Yang Fu was choked by a word, and hurriedly handed the letter box to Xiao Shizi.

Xiao Shizi opened the letter box impatiently, unfolded the letter rolled into a small ball, and glanced at it at will.

With just this look, he was a little stunned.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and found that the handwriting in front of him had not changed. In other words, it was not his dizziness?!

"The son?"

"Boy?"

The guards reminded in a low voice.

Xiao Shizi raised his eyes and looked at the house not far away. A gloomy color appeared in his eyes. The next moment he directly waved his hand and said, "Okay, go back."

"Also, take this homing pigeon away and clean this place!"

"Don't let anyone know that my son shot a homing pigeon today, understand?!"

Xiao Shizi is not completely sloppy, when he straightens up, he is still very majestic.

"Yes."

The guards looked at each other, it seemed... something really happened.

But at this moment, the young son ran to find King Jing...

No one knows what the father and son were muttering in the room, but what is certain is that King Jing was furious that night!

After the two fathers and sons murmured, King Jing patted the young son on the shoulder: "You kid, this king really underestimated you before, this time he did a good job."

This is the first time that the youngest son won the father's praise so much, he was so happy, he clenched his fists secretly, and decided to do something amazing for his father afterwards!

The second day.

"You go with this king."

King Jing pointed to Feng Wu and spoke lightly.

"Yes." Feng Wu responded quickly.

At this moment, there were four guards in front of King Jing, so he only named Feng Wu.

Out of the corner of Feng Wu's eyes, she peeked at the chief guard Jingbao, and sure enough, the fist of the chief guard was already fisted.

Feng Wu noticed that the corner of King Jing's eyes also glanced at Jing Bao, but there was no abnormality in his face.

As expected to be the cruel and cruel King Jing, he is really calm.

After leaving King Jing's Mansion, King Jing brought Feng Wu straight to the Prince's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness is cultivating, no one is seen, please go back first, Lord."

After entering the Prince's Mansion, King Jing couldn't see Leng Yexiao, what he saw was Leng Yexiao's personal guard, Gong Ming.

Like Jun Linyuan, Prince Leng Yexiao also built the mansion outside.

I don't know if the Emperor Dongsang trusted his prince like Emperor Junwu trusted Jun Linyuan.

Because letting the prince out of the palace to build a mansion is likely to cause the prince and courtiers to form a party, thus taking the emperor away.

After all, the emperor is old, but the courtiers all have an upward heart.

The big guard before Leng Yexiao was Xiao, but it was a pity that in the Battle of Beiyan, Jun Linyuan directly killed Xiao.

So Leng Yexiao had to promote a new guard.

King Jing frowned slightly: "His Royal Highness hasn't left yet? This retreat has been a while."

Gong Ming was used to being cold, and it was the same at this moment, he did not speak.

King Jing frowned again: "Do you know when he will leave?"

Gong Ming shook his head: "His Royal Highness never left a message. He just said that no matter what, he must not be disturbed. He is practicing a...peerless magic."

King Jing: "Peerless magic? The peerless magic from Dayan Dynasty? Has he seen people from Dayan Dynasty?"

Gong Ming shook his head lightly: "Never."

King Jing touched his chin, lost in thought... Then what kind of peerless magic is this peerless magic?Where did it come from?

Feng Wu stood in this mansion. Although her face was calm as water, her heart was already...