Girl, let me check it out.

After Yun Shu was silent for a moment, he asked softly, his big eyes staring at Fang Weihan intentionally or unintentionally.

"die?"

Fang Weihan couldn't help but laugh.

"Of course not. I am the person who least wants to die in this world."

"Death is a relief for most people, but for me it may only be a regret. It is really not a man to leave everything behind and not face it."

"I'm just asking you, if you still take the time to pretend, you're really good at it..."

Yun Shu curled his lips and waved his little hands in the air.

"Since you won't die, then I don't need to know."

"When you encounter trouble that you can't solve, remember to call me...Although I may not be able to solve it, I can at least save your life."

"I'm going to take a nap, don't miss me..."

Yun Shu patted his shoulder encouragingly, and his body turned into starlight and disappeared in the sunlight.

Fang Weihan watched the girl disappear.

Yun Shu was always like this. He always said he was arrogant than anyone else, but he always stood in front of him when he was in danger.

Fang Weihan certainly knew that a large part of the reason why Yun Shu did this was to save the world.

But that didn't stop him from being moved.

He always had an unreasonable feeling that even if there was no such mission to save the world, Yun Shu would still save him.

Likewise, he would not let her die in such an unclear way.

Fang Weihan breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up the Lumen Sword on the side, and hung it on his waist.

I was going to see Xiao Fuwei later, so of course I had to dress more formally.

The brocade robe he wore today was specially chosen in a short-sleeved style, which reflected the masculinity of many warriors in its splendor.

The lumen sword is on the left side, and a dragon-patterned jade pendant hangs on the right side. This is a common dress for contemporary nobles.

Fang Weihan took the bronze mirror and looked in it, and found that his hair was actually a little longer.

Hair, also known as excess blood, is a symbolic expression of human blood. The blood energy of Mingwu monks is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the natural hair growth rate will be correspondingly much faster.

There is no Tony teacher here, Ningbai usually cuts his own hair.

But he has to go out soon, so he shouldn't bother her with such a small matter.

"Qiang!"

The Lumen Sword was unsheathed and a bright sword flower was drawn in the air.

Fang Weihan held the Lumen Sword upside down, closed his eyes, and the gleaming sword edge drew dozens of sword lights behind his head.

After practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, all sword moves are made by Lu Ming. Fang Weihan knew the effect of these swords without opening his eyes.

All swordsmen can cut their own hair, unless they are not good at it.

His hair was like reeds, falling down from his shoulders.

Gee, if it weren't for the fact that having short hair in this era would be inconsistent with one's identity, I would definitely cut it off.

Fang Weihan felt a little regretful.

Who wants to run around with long hair on a hot summer day?

"Yu Mo! Let's go."

Fang Weihan whistled at the fat bird patting his belly next to him.

The phoenix jumped twice on the spot, as if it couldn't fly because it had eaten too much.

"Ow..."

Phoenix looked at Fang Weihan aggrievedly and stretched out his wings.

It lay on the ground like a dead bird.

Fang Weihan; "?"

Does this mean you want me to go over and pick it up?

Fang Weihan always feels strange.

It stands to reason that this Phoenix has been with Wen Zhexue for a long time, so he should have acquired some of the temperament of his senior sister.

But...senior sister shouldn’t open her arms for a hug, right?

Fang Weihan walked over speechlessly, picked up the fat bird that had become a puddle on the ground, and placed it firmly on his shoulders.

Grass, so heavy,

Senior sister, don’t your shoulders feel sore when you carry such a fat ball with you?

"What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll buy it for you after I meet Xiao Fuwei later."

Fang Weihan poked Fat Bird's round belly.

Its eyes lit up instantly.

"Ow!"

Fang Weihan: "..."

"Senior sister is not here, I don't understand what you are saying..."

He held up Fat Bird's butt and led him outside.

"Ouch!"

"Okay, okay, let's go to Tianjie to pick something up later, okay? I don't want my senior sister to come back and find out that you've lost weight due to hunger, and I'll feel bad about it in my conscience."

Fang Weihan was chatting with Fat Bird, and happened to bump into Ningbai who was pruning flower branches in the courtyard.

"Ningbai? How am I dressed today?"

Fang Weihan asked with a smile.

"Ah, Your Highness..."

Ning Bai hurriedly turned around and looked at Fang Weihan, looking up and down at his appearance today.

"Of course your Highness looks good in what he wears!"

Ning Bai blushed slightly and saluted with some joy.

"That's fine."

Fang Weihan glanced at the scissors in her hand and frowned.

"Why are you pruning branches here in such hot weather?"

‘I’m not... I have nothing to do. I thought to myself that I am idle anyway, so I might as well do some work. ’

Ningbai explained in a low voice.

"You can find an easier job to do and leave these tasks to other maids."

Ningbai has been like this since he was a child.

At that time, he had not yet inherited the throne of King Guangling, and was still living in a courtyard in the east of the city, with only a few maids around him.

Fortunately, the courtyard is not as big as the palace and cannot accommodate so many maids, so it is easy to take care of.

Therefore, when she was a child, Ningbai was basically doing the housework, which made Fang Weihan always subconsciously ignore her age.

It's hard to imagine that Ning Bai is three years older than him.

Fang Weihan emphasized his tone.

"You are my sister. How will others see me if you do this kind of work?"

He knew that if his tone was not serious, Ningbai would definitely not listen to him.

"Don't do it again, otherwise I will do it with you next time."

Fang Weihan said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I just won't do it."

Seeing that Fang Weihan had said this, Ningbai quickly agreed.

She smiled happily.

When my little prince grew up, he knew how to care for others.

He also calls himself sister...

As Ning Bai thought about it, his eyes became a little red unconsciously.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Fang Weihan nodded gently and left with Fat Bird.

He met Mr. Zhao again who was playing crickets.

The old man was holding a big cattail leaf fan, lying on the ground and fanning the crickets vigorously.

The poor cricket screamed sharply and clung to the solid ground with its forelimbs, for fear of being blown away by the strong wind.

The old man was sweating profusely due to the heat, but he had no intention of using a fan to cool himself down.

"Second Master, what are you doing?"

Fang Weihan was dumbfounded.

It's such a hot summer day, this man is almost dying of heat, yet Mr. Zhao is fanning a cricket?

"I didn't see it, Master Er, you are still a person who loves and protects small animals!"

Fang Weihan gave him a thumbs up.

The fat bird on his shoulder also looked over curiously.

"Your Highness, you don't understand."

Mr. Zhao continued to fan himself while sweating profusely.

"I have a cricket fighting competition tonight, and I'm giving it special training. The prize money is ten taels of silver!"

His eyes seemed to turn the color of gold.

The fat bird screamed and almost fell off his shoulder.

Fang Weihan opened his mouth in vain.

He had nothing to say.

"Then what...Second Master, am I handsome today?"

Fang Weihan pointed at himself.

"What?"

Second Master Zhao reluctantly took his eyes away from the cricket and glanced at Fang Weihan.

"That's it, just so-so."

After he said something casually, he went back to look at his precious cricket.

Fang Weihan's smile froze on his face.

Damn it, old guy, Ningbai will deduct two taels of silver from you later.

He slammed the door angrily and walked out.

……

……

Fang Weihan stopped at the door of the Xiao family's residence in Lanling.

"Meet His Royal Highness Prince Guangling."

None of the servants at the door stopped him, but bowed respectfully.

Xiao Jin must have greeted them in advance.