Chapter 11 Jealousy? Pu Tingsong can kidnap the child, why...

Jiang Qiyan felt his husband's fingers moving gently to the lower right, from the brow bone to the end of the eye.

Pu Tingsong's tone sounded a little nonchalant for some reason, "You can't leave me for a while?"

Actually not.

But whenever I feel uncomfortable, I always think of my husband first.

The gentleman's fingers gently wiped the corners of his eyes, carefully wiping away the tears before they fell.

"Why do you feel so aggrieved? Your eyes are so red." The voice was very soft, like a cattail leaf floating on the river.

"Be good, don't cry. I will help Xiao Qiyan vent his anger, okay?"

Just like those pieces of porcelain that were waved away by sleeves yesterday.

Why would such a thoughtful gentleman support him without even asking him the ins and outs of the matter?

Jiang Qiyan sensed his husband's indifference from Pu Tingsong's nonchalant tone.

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, but it does matter what happened.

The gentleman said he wanted to vent his anger just because his eyes were red, it was that simple.

The gentleman's stance seemed to always be on his side, and his pampering of him seemed to have no limit.

But is he really worth it?

His little face was gently pinched, and Pu Tingsong lowered his head and asked him, "Do you want to go to the study with the teacher or..."

Jiang Qiyan didn't realize that this was a test. He shook his head and said, "I'm playing hide-and-seek with Brother Fang. He hasn't found me yet. If I leave now, he won't be happy."

So Pu Tingsong straightened up and withdrew his hand calmly, "It's still early, let's continue playing."

"You really won't follow?"

Jiang Qi realized belatedly that this was a bit dangerous.

Why is sir staring at the veins on his neck?

After looking at it for a long time, he actually felt a dull pain in that place, as if it was being pinched by an invisible big hand.

It's a bit hard to breathe.

Jiang Qiyan swallowed his saliva and took a small step back.

Just such a small step caused the gaze to move from his neck to his eyes. The moment their eyes met, the deep look in her eyes made him dare not move at all.

"Go and have fun." After a long while, he retracted his gaze. "Take it easy, just don't set my mansion on fire."

He doesn't play with fire, so how could he set fire to such a huge Imperial Master's Mansion?

Jiang Qiyan nodded hesitantly, "Don't worry, sir. I'll only play for a short while and will be back soon."

Pu Tingsong nodded and watched him leave.

Jiang Qiyan walked towards the woodshed according to his memory. Fang Wuming had not come to find him yet, and he was worried that Fang Wuming was lost.

If Fang Wuming doesn't come to find him, then he will go to find Fang Wuming. If he loses the game, he loses. He doesn't want anything to happen to the friend he just met.

Jiang Qiyan walked through the entire main courtyard but couldn't find Fang Wuming.

We agreed not to go into the room, could it be that Fang Wuming went to another courtyard?

Jiang Qiyan looked at the locked gate and hesitated for a long time.

"Fang Wuming..."

"Fang Wuming?"

He raised his voice a little, "Fang Wuming, are you in there? You can't go to a locked place. I'm not hiding there. Come out quickly!"

No one answered.

Across countless locked courtyards, Fang Wuming was searching for clues in the East Courtyard.

This is the courtyard where Pu Tingsong lived when Mr. Pu was still alive.

After Mr. Pu passed away, Pu Tingsong moved to the main courtyard.

Fang Wuming knew that there was probably nothing left here, but he could observe the traces of Pu Tingsong's past life to judge what weaknesses this person had.

There were no unexpected gains. It was absolutely empty here, terribly deserted.

Fang Wuming walked into the bedroom, but found it still empty. Not to mention finding anything, there was nothing in it but dust and cobwebs, which made him cough continuously.

Suddenly, Fang Wuming shouted, "Who?!"

There seemed to be slight footsteps on the beams!

Something seemed to flash before my eyes, blurring my vision.

When he regained clarity, Fang Wuming saw a person sitting on the window frame, waving a folding fan that looked extremely noisy!

Why is he fanning himself in the middle of winter? Is he crazy?

"I don't know who you are..." Fang Wuming bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here to play with the young master. If you are not allowed to enter here, Wuming will leave now."

"Fang. Wu. Ming." The man was still waving his folding fan, savoring each word, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, why can't I find such a person in the Ministry of Revenue?"

"This..." Fang Wuming tightened his sleeves, "Maybe the Ministry of Personnel missed it in the records..."

"Oh," the man folded his folding fan and grinned, "That makes sense. I'll ask the young master to report that old man tomorrow. The old minister just likes to have blurry eyes when he gets old, right? This..."

Qin Shizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, "This young man——"

"What do you think?"

Fang Wuming clenched his fingers even tighter.

Boy! This person is talking about a boy! Could he...?

How is that possible! He now looks like a child!

"If my chief is not confused yet, I remember that the Minister of Personnel and Fang... the former Prime Minister, are old acquaintances, right?" Qin Shizhi deliberately emphasized the word "former".

Fang Wuming gritted his teeth and said, "How would I know?"

"Of course you don't know," Qin Shizhi lightly raised his folding fan and tapped Fang Wuming's forehead, "You don't know, but this Pavilion Master knows, because..."

Qin Shizhi put away his folding fan and smiled more sincerely, "This Pavilion Master knows everything."

How can anyone boast about himself like this? This is too shameless.

"Your Excellency is so powerful. I am just a commoner, so I am naturally not as good as the Pavilion Master."

Fang Wuming said humbly, "I still have to entertain the young master. Please excuse me and leave first."

As soon as Fang Wuming turned around, he was stopped by someone, "Slow down."

"Master Fang's technique of nearly rejuvenating oneself has opened my eyes. Why don't you discuss it with me?"

Just at this moment, a faint calling voice came into my ears from far away.

"No, let's do it another day." Fang Wuming smiled and bowed, "You see, the young master couldn't find me, and he got anxious and called my name outside."

"Oh?" Qin Shizhi waved his folding fan and smiled, "Then it seems that this pavilion master is indeed disappointed?"

"I am truly honored by your kindness, Master. However, I have something urgent to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Qin Shizhi looked at Fang Wuming's back as he put down his arrogant attitude and fled, then he touched his beardless chin and smiled.

"Since the young master refused to give me a holiday, I can only think of a way to make trouble for you, Mr. Fang."

"Let me relax for a few days, and then I will catch you soon~"

Jiang Qiyan's brows furrowed as he watched Fang Wuming actually climb out from the wall.

"You are not honest." Jiang Qiyan thought over and over with his little brain, but he couldn't think of any reason why Fang Wuming would run to the locked yard to find him. He couldn't climb over the wall, and this was the Emperor's Master's Mansion, and there was no hole for him to drill into.

Fang Wuming must not be an ordinary person. Fang Wuming is only a little older than him, so how could he be able to climb walls and fly over rooftops?

Can an ordinary family raise such a martial arts genius?

It would be fine if she was just a teenager, but Fang Wuming is so young.

"Who are you?" Jiang Qiyan's vigilance had been aroused, so it was impossible to wear it down easily. "Just stand there and don't come near me!"

Fang Wuming knew this, so he stopped and didn't approach. He just smiled and said, "Yanyan... do you believe me... Brother..."

"You didn't tell me your real name or your identity. I can't trust you. I won't be friends with a liar."

"Alas," Fang Wuming sighed, spreading his hands, "Do you know Xunhualou? I am actually the illegitimate son of Qin Ge's family. My mother's surname is Fang, and Fang Wuming is actually my real name. It's just because my mother hated the watery Yanghua surnamed Qin, she didn't even leave me a name, and abandoned her to find a new love, so she called me Wuming to remind herself that the surname Qin is a bastard who deceives people's feelings."

Is that true?

That Brother Fang is so pitiful. Brother Fang's name is the same as his, and their origins are both so bad...

"Master Qin sent people everywhere to catch me." Fang Wuming tried to take a small step closer. Seeing that Jiang Qiyan did not retreat, he took another big step and took Jiang Qiyan's hands. "To be honest, Master Qin is... he is a pervert. He likes to catch children and cook them into soup! He especially likes to eat his own children. Over the years, he has eaten at least 80 illegitimate children!"

Fang Wuming was crying as he spoke, "I finally managed to escape while he was adding fuel to the fire. Yanyan, are you willing to chase me away and let me be captured and eaten by the owner of Qin Pavilion?"

Jiang Qiyan's eyes widened, and his big eyes were filled with shock.

Does the owner of Xunhua Pavilion like to eat people?

Is it so scary?

"I... I won't chase you away. You're really pitiful. Brother Fang, you're much more powerful than me. If I were caught, I would probably be petrified. But you were able to escape. You really..."

Jiang Qiyan imitated his teacher, stood on tiptoe and touched Fang Wuming's head, "You are really strong!"

The smile on Fang Wuming's face froze for a moment, looking extremely unnatural.

He was actually touched on the head by a little kid? How could this little fool believe such a ridiculous thing? He was so easy to fool, wasn't he?

Does he believe anything anyone tells him?

If anyone comes to string candied haws together for him, will he just follow that person obediently and even help count the money after being sold?

No, this is too cute, isn't it? Fang Wuming commented in his heart: silly and cute.

No wonder he was fooled by that old fox Pu Tingsong.

If Pu Tingsong can kidnap a child, why can't Fang Wuming do the same?

"Yanyan," Fang Wuming's smile became more and more kind, "Please forgive me, brother. I was really afraid of being eaten, so I didn't dare to tell Yanyan about my life experience. It is said that Master Qin and Master Emperor have a life-threatening relationship, and I am too scared..."

"It's okay. Brother Fang has difficulties, and Yanyan understands." Jiang Qiyan showed a nice smile, as if he wanted to use this smile to comfort Fang Wuming.

From Fang Wuming's angle, he could see that there were two slightly pointed teeth on each of his upper and lower rows of teeth.

Four little canine teeth?

These little teeth...only kittens would grow like this, right?

Looking at it this way, this little prince is really so weak, no wonder that old fox is always thinking about him!