My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 633

The third prince was swallowed, and his face was quite embarrassed for a moment. Just when he didn't know what to say, Feng Qiye spoke again: "But my brothers are not narrow-minded people, and I also know the purpose of you calling us here today .”

"But it's a pity," Feng Qiye spread his hands and shrugged, "Now we can't take refuge in whoever we want. No matter how powerful the third prince is, it can't be greater, the one in the palace."

The third and fourth princes exclaimed repeatedly: "Father, he wants you to seek refuge with Nangong Yu?!" Thinking of this possibility, the eyes of the two brothers became very strange.

Feng Qiye smiled and said nothing, and Jun Huo continued to talk: "The emperor has not directly expressed his position, but we are still living in the Second Prince's Mansion at present."

The eldest grandson Wuhuan laughed loudly: "The two princes can't see such an obvious statement, right? I might as well put it more bluntly. Everyone has ambition, and the ambition of our Feng clan is to become The number one imperial merchant. So, whoever can give it to us, we will stand on his side."

Feng Qiye also laughed and said: "The Feng family is a businessman and doesn't understand how the imperial power changes. All we have is money, a lot of money."

"Third prince and fourth prince, my brothers still have some things to deal with, so don't bother me!" Jun Huoshi got up to say goodbye, and Gao Yirou and Minglou just came here.

Nangong Yu knew that he didn't have the strength to persuade them to stay, so he had to personally send them to the gate and watch them leave.

As soon as Feng Qiye and the others left, the second prince came with a murderous look. After arriving, without saying a word, he directly put the knife on the neck of the third prince and the fourth prince.

At this time, there were not many people in front of the prince's mansion, and even if there were, they would flee immediately after seeing this posture. Over the years, the second prince and the third prince have been fighting secretly and openly. How to fight, on the surface it is still a group of harmony, so this time the sword is used, it really shows that the situation is extremely serious.

Regardless of how many princes fought to the death in the Third Prince's Mansion, after Feng Qiye and the others left the Third Prince's Mansion, the eldest grandson Wuhuan led the way, and after walking around the street, they got into a clothing store.

There was a secret passage dug in the clothing store, and they walked about two kilometers along the secret passage, and they walked out of a temple full of incense - naturally they changed their clothes, Feng Qiye changed back to women's clothes, and Minglou They hid directly in the dark, and under the leadership of Changsun Wuhuan, several people came to a manor house with many turns and turns.

The white-haired old man was watering the flowers in the garden, humming a little song, and the housekeeper stood beside him with a warm face. The setting sun slanted on the two old people, and somehow felt that the years were peaceful.

"Grandpa." Changsun Wuhuan stood five steps away from the old man and spoke softly. His voice trembled a little. The tough grandfather in his memory now had gray hair.

Changsun Weng froze, and the water spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the housekeeper exclaimed excitedly: "It's the prince! It's the prince!"

The eldest grandson Wuhuan finally ran over, hugged the old man's leg and knelt down with a plop, "Grandpa, Huan'er is back!"

Changsun Weng kicked him out, trembling all over: "You still know to come back! You still know to come back!"

Changsun Wuhuan was kicked out and immediately crawled back, Chang Huanweng kicked again, he came back, kicked again, he came back again... No matter how the old man kicked, he knelt down without saying a word, but tears flowed wantonly .

(End of this chapter)