In the dead of night, Nan Fengyi opened his eyes, while Song Ling'an, who was fast asleep next to him, was still talking in his sleep.
"Eat, eat chicken legs..."
Aunt Liu went to check where her younger sister was. Jin Si had just left, so now it really was just the two of them, the little kids.
Looking at the person sleeping soundly, Nan Fengyi had no expectations of this brat.
...
He led the person to the corner of the bed, covered them up, and acted as if no one was there. Then Nan Fengyi lay down on the side of the bed, pretending to be fast asleep.
Hearing the footsteps, Nan Fengyi was glad that he hadn't been slacking off while studying.
By the time they were two years old, their speech was already quite clear. At first, they would listen to their mother read storybooks to them every day, which were actually the Four Books and Five Classics. When they listened, they felt a sense of familiarity...
Later, I learned from Uncle Lan that when my mother was pregnant with them, she read those grand, empty books every day, and the Four Books and Five Classics were just the most basic ones...
Observe in all directions and listen to all sides.
At first, he said he wanted to learn the same martial arts as Uncle Yi Liu and the others, but his mother said that hearing and keenness were the most important.
A person entered through the window with light footsteps. Perhaps sensing that no adults were home, the footsteps gradually grew louder.
When someone picked him up, Nan Fengyi didn't move much; he just looked like he was fast asleep.
Carrying it on his shoulder, feeling the night breeze on his cheeks, Nan Fengyi knew that his things had been stolen...
On his way back, Jin Si saw a figure in red emerge from the courtyard he had just bought. His pupils widened in surprise, especially at the small figure on the shoulder.
Wow.
The young master has been stolen??
He quickly followed after them, carrying the late-night snack for them.
Two figures traversed the city. Not long after, Jin Si heard the sound that pierced the sky and immediately turned his body to the side. A sharp blade was stuck directly into the building next to him.
"Catch them!!"
It was the Imperial Guards on patrol. Jin Si's face darkened, he clicked his tongue, and then his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
When Nan Fengyi was carried on his shoulder, he opened his eyes and looked at the people chasing after him, who were probably soldiers.
The child thief, accompanied by these people, panicked at their appearance and ran in one direction until he heard the sound of a signal flare, at which point he changed direction and continued his escape.
The bustling streets dwindled, and Nan Fengyi instead saw the building getting closer and closer behind him, resplendent in gold...
The newcomer acted haphazardly, and upon seeing the dark place, immediately jumped inside.
Hiding in a large courtyard, the child thief cautiously walked in one direction, completely unaware of where he was.
Even when the Imperial Guards passed by, he would hide in the shadows, only revealing his eyes to stare at them.
...
"His Majesty."
In the dead of night, Emperor Junlan was still reviewing memorials and handling other matters when he heard Zhao Delin's voice. "What is it?"
"Thieves have entered the palace."
“Commander An is not in the palace. This old servant wants to send the Imperial Guards to arrest him.”
Di Junlan put down his pen. "Which direction?"
"It seems to be in the direction of the Red Phoenix Palace."
Emperor Junlan waved his hand, "I will go and take a look."
What kind of thief can get into the palace?
Zhao Delin followed behind him. The Red Phoenix Palace—wasn't this the former Cold Palace?
His Majesty never deals with matters of the inner palace, so naturally he is unfamiliar with these palaces...
………
Nan Fengyi was being held by one hand. The man in red was wearing a mask. He put him down after his gaze fell on a certain spot.
"Be a good boy and listen to me, or I'll pull out your tongue."
Nan Fengyi nodded, then watched as the man quickly surveyed his surroundings. Sensing something was amiss, he picked him up again.
A sharp blade sliced through the sky, flying past the man's right side.
Looking down, he saw that the entire palace was surrounded by imperial guards carrying torches and swords.
Nan Fengyi raised an eyebrow slightly, while the man next to her panicked for a moment.
"Why are there so many people?"
Where has he come from? Why are there so many imperial guards?
"Take it down!"
As he prepared to run with the child in his arms, he realized he was already surrounded, without a single gap...
If he were alone, he would be confident of escaping, but he didn't want to let go of the little guy he was currently holding...
In the darkness, Zhao Delin stood to the side, looking at the man on the roof, especially when he was carrying a child in his hand, and he understood what had been circulating in the capital recently.
Although many of the children who stole the children were eventually found, some were never recovered... and their whereabouts remain unknown.
Di Junlan looked at the child. Because of the darkness, he couldn't see what the child looked like clearly, but when the child's gaze fell on him, it carried a hint of inquiry...
When Nan Fengyi saw the person below, his pupils contracted, and his eyes showed doubt and shock.
picture.
The younger sister resembles this person seven-tenths, while he resembles the mother seven-tenths...
Although they are twins, they look quite different. Everyone says he resembles his mother, but... the younger sister only looks three-tenths like her mother. No one has ever mentioned their so-called father to them...
But now, he had a different idea in his mind.
Suddenly, she turned her head and bit the man next to her. The moment the man let go in pain, Nan Fengyi fell from the high roof.
For some reason, Di Junlan's pupils contracted, and he immediately disappeared from the spot. When he caught the child, someone hugged his neck.
"Grab him."
Upon hearing those words, Nan Fengyi felt reassured by the voice.
Perhaps, he already had the answer in his heart.
She tugged at the man's hand, her voice barely audible to Di Junlan. Though her voice was childish, it carried an inexplicable calmness. "Let him go. He has other children. We need to find his hideout..."
Di Junlan was taken aback and looked at Zhao Delin, who immediately understood.
So, once Di Junlan carried the person to a safe place, those people naturally let up without making a sound while they were making their arrest...
The man in red was stabbed, but escaped.
"Chase."
The deputy commander of the Imperial Guards sent people to chase after and capture them, actually to give their mother-in-law a break.
Di Junlan then looked down at the boy in his arms, whose head was buried in his chest.
He doesn't reject the child.
When Zhao Delin arrived at his palace, he was stunned and dropped the basin of water he was carrying.
Seeing his expression, the deputy commander next to him couldn't help but glance inside, and what he saw was astonishing.
Di Junlan looked down at the boy standing on the bed, especially at his eyes and the face that bore a striking resemblance to his old friend, which made him momentarily dazed...
At the same time, he thought of the person he had kept hidden in his heart for a long time, Murong Jin.
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