Qin Mufeng left the room and went straight to the study. When he saw that his father's study was unexpectedly lit, he remembered that his father had not yet told him about his urgent invitation to come back.

He turned around and knocked on the door.

Anlehou put away the paintings in his hands and put them in the drawer, and then let people in with a low voice and a cold voice.

"Father."

"Bai Chen has been found, and the Holy One has prepared a reception feast."

One sentence is concise and to the point, and he goes straight to the point. This is his consistent way of getting along with his father, the Marquis.

To put it nicely, it means it is not muddled and muddled; to put it unpleasantly, it means it is impersonal.

Sometimes Qin Mufeng couldn't understand why Anlehou, who had always been sincere and polite to others, was so cold and callous to him alone.

Others believed that it was because he hated his mother, but he didn't believe it.

No! If he hadn't discovered the secret he hid under the desk that day, he would have believed it.

But why? Why did he hide his mother's portrait and at the same time show his undisguised disgust?

Qin Mufeng had been thinking about this problem for more than ten years but could not come up with a clue.

His father was still looking at him, knowing that he was waiting for his response.

It was like this every time, but this time, he suddenly didn't want to cooperate.

Sure enough, the next second, Anlehou frowned.

"Why are not you talking?"

Qin Mufeng was a little happy but did not show it: "What does father want me to say?"

"You... forget it, the dinner is scheduled for Xu Shi, you can go."

The person who had been a little complacent just now felt a sense of powerlessness in an instant.

He seemed to be unable to break through the shell that Qin Han had built up on him no matter what.

Qin Mufeng was speechless and left without saying anything.

What is Mu Bai doing? Bai Chen found out such a big thing and didn't even tell him.

Qin Mufeng was so angry that he didn't even return to his study, but flew over the wall to Mu Bai's bedroom.

It was late at night, and Mu Bai was sleeping soundly, with a silver thread flowing from the corner of his mouth.

In his dream, he was having a pleasant conversation with the oiran of Mingyue Tower, but he was kicked off the oiran's couch.

Seeing the dark figure standing beside the bed, Mu Bai shouted, "There's someone here! There's an assassin!" He was stared back.

He stood up and patted his frightened little heart, and gave his good brother the whites of his eyes without hesitation.

"I came back pretty quickly." It's just not good to disturb people's dreams. If I don't do it in the future, it will be your fault.

Qin Mufeng ignored his murderous look and sat down on his bed calmly.

"Nothing big happened during my absence, right?"

"Does it count if I fall in love with the oiran from Mingyue Tower?"

Qin Mufeng grabbed the pillow behind him and threw it directly towards his slutty face.

Mu Bai seemed to have expected it, and escaped easily. He lit the oil lamp in the room, and then he saw clearly the expression on Qin Mufeng's face that was comparable to that of a "deep harem".

He looked startled and put away all his cynicism: "What's wrong with you? What happened? It can't be the old lady."

"Won't!"

Qin Mufeng viciously interrupted the expanding brain circuit.

"How much do you know about Bai Chen?"

Seeing that he was here for this matter, Mu Bai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking of his relationship with Bai Chen, he couldn't help but laugh.

Qin Mufeng's back was chilled by his laughter, and he felt that he wasn't holding anything back.

"Can the identity be confirmed?"

It's not that he was careless. After the Holy Emperor ascended the throne, he secretly sent people to inquire about Bai Chen's whereabouts. For so many years, there was no splash at all.

Now is the critical period of the fight between the crown prince and the third prince, and the man has been found. Is this a result of hard work paying off? Or is it a conspiracy of some people?

As a good brother, Mu Bai naturally knew what he was worried about.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

"He and General Bai are almost carved from the same mold. He also knows what happened back then, and the Bai family's ancestral longevity lock is also suitable."

Qin Mufeng felt relieved when he heard what he said: "Where is the third prince? What's the reaction?"

"How can I react? Win over me."

"The Holy One feels guilty towards General Bai, and wants to make some kind of compensation. It's not easy to find his only descendant. Money, status, honor, which one can be missing?"

"The third prince is stupid, a little stupid, but he is not a fool after all. He must not try his best to win over him."

"how about you?"

Mu Bai looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

"You don't want to try to build a good relationship for the prince and fawn over him?"

Mu Bai smiled maliciously and waved his hands: "No need, no need, isn't it because of you?"

"According to your engagement with the Bai family, Bai Chen is also your brother-in-law, and you can help him, hehehe..."

"..."

Qin Mufeng now knew why his back felt cold just now.

"Are you talking about fingertip marriage, a verbal joke and baby kiss that even the man and woman don't know about?"

"Hey! Don't look down on the baby kiss, okay?! I think that guy Bai Chen seems to be very nostalgic. Didn't you guys have a good time back then? If it doesn't work, please beg the Marquis to change the engagement partner to him -

—”

A scream broke out, and Mu Bai, who was seeking death, finally realized that his joke had gone too far.

He rubbed his bleeding nose, and the painful saline flowed all over his face.

"Holy shit, Qin Mufeng, do you have any humanity? If my nose collapses, I won't be done with you."

The dull threats had no effect. Qin Mufeng looked at him with a look like "You asked for it, you deserve it!"

Mu Bai looked at the money scattered on the ground and regretted his habit of putting the money bag under his pillow.

"hiss--"

It really fucking hurts, Qin Mufeng, this old dog is really not easy to mess with.

"I'm not blaming you for making this joke. You said you haven't been a womanizer for a day. Is it wrong for me to suspect that you cut off your sleeves to test it out?"

Qin Mufeng looked at the other party with an expression that said, "I'm really worried about you." His face instantly turned black. Just now - that's too much!

When Mu Bai saw him turning around and starting to turn over the bed, he knew without a guess that he wanted to find a weapon and beat him.

Qin Mufeng rummaged around and found nothing, but he didn't want to see his proud face. As soon as his brain twitched, he casually spilled the beans about his marriage to Yun Xi.

As for why Liu Ruyan was not more convincing, he himself did not know.

The effect was almost as he expected, and Mu Bai was really shocked.

"Are you really married?"

Qin Mufeng felt relieved, with pride in the corners of his eyes. He completely ignored the agreement between him and Yun Xi.

"So have you had your wedding yet?"

"Of course!" He replied without blushing or out of breath, showing no guilt at all.

Mu Bai gave him a thumbs up and said with some relief: "Then I'll be relieved. Unfortunately, I thought you were just putting on a show to make the old lady happy."

Qin Mufeng, who had been unreasonable and confident just now, began to feel guilty inexplicably when he saw someone who had accidentally told the truth without knowing it...


Chapter completed!