Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

It turned out that he did so many things for himself secretly

Feng Jiuxi said in her heart that it was false not to be moved. Unconsciously, she had gradually had expectations and dependence on this man.

Old lady Yang came here. Seeing this, she couldn't help whispering: "although your highness Pluto is cold, she is excellent. In those years, if it weren't for him, my husband's body could not be safely transported back to the capital. Alas."

Accidentally mentioned the sad things in the past, old lady Yang sighed and said a few words to Yang zining before leaving.

Feng Jiuxi stared at her back and was lost in thought.

"I didn't hear you wrong just now. Old lady Yang mentioned his highness Pluto to to you?" Bai Li's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"You haven't left yet. Thank you for coming to speak for me today." Feng Jiuxi said with a smile. Didn't answer him positively.

Bai Li smiled, his eyes fell on a wisp of messy broken hair on her forehead, subconsciously stretched out his hand to smooth her hair, but his hands fell empty.

Feng Jiuxi dodged his outstretched hand and stroked his hair naturally. There were some subtle changes in the atmosphere between them, but it didn't break.

"Why are you so polite to me?" Bai Li smiled back, and a warm voice rang out. "Do you know your highness Pluto very well?"

The tone of his question seemed to be casual, just casually.

Feng Jiuxi didn't nod or deny, just said, "he helped me a lot."

When mentioning Yanqing, Bai Li clearly saw the light in her eyes that was different from others, and her heart jerked.

"Xi'er." Bai Li suddenly called her, "can I call you that in the future?"

Feng Jiuxi didn't slow down for a moment, and subconsciously resisted the title, "brother Bai..."

Before she refused, Bai Li continued: "every time I call you miss Feng San, I always feel strange and alienated. After so much experience, don't you still think of me as a friend?"

If she refused, she would look like a chicken in her belly.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiuxi could only nod his head, but he always felt strange in his heart.

"By the way, do you know that there have been some strange things in the Imperial City in the East recently?" Bai Li suddenly changed the topic and asked Feng Jiuxi.

She is at home and Linglong hall every day. There are two points and one line. Even public opinion pays little attention to them, not to mention these.

Feng Jiuxi was interested and asked curiously, "what strange thing? Tell me."

Bai Li looked at the expression on her face and saw that she really didn't know: "recently, some children of many imperial nobles have had some small accidents one after another."

"Small accident? For example," Feng Jiuxi waited for him to say.

The blue cloud on one side just heard it, jumped out from the side and interrupted: "Miss, I also know this! In fact, it's all small things. For example, childe Zhou, who opened a silver jewelry store in the south of the city, just shipped a batch of goods. Unfortunately, he was robbed by mountain bandits. And the Minister of household lost a favorite calligraphy and painting, but he found it torn in his son's room the next day!"

"These... Are coincidental little things. Is there anything wrong?" Feng Jiuxi frowned and asked.

"More than that, miss, do you remember the former childe Cheng and childe Li? There are many, many, many, just like seeing a ghost. Everything coincides too much. Although there is no major event, they have been injured to varying degrees."