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Chapter 47 The wings are hard
As a little white lotus flower, Sheng Minglin couldn't be more familiar with his father's expression. He chuckled in his heart, stood up and followed him out.

Prince Duan and Princess Duan were left laughing at each other.

A family like theirs cares very much about their children. No matter who takes them out, there will definitely be capable people around to watch them, so of course they are relieved. But Sheng Minglin is worried and insists on following him to see them, and Prince Duan will not give it. He explained that the brat didn’t ask him anyway, right?

Anyway, Sheng Minglin followed him out.

Hengchihengchi finally climbed to the top of the mountain, only to find that several of the long followers around Prince Duan had also followed and were looking after him from a distance. Judging from the posture of the dragon and the tiger, they should all be practitioners. son.

What can I say, Prince Duan is still reliable? This is a plan that can save Zhuzhu even if the seventh prince suddenly goes crazy and runs away.

Sheng Minglin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at it from a distance for a while.

Maybe it's because Zhuzhu is so easy to catch and can't catch up with others, so they have to touch the palms of their hands in every game, and they act like a blind man alone.

Daiduanzi can only shoot with the back of his hands, and every time he is about to shoot, his little hands are arranged behind his little head in advance, and he works very hard.

She was only a little tall, and the two companions saw it as soon as they lowered their eyes, so they all cooperated with her in shooting with the back of her hand. The seventh prince obviously didn't think much about it. He was careful, so...he was the blind man in every game.

Although...but...what kind of companion reading is this?

As expected of Qihanhan, can’t you tell?
Sheng Minglin shook his head and looked around again. It seemed that there was no danger. There was also a circle of servants guarding the mountainside. He felt relieved and found a shade to sit down. He took out the book in his sleeve and read it.

As a book lover, as soon as he reads a book, he sinks into it and cannot hear anything until he feels a pain in his elbow and something hits his arm.

Sheng Minglin was startled and raised his head suddenly.

I first looked at the dumplings and saw a few people having fun. Then I turned back and looked at the top of my head. This was a poplar tree, and it should not drop anything.

The next moment, someone said: "Minglin! Minglin!"

As soon as Sheng Minglin turned his head, he saw Chen Qingyu hiding under the slope not far away, smiling sarcastically at him.

Sheng Minglin frowned.

He had previously ordered his servants to give him 20 taels of silver a month, but it has only been more than ten days now. He has not sent any silver yet, nor has he reported it over there. It is probably because nothing serious happened, why Chen Qingyu Did you actually find it here?
Sheng Minglin thought in his heart, but on the surface, he walked over calmly: "Why is uncle here?"

Chen Qingyu said vaguely: "I happened to be playing at the foot of the mountain with a few friends. I heard you were here, so I came over to see you. Long time no see, Minglin, do you have any money in your hand? I I came to you because I really had no other choice..."

Sheng Minglin said solemnly: "I have no money, uncle. If you are willing to go home and live without going out or seeing guests, I will naturally provide you with good food and provide for you in your old age. But if you want to gamble, it will cost you tens of millions." cannot."

Chen Qingyu glared: "You...I am your elder, please stop meddling in my business!"

"Okay," Sheng Minglin didn't care at all: "I don't care about you, so don't come to me."

Chen Qingyu said angrily: "Okay, you kid's wings are stiff and you turn your back on me and don't recognize anyone!"

Sheng Minglin looked at him calmly and did not argue.

Chen Qingyu was so angry that his eyes were red: "Do you believe me or not... I asked people from the gambling house to ask you for debts!"

"Okay, come on!" Sheng Minglin chuckled: "I don't know which gambling house is so capable that it dares to ask for debts from the palace."

Chen Qingyu cursed loudly: "Little bastard, when you entered Prince Duan's Mansion, you really treated yourself like a piece of cake. Do you think Prince Duan really treats you as his son? He doesn't know how disgusting he is with you! When he kicks you out, I see you still How arrogant..."

What does this mean?
Sheng Minglin frowned and took a step forward.

The seventh prince who was not far away also heard the sound and came over: "Sheng Minglin, who is it? I think I heard someone choking?"

He had "Could there have been a fight" written all over his face?

Sheng Minglin quickly turned around and responded to him. When he turned back, Chen Qingyu had already rolled away and fled.The Seventh Prince came over quickly and looked at his back: "Who is this?"

Sheng Minglin said quietly: "My uncle."

"Your uncle?" The seventh prince was puzzled: "Your uncle, why did he chase the dog... No, I mean, why did he run away?"

Sheng Minglin thought for a moment and suddenly asked him: "Do you know about my family?"

The seventh prince shook his head: "I don't know, what happened to your family?"

"It's okay," Sheng Minglin shook his head: "Zhuzhu called you, go quickly."

The seventh prince frowned: "Children are troublesome," while running over quickly: "Okay, stop screaming! Here we come!"

Sheng Minglin didn't notice that Prince Duan's long follower glanced here not far away.

He frowned, mentally gathering the information.

Princess Duan once said that her grandfather was the teacher of Emperor Mingxi.

However, since he lived with his grandfather, Emperor Mingxi has not sent anyone there, nor has Prince Duan.

On weekdays, even if it was his grandfather's birthday, he would only meet his grandfather's apprentices twice. Grandpa did not introduce them to them, nor did he talk to them much. He did not leave any food. On weekdays, almost no one came, including their grandparents and grandchildren. The two of them depend on each other for life.

Something must have happened in the meantime.

Could it be that grandpa made some huge mistakes in the government?

there,

Qihanhan finally realized something was wrong: "What's going on? Why am I the only one who is blind?"

Nai Tuanzi was also tired from running, his hot little face was flushed, and every little hair bag was scattered. While huffing and panting, he ran over to comfort him: "Qiguoguo, don't, don't be angry, Zhuzhu will accompany you as a blind man. .”

She held his hand with both hands and asked him to tie the black cloth on her face: "Zhuzhu can just be blind."

"That's not necessary," the seventh prince coughed, a little embarrassed, "I just feel like something is wrong, right? Is my luck so bad?"

The two companion readers giggled and did not answer.

The seventh prince sat down on the bluestone next to him and stretched out his legs: "Forget it, it's too hot. Get some water."

The servant quickly handed over the water, and Zhuzhu sat directly on his lap. She also imitated him and straightened her legs, stepping on his feet with her little feet: "Zhuzhu, drink some water too."

The seventh prince removed the cup in surprise: "No, why don't you treat yourself as an outsider? Did I let you sit?"

"what?"

Naituanzi didn't understand.

She was exhausted from running, so she simply lay back, and just in time to meet his eyes, she blinked in confusion: "Guo Guo?"

Brother's eyes were so big. Tuanzi stretched out his little hand and touched his chin: "Qi Guo Guo, it's so beautiful."

"It's so beautiful, what's so beautiful," the seventh prince murmured, and the corners of his mouth turned up. Seeing that her little mouth was so sweet, he didn't have the nerve to lift her down, and said in an old-fashioned way: "What do you know, little brat! You can't Do you know just by looking at your face? You can’t eat your face! Besides, good-looking things may not be good things.”

He was bald: "For example, you!"

(End of this chapter)