that Jing'er had passed away, but I didn't expect you to save me. Thank you for saving Jing'er and raising Jing'er. My king I will repay you well."

Murong Feng said expressionlessly: "Everything is arranged in the dark, Jing'er is a gift from the Buddha to me, and you don't need to repay it."

These words sounded righteous and awe-inspiring, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be saying...not doing your business?I have been in contact with those old foxes in the officialdom for a long time, but when I meet a foolish monk, I don't know how to accept them.King Jing cleared his throat and said, "Jing'er has been separated for many years, and now he is finally back. I plan to let him stay in the palace."

"I don't agree." Murong Feng said without hesitation.

King Jing's eyes dimmed: "He is my king's son."

"You haven't raised him for a day."

"Monk!"

Murong Jing covered Murong Feng with her arms: "Don't kill my father."

Lin Miaomiao and Huiren stood on the porch, looking around from time to time. Gu Qingluan and Jingxi were in the room on the left, and Murong Jing and his two fathers were in the room on the right.

"Want...to listen?" Lin Miaomiao asked, blinking her eyes.

"It seems... not so good." Hui Ren said insincerely.

"I'm afraid that if there is a fight, it will be a bad thing." Lin Miaomiao said deliberately.

Huiren's eyelashes trembled: "Miss Lin is not unreasonably worried."

Lin Miaomiao rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, "I'll listen to the second son, and you listen to the elder son. After listening, let's exchange."

What are you kidding?As far as the son's ear strength is concerned, who can listen to the corner without being discovered?The prince hates them for doing such a thing!She doesn't want to be punished by the prince.Huiren coughed twice: "Miss Lin is still going to listen to Shizi, but Shizi brought a big beauty into the house, Miss Lin is not worried about what irreversible things they will do?"

It's because I'm worried that I let you listen!If she was really doing something shameful, she was afraid that she would be so angry that she would rush in with a knife on the spot...

Lin Miaomiao also coughed, and said stiffly: "Shizi and Miss Gu can tell what's going on at a glance. What's so good about it? I'm more worried that the two fathers of the second son will fight."

"Are you afraid that the prince will blame you if he finds you listening to the corner?"

"Ms. Hui doesn't think so?"

Huiren was choked, and when the two were hesitating about who was going to eavesdrop on Shizi's corner, the door was opened, and Jing Xi and Gu Qingluan came out.Gu Qingluan's complexion was rosy, his eyes were smiling, and his whole body exuded an indescribable joy, which was very different from the appearance of crying tears at the door before.

"What are you doing, so happy?" Lin Miaomiao muttered.

When passing by Lin Miaomiao, Jing Xi slightly licked the corners of his lips at Lin Miaomiao, it was obvious that he was also very happy.

"Hmph~" Lin Miaomiao turned her face away.

Jing Xi and Gu Qingluan stood at the door of another room, Gu Qingluan grabbed Jingxi's wrist: "Can't you really keep it secret for me?"

"He is my father, he has the right to know the truth." Jing Xi knocked on the door, "Father, I have something to tell you."

Gu Qingluan tightened the fan in his hand: "Murong Feng, come out for a while, I have something to say to you."

Murong Feng took Murong Jing out of the house, and Gu Qingluan told Huiren who was beside him: "Take Second Young Master to my room to rest."

"Yes." The familiar aura on Gu Qingluan made Huiren agree without even thinking about it. Huiren took Murong Jing to the princess's original dormitory. The order seems to be... Miss Gu? !
Gu Qingluan and Murong Feng sat down in the tea room, Murong Feng looked at Gu Qingluan's recovered face, and felt relieved: "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Gu Qingluan said softly.

Murong Feng poured Gu Qingluan a cup of hot tea. Gu Qingluan looked at the cup in his hand and said hesitantly, "There is something... I must confess to you."

Murong Feng paused when he put down the teapot, his eyes moved, and he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Gu Qingluan took a deep breath: "I hesitated for a long time before making up my mind to tell you."

"Tell me, I'll listen." Murong Feng's other hand, buried under his wide sleeve, was slowly pulled into a fist.

"I..." Gu Qingluan hesitated to speak, picked up the teacup, took a big sip, and said, "I actually know King Jing..."

Murong Feng took a breath.

Gu Qingluan said sternly: "I met in the brothel...he is a pious bastard! He obviously has a wife, but he still has no relationship with other women. He covets my beauty and wants to take me home as a third bedroom. Concubine! So no matter what he tells you, don't try to believe him! Don't give me up to him!"

(End of this chapter)