Fengdu City is colder than other places. The snow outside never stops. The house is warm, and the people who stay inside don't want to go outside. Now his belly is getting bigger day by day. He can't sleep well at night. Fang Ziye lies lazily on the recliner in the house and reads a book. He doesn't read much of the book in his hand.

He can't lie down or sit for a long time now. When he gets tired, he will get up and walk around in the house. I remember Cao Xiangnan said that walking is good for the baby in the belly, and it was thanks to Xiangnan and Wanfeng's care when the baby was born. At

this time last year, he was still pregnant with his baby, and this year the baby in his belly is about to be born. Thinking of his baby, he doesn't know how old his baby is now, whether he can walk and talk.

Fang Ziye knew something about what happened in the palace recently. The power of the Sun Guogong Mansion had been reduced and it was no longer the same as before. He also knew that Feng Chengyong had been released from the Tianjian Mansion. Now that the Feng Mansion was gone, Feng Chengyong probably didn't know that his son was with him. If Fang Ziye had any selfish thoughts, he would not have returned the child to Feng Chengyong and kept this smart and clever child with him.

"Xiao Li'er, do you miss your father?" He asked the child who was accompanying him.

Xiao Li'er raised his head and looked at the person who asked him the question with clear eyes, but did not speak.

"Come here." Fang Ziye waved his hand and asked the child to come over.

The little slave who was serving beside him put on little Li'er's little shoes and carried little Li'er down. Xiao Li'er approached Momo, his eyes fell on Momo's big belly, and asked, "Is my brother in here?"

"Yes." Speaking of the child in his belly, Fang Ziye smiled faintly. He was reluctant to face the child in his belly at first, but now he is slowly accepting it. He can feel that the child is growing up day by day, and it is time for the child to come to this world and meet him.

"Momo, can Li'er touch it?" With something more attractive to him, he seemed to have forgotten his father.

Fang Ziye generously let Xiao Li'er stretch out his hand to touch the child in his belly, his eyes full of pity. So when Feng Lingxiao arrived, he heard the laughter of the child in the room. The servant outside shouted "Master" and opened the door.

When Feng Lingxiao entered, he saw the little hand of the child in the room touching Fang Ziye's belly. Seeing the bright smile on this person's face, an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. His Royal Highness King Yi would never admit that he was jealous of a little child.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Ziye looked up and saw the person coming in. The smile on his face did not fade, with curved eyebrows. This person looked very good when he smiled. However, when the smiling child saw the master coming in, it was like seeing a flood and a beast. The smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and his little body wanted to hide.

"Ershun, take Xiao Li'er down." Fang Ziye asked the servant to take the child over, so that the man would not scare the child.

King Yi was satisfied.

"Feng Chengyong has been released?" Fang Ziye found it funny again when he saw the childish look of His Royal Highness Prince Yi. Thinking of Feng Chengyong being released from prison, he was thinking about how to send Xiao Li'er back to his father.

After all, as a mother now, Fang Ziye also knew what a child meant to a father and mother. He didn't dare to think that if his little baby was gone one day, he probably wouldn't be able to survive. It is a fact that the Feng family is gone now, but fortunately there is still a little Li'er with him. Feng Chengyong should also be thankful in his heart, after all, there is still a little child.

"Yeah." Feng Lingxiao sat next to Fang Ziye, took the book from his hand and put it aside, and reached out to touch the child in Fang Ziye's belly. Why can the child be touched, but he, the father, can't touch it!

He let the big hand touch his belly. The baby in his belly might know that his father came to see him, and kicked his little feet to greet his father. Fang Ziye endured the torment of the father and son and asked about the case of Young Master Sun and how Feng Chengyong handled it. "Suicide!" Fourth Master Feng uttered two words.

So the final verdict of the case was that Young Master Sun died in prison. Who could be blamed? Therefore , Feng Chengyong, the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture, was released from the prison of Tianjian Prefecture and reinstated.

How Young Master Sun died was not unknown. The Sun Guogong Mansion pushed the blame on Feng Chengyong and killed dozens of lives in the Feng Mansion. Today, the power of the Duke Sun's Mansion has been taken back. Even if they cry and plead, it is impossible for Prefect Feng to pay for their grandson's life.

The old Duke Sun, who returned to the mansion, suddenly looked old. When he learned that his brother had committed suicide by cutting his wrists in the palace, he became ill and lay in bed. For a man with one foot half in the coffin, his days of living are almost over.

However, after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. How could the old Duke Sun be willing to see the Duke Sun's Mansion end today? No matter what, his brother is the emperor in the harem, and his grandson has the opportunity to sit on the throne of the prince and the position of the emperor. As long as his grandson becomes the emperor, it will be easy for the Duke Sun's Mansion to restore its status.

As for the grandson who was gone, he let his son raise the concubine's son, and the illegitimate son became the legitimate son. They were all the offspring of their Sun family. With this continuous bloodline, their Sun Guogong Mansion would be there for thousands of generations.

However, when she knew that Feng Chengyong was released from the Tianjian Mansion and their grandson was sentenced to commit suicide in prison, the old wife of the Sun Guogong cried a lot and wanted to go out to seek justice.

"You should be quiet! What time is it now? You just make a fuss all day long, crying and crying! Do you want me to die earlier... cough cough cough..." Sun Guogong, who was lying on the bed, knew it, scolded him, and coughed again. The servants beside him hurried forward to serve their old man.

"Master! No, it's not..." The old lady of the Duke Sun covered her face and cried, only shouting that her grandson was innocent.

Little did she know how her grandson died! If she knew, the old lady would not dare to cry so loudly.

Standing in front of the ruined Feng Mansion, a tear slid down Feng Chengyong's face. It is said that men are frivolous, but it is not to the point of being heartbroken. After all, he killed his mother, wife and children. There are more than 20 lives in the Feng Mansion. His mother, his wife, and his son all died because of him.

"Master!" The master holding an umbrella saw their master crying and told them everything that happened in Fengdu City.

Since their master was taken away by the Tianjian Mansion, Master also thought that their master would never get out of the Tianjian Mansion. Now their master has come out of the Tianjian Mansion, and his official position has been restored. He is still the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture.

If you survive a disaster, you will definitely have good fortune in the future!

"Sun Bicheng! I, Feng Chengyong, will never coexist with you. If I, Feng Chengyong, don't get back the 28 lives of the Feng Mansion, I, Feng Chengyong, will be unworthy of being a human being, and I will be sorry for my dead mother, wife and children, and the more than 20 lives in this mansion!" Standing in the snow, Feng Chengyong swore that he must seek justice for their Feng Mansion.

Knowing that Feng Fuyin had come out of the prison of the Tianjian Mansion, His Royal Highness the King of Wings kindly sent someone to pick up Feng Chengyong.

Being secretly brought here, standing in the empty room, Feng Chengyong's face was normal. Having experienced life and death, there was nothing that could make him afraid. He stood there calmly waiting for the master who invited him to appear. Feng Chengyong never

thought that the person he was waiting for was not the master who invited him, but his son.

"Dad!" The little boy standing at the side door saw the familiar figure standing there, stretched out his little hands and rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was still not awake. After rubbing for a while, he found that his dad was still standing there. He shouted, then stepped over the threshold with his short legs and ran towards his dad standing there.

Hearing his little boy's voice, Feng Chengyong thought it was his hallucination.

Until he rushed over and a little boy hugged his legs, he lowered his head and looked at the little boy hugging his legs.

"Dad, don't you recognize Li'er?" Little Li'er felt a little aggrieved, and seeing that his dad ignored him, he pouted and was about to cry. He had experienced the destruction of his family at a young age, and now he finally saw his dad, but his dad still ignored him.

Thinking of this, little Li'er burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow... Dad, don't ignore Li'er, wow wow..."

After hearing the crying of the child, Feng Chengyong was sure that the one holding him was really his little Li'er, his child. He was panicked and happy. He squatted down and saw his crying child. He hurriedly coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's Dad, Li'er, it's Dad, it's Dad."

Feng Chengyong held his child and cried and laughed. He didn't know how his child appeared here. Seeing that his child was still alive and well, it was like a dream. He pinched himself hard and found that he was not dreaming, but really knew that the father and son in the room were crying together, and knew that Feng Chengyong made little Li'er cry. Someone cursed, but no one else appeared. King Yi, who was accompanying him in the house, could not let this man go out. He called Feng Chengyong over and told him to let his father take the child back and not leave him here.

As if he knew what this man was thinking, Fang Ziye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Please, brother, thank your master on my behalf. By the way, I would like to tell your master that I have no way to repay this great favor. If there is a day when I need your help, even if it means risking my life, I will do it." He took his child out and met the servants waiting outside. Knowing that his master would not come out to see him, Feng Chengyong took his child out and said, "Okay, Master Feng, please leave." He waved to let someone send Master Feng away, and the man went to report to his master.

As Xiao Li'er left, she looked back every few steps, as if she was reluctant to leave, and kept looking towards the corner. A black figure standing behind a pillar holding a sword looked at Xiao Li'er, and only turned away when he could no longer see Xiao Li'er.