"How dare you say that? Do you know how much we worry about you?" Ye Dashan scolded with a stern face.
Ye Feiyun frowned and trembled when he heard the words, but he felt something was wrong in his heart: Why is there something wrong with my father today?
He hesitated and said, "Dad, you..."
"What are you talking about! Kneel down!" Ye Dashan shouted again.
Ye Feiyun's body trembled, and he quickly straightened up and knelt on the ground.
Just then.
Ye Feiyun was still wondering what went wrong when a voice suddenly came to his ears.
"Oh, by the way, let me ask you this! Do you remember the year I was promoted to a second-rank official?"
Ye Feiyun, who was kneeling on the ground, frowned even more. Is there any connection between these two things?
He didn't understand why Ye Dashan suddenly asked this.
But after thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's twelve years of hard work."
He traveled through time and inherited all the memories of the original owner, so he naturally blurted out the words without hesitation.
Ye Dashan's expression brightened slightly. He took a deep breath and then asked, "When is your mother's birthday?"
Although Ye Feiyun didn't know what Ye Dashan meant, he answered after thinking for a while.
Seeing Ye Feiyun answering fluently, Ye Dashan's chubby face finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes looking at Ye Feiyun were more tender.
He no longer had the ferocious look he had before.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Ye Feiyun asked in confusion.
This completely confused him.
Why is the introduction and conclusion inconsistent?
What on earth is Dad doing?
Could it be that my father has become confused before anything happened to me?
Ye Feiyun looked confused, raised his head slightly and looked at it carefully.
"call!"
"It seems you are indeed my son!"
Ye Dashan stood up at this moment and sighed.
Ye Feiyun is numb...
What do you mean I am your son?
If I am not your son, then who am I?
But then, Ye Feiyun seemed to have seen something terrible, his pupils suddenly shrank, his body stepped back, and he moved backward using his hands and feet.
"Dad...you you you you..."
He actually saw an extremely sharp dagger hidden behind Ye Dashan!
In the sunlight, it is flashing a faint cold light.
Could it be that the previous one was a question with a prize for answering on the road, and if you answered correctly, you'd get thirteen swords?!
Oh shit!
Seeing this, Ye Dashan was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, slowly placed the dagger on the table, and sighed: "Ah! This is a long story, so let's not talk about it!"
After he and Long Aotian met in the palace, he felt more and more that something was wrong.
I feel that Ye Feiyun in the mansion is definitely not the real boss.
He made a plan. If Ye Feiyun couldn't answer, he would kill the impostor in front of him without saying a word.
Ye Feiyun is still deeply doubting his life...
Before he could come to his senses, Ye Dashan walked straight towards him and hugged him in his arms.
"Yun'er, do you know how worried your mother and I are about you?"
Ye Feiyun only felt that Ye Dashan's huge body was wrapping him up. His eyes were still confused, but a warm current flowed through his heart.
My dad is still the most reliable.
That damn Long Aotian, that damn Mu Tianhao, they both want to kill me.
"My son...!" Ye Dashan's mountain-like body sobbed and trembled. At this moment, the head of the six ministers of the Dagan Dynasty who had the final say.
Ye Dashan couldn't stop crying for a moment.
"Dad...it's okay...I'm back..."
Ye Feiyun couldn't help feeling touched and gently patted the other person's back with his hand.
Since traveling to the Dagan Dynasty, these two elders in front of him have been the closest to him.
"I know...my son..."
Ye Dashan's chubby body continued to tremble, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
Ye Feiyun: ???
But he felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart.
How could he not know what his father was talking about...
Long Aotian, just wait for me!
Sooner or later, I will settle these accounts with you one by one, including principal and interest.
Ye Feiyun gritted his teeth and had already made up his mind.
Since Long Aotian doesn't want to make things easy for me, I'll just fight to the death.
At worst, we can fight to the death and see who will have the last laugh.
"Okay, since you're okay, Daddy is relieved."
After a long time, Ye Dashan finally let go of Ye Feiyun. There were still traces of tears in his red eyes, and he was crying.
Obviously, Ye Dashan was heartbroken about Ye Feiyun's affairs during this period.
"Dad..." Ye Feiyun hesitated, as if he wanted to say something else.
"Okay, since everything is fine, it's a great joy for our Ye family. Go and see your mother."
Ye Dashan waved his hand, as if he didn't want to show this look in front of his son. He wiped his tears, turned around and turned his back.
Ye Feiyun was stunned for a moment, his eyes inexplicably sore, and he immediately responded: "Okay, Dad. Then I will go find Mom now."
"good."
At this moment, an anxious announcement suddenly came from outside the mansion: "Master, Master, there is someone outside the door asking to see you."
Ye Feiyun was in a bad mood at the moment. He frowned and yelled at the top of his voice, "Who the hell are you? What are you doing here at the Ye Mansion at this time?"
"Master, it's Mu Yanyun, Princess Mu."
The servant outside the door answered tremblingly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the father and son in the room changed and they looked at each other, with a hint of shock in each of their eyes.
Why would Mu Yanyun come to Ye Mansion at this moment?
Besides, I just came out of the palace, why did she come to my door?
Ye Feiyun's eyes turned, and after a moment of thought, he felt that something was wrong.
"Yun'er, this..." Ye Dashan also frowned and was about to speak.
"Dad, it's okay, leave this to me."
Ye Feiyun walked quickly to Ye Dashan, put the dagger that Ye Dashan had previously used on his waist, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Dad, don't worry. If I can't handle this well, I will be your grandson."
"This...this..." Ye Dashan looked confused and a little flustered, as if he wanted to say something.
Before he could finish, Ye Feiyun pushed open the door and ran out in a hurry.
"Mu Yanyun, Mu his legs!"
I just came out of the palace. Even if Mu Yanyun came to find me, she couldn't be so anxious.
Ye Feiyun only thought about it for a moment and subconsciously guessed that the person who came to find him must be that bastard Long Aotian.
It's not enough to kick someone when they're down, they also want to kill them all.
"Okay, let's have some fun." Ye Feiyun walked quickly, hatred surging in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the sharp knife at his waist.
Ye Feiyun hurried over and just as he arrived outside the courtyard gate, he saw several beautiful figures standing in groups of three or two at the door. One of them was Mu Yanyun, who was wearing a brocade robe.
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