The people in Fengdu City surged, and groups of people went in the same direction. The noisy sound was heard even by those upstairs. Hearing this unusual sound, Fang Ziye, who was sitting in the house, called out, and the little slave who was guarding outside heard the voice of his master and pushed the door open.

"What happened outside?" Fang Ziye asked.

As soon as Ershun came in, he saw the little master in the master's arms. She was like a jade doll, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her. He even forgot to answer the question asked by the master. A Wu, who strode in behind him, glanced at Qi Wanfeng who was also there, and said to his master, "Master, Sun Fusheng is dead."

As soon as he saw something unusual outside, he went out to inquire about the news.

Everyone outside went to Shunzhi Mansion to see the excitement, so there was such a commotion outside.

"Dead?" Fang Ziye asked with a serious face, "How did he die?"

Ah Wu went out to find out that Sun Fusheng hanged himself in prison. The matter must not be that simple. He told his master what he found out. Even he didn't believe that the young master of Sun Guogong Mansion would die in prison by himself, let alone his master.

"Go check." Fang Ziye naturally didn't believe that the young master Sun would die in prison because of depression. There must be another story behind it. Excluding the possibility of hanging himself, the only possibility left was that he was murdered by someone else, otherwise it would be impossible for a healthy person to die in prison like this.

The young master of the Sunguogong Mansion has killed countless people. Shunzhi Mansion has detained people and is still investigating the truth. If the number of lives killed by Sun Fusheng is found out, Sun Fusheng will definitely be sentenced to the extreme punishment. He is guilty of a crime of living and a death sentence. He cannot escape the word death. Now the truth of the matter has not been found out, and the person has died in prison. The Sunguogong Mansion will definitely not let it go so easily. Shunzhi Mansion will definitely give an explanation to the Sunguogong Mansion.

Fang Ziye knows a little about the affairs of the court. A little Sun Fusheng is linked to the entire Sunguogong Mansion and the fifth prince's faction. Sun Fusheng is dead, and I am afraid that some people have good calculations and think that killing him will solve everything.

"Yes." Ah Wu responded, and when he turned around, he saw the little slave still standing there with a silly smile, and he naturally saw the little master in the master's arms. After not seeing each other for half a year, the child has grown up so much, and the child seems to have grown up very well, and looks very much like the master, and it is not difficult to see the shadow of the Fourth Master.

He did not call the little slave standing there stupidly, and strode away.

Qi Wanfeng did not react for a while to who Ah Wu was talking about dead. When he realized that the dead person was Young Master Sun, who they met on the street that day and wanted to take his son back by force, panic appeared on his face. How could a good person die in prison? That person was the Young Master of the Sun Guogong Mansion.

"Wanfeng, you don't have to be so scared. Sun Fusheng deserved to die. He killed countless people and took away countless good boys. It's a good thing for him to die like this." Fang Ziye noticed the fear on Qi Wanfeng's face and comforted him. "

... Well, just a little..." Qi Wanfeng said that he died like this. Thinking of the young master he met that day, he was not a good person. Although he deserved to die, he felt a little uneasy.

Seeing that the little slave waiting on the side was staring at the child in his hands and couldn't move his feet, Fang Ziye's eyes flashed with a smile, and he looked at the little slave and motioned for the little slave to come forward and hold the child.

When the little slave came forward, he handed the child to the loyal little slave.

The little slave was so happy that he couldn't tell the north from the south when he held the little master he had been thinking about so much. Ershun was extremely happy to see the little master, grinning like a little fool. He still remembered the first time he held the little master, the little master was as big as a kitten, and now he has grown so big.

When someone else held him, the little treasure glanced at the person holding him with his beautiful eyes and turned his head away. He was not shy and waved his little hands to go to the window.

"Ah ah..." Yes.

Ershun also knew that something happened outside. Even if his master didn't say it, he would know that he couldn't take the little master to the window to watch the excitement. He held the little master and coaxed him, walking around in this room, but he didn't take the little master to the window.

Knock knock... "Wanfeng, it's me." The person outside the door pushed the door open.

Qi Wanfeng heard her husband's voice, saw her husband coming up, and called out "Xiangnan".

"Yeah, evening breeze." Cao Xiangnan walked in with a smile, and saw Fang Ziye in the room at a glance. He was surprised and asked, "Zi Yu, you are here too, when did you come?" He knew something happened outside when he was downstairs, and was worried that the people upstairs were scared, so he hurried up.

"Have you seen that little guy Xiao Baoer? Does that little guy Xiao Baoer still remember you?" he asked.

Fang Ziye left when the child was only a few days old, so the child naturally didn't remember his mother. But the wonderful blood relationship tied them together, so that even though they had been separated for such a long time and hadn't seen each other, Xiao Baoer didn't reject his mother, and was vaguely close to her, as if he knew that she was his mother.

"Yeah." Fang Ziye's eyes lit up with a smile when his little treasure was mentioned, and he nodded. Seeing his little slave playing with the child, he turned around and said to Cao Xiangnan and Qi Wanfeng, "Xiangnan, Wanfeng, thank you for raising the child so well. It really is, especially... Thank you for your hard work, for raising little treasure so well."

He knew that Cao Xiangnan and Qi Wanfeng would not treat his little treasure badly. Now that he saw that the child was raised so well, Fang Ziye was sincerely grateful to these two people.

"Hey, don't be so polite. It's not a big deal to raise a child. The little baby is a good kid, and I can't wait to love him." Cao Xiangnan waved his hand nonchalantly, and his tone said that raising a child is as simple as raising a kitten.

He didn't say how difficult it was to take care of the little baby when he was little. Maybe he was not well taken care of in the womb, and his body was weak and he was often sick. I don't know how much trouble he and Wanfeng had wasted. Now that the child is older and has grown better, he is less sick and much easier to take care of. During this time outside, the child has grown a lot and is not so clingy and shy anymore.

There were times when he really wanted to spank this little rascal, but there were other times when he wanted to rub this precious lump into his bones. When talking about Xiao Baoer, Cao Xiangnan talked about it as if he was talking about his own child, as if he were treating Xiao Baoer as his own child.

"Ah ah... tsk tsk..." Xiao Baoer heard the familiar voice, turned his head to look at the person who came, his little face smiled like a blooming flower, danced with joy, and climbed over to find the familiar person.

Ershun, who was holding him, almost couldn't hold the little master steadily, and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Little guy, be careful, you might fall." Seeing this, Cao Xiangnan hurried over and took the child. The child called him "tsk tsk", actually calling him daddy. He leaned forward, and the child's soft lips kissed him, and spit on his face, "Haha, you naughty boy." He kissed him back twice, and the little baby rolled around in his arms excitedly. He taught Lele to call him daddy, and the little baby naturally learned it. On the contrary, it was his naughty child who refused to call "daddy". The little baby called him as soon as he saw him. The child could not speak clearly, so he called "ta-ta-ta", and he knew it meant daddy.

The child was raised by him, and to him, the child is like his own child, so it is not wrong for him to call him daddy.

Fang Ziye, who was sitting there, looked at Xiangnan and the child with envy. The child was not as close to him as he was to Xiangnan and Wanfeng. After all, the child was raised by Cao Xiangnan and Qi Wanfeng, so naturally he was close to them. Seeing that Xiangnan and

the child were like father and son, Fang Ziye was relieved, but he couldn't help but think of the child's other father. He wondered if that man would like and love their little Bao'er as much as Xiangnan if he knew they had another child.

"Yes, something happened outside, so I came up to see you. Are you all right here?" Cao Xiangnan walked towards Wanfeng with the little Bao'er in his arms. He didn't forget his own little boy.

He saw his little boy sleeping here with his arms and legs spread out, snoring.

As soon as Little Baoer gets close to his brother, he wants to go over to play with him. If he gets close to him, Lele will definitely get slapped. Every morning when Little Baoer wakes up early, he will wake up his brother in this rough way. Cao Ruile wishes he could avoid this unlucky brother. "Hey, no, no, don't wake up your brother. Your brother is sleeping. Do you want to sleep for a while too?" Cao Xiangnan discussed with the child. Little Baoer tilted his head and looked at him, as if he understood what he said and was still thinking.

He never treated his children as children, but as an equal being like him, who could think and make decisions for himself. But Little Baoer still seemed to be a little bit behind. He was not like his kid who was smart since he was a child and really knew everything.

"We are fine here, you don't have to worry about us." Qi Wanfeng didn't say that he was a little scared when he heard about the death of Young Master Sun. Zi Yu was right, that kind of evildoer deserved to die.

They stayed in this room and didn't go out. Whatever happened outside had nothing to do with them.

Seeing that Wanfeng, Fang Ziye and the children were all fine in the room, Cao Xiangnan was relieved.

They could hear the noise outside even when they were sitting upstairs. Young Master Sun of the Duke Sun's Mansion died in that prison for no reason. Fengdu City might not be peaceful. He originally planned to take Wanfeng and the children out for a walk, but he was afraid that they couldn't go out.

Seeing Fang Ziye looking at Xiaobaoer, Cao Xiangnan handed the child to him and said, "Come, Ziyu, hold the child." This would also separate Xiaobaoer and Lele, otherwise Xiaobaoer would really wake Lele up.

Cao Xiangnan sat down next to Wanfeng, reached out and held Wanfeng's hand, holding it in his palm. Qi Wanfeng did not pull her hand away, and turned to look at her husband. There was deep affection in their eyes as they looked at each other.

Fang Ziye, who was sitting opposite, was still thinking about the child in his arms. He touched his little baby lovingly, and his eyes were filled with reluctance. The little baby was still young and did not understand the feelings of separation of adults. He turned around in his mother's arms, not being honest for a moment, and his little hands kept touching his mother's belly. "Ah ah..." The little baby called Adi softly, wanting to ask the little brother who was still in his mother's belly to come out and play.

Cao Xiangnan noticed the serious look of the little guy and could not help but laugh.