Chapter 632 Look how excited the child is, his hands are shaking.
The monster chuckled coldly, "Not tasty? You look delicious! How would you know if you don't try it!"
With a leap, it opened its blood-red maw, as if to swallow Di Youming whole!
Emperor Youming, having learned some basics at Divine Calculation Mountain, tossed a talisman into the ghost's mouth.
boom!
Flames spewed from the monster's mouth.
But it was completely unharmed.
Di Youming appeared calm, but inside he was in a panic. He stood up and made a move to run outside.
"Trying to run? Where do you think you can run to!" The dark shadow suddenly stretched out its sharp claws and quickly grabbed Di Youming's ankle.
The boy was pulled and thrown to the ground.
Just as he was about to be dragged into the gaping maw of blood!
Sizzle!
It was the sound of a sharp sword piercing the air.
The ghost let out a loud cry and instantly turned into a phantom and vanished.
As the illusory image dissipated, a dark figure stood behind it, a somewhat familiar figure.
The figure slowly emerged from the shadows. "Luckily I arrived in time. Are you alright? Huh?"
It's Xiao Tang!
Di Youming was stunned. "Your Majesty... Your Majesty's Aunt? What are you doing here?"
Did it appear out of thin air?
That's amazing.
Xiao Tang said calmly, "It's nothing, I just came to see you."
Although Xiao Tang is currently disguised and dressed in black men's clothing, which is rather large, it looks like he hastily put on his uncle's men's clothing to make up the numbers.
Looking at Xiao Tang's face again, he had a scruffy beard.
It looks completely out of place.
Xiao Tang's men's clothing did not belong to Di Jingling; it was made by someone she had made, but the size was wrong, which is why the clothes look like this now.
She felt helpless.
If it's made of imperial feathers, then it's even more impossible to wear it.
Di Youming's lips twitched. "Royal Aunt?"
Not hearing any response from Xiao Tang, he wondered if he was hallucinating.
Xiao Tang strode over and patted his head. "You brat, you ran here all by yourself. It made me worry. You're really something!"
Having been slapped hard, Di Youming covered his head.
"Aunt, didn't you also sneak here...? Does Uncle know?"
"Of course he knows."
Di Youming was surprised, "He...agreed?"
Is this still the same royal uncle he knows?
Xiao Tang gave a soft "hmm," her face full of pride. "See? Your royal uncle listens to me like this. Wherever I say we go, we go. He doesn't dare to disobey me."
Although...
Emperor Youming was somewhat skeptical.
It's possible that the Empress's aunt used some underhanded tricks.
Xiao Tang's gaze swept across the entire room.
This house is very simple.
It should be noted that although Di Youming did not have the love of his parents since childhood, he still lived in the royal palace and was well-fed and clothed. Even though the conditions on Shensuan Mountain were not as good as those in the Regent's Palace, they were still top-notch.
This place is really dark and damp now.
It's also the place where evil spirits like to stay.
Xiao Tang looked around. "You live here?"
"yes……"
"Really, no wonder countless evil spirits are flying around outside, waiting to get close to you." Xiao Tang pouted and handed over the peach wood sword she had just used to stab the ghost.
"Take this for protection."
“Royal Aunt!” Di Youming frowned. “Did you come up here to see me? I…”
"Yes, and also, don't call me 'Royal Aunt' in front of outsiders. Call me 'Uncle.' Look at me right now, don't I look like your uncle?"
Xiao Tang shook his black robe.
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was acting.
Di Youming twitched his lips as he looked her up and down, and finally nodded blankly.
They're not just dissimilar, they're completely unrelated.
But since his aunt had come to see him personally, he still had to go along with her.
“If you’re looking for your father, I’ll give you a clue.” Xiao Tang took Di Jingling’s letter and handed it to Di Youming.
This is a letter written by Emperor Youming's biological father.
Every word was written clearly. Although Di Youming had never met his biological father, he felt an extraordinary sense of familiarity upon seeing the handwriting…
“This is my father…” Di Youming’s fingers traced the words on it, his heart trembling, his fingers shaking with excitement.
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