On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 488 She is his favoritism
  Feng Wuming looked at him: "Xiaojiu, you are very smart."

"Father, some victims from outside have appeared in Xicheng recently. I feel that flooding the imperial city with a large number of victims is not a solution to the problem..." Xiao Jiu thought of the recent victims, his eyebrows were serious, and he said to Feng Wuming. his thoughts.

Feng Wuming stared quietly, glancing at Xiaofeng Tuan from time to time.

Xiaofeng Tuan is more like Ye Zhiyu.

It's just that he doesn't know if her original appearance is the same as Miss Ye Er?

Holding hot ginger tea in his hand, Feng Wuming pointed out Xiaojiu's shortcomings in solving the problem and asked him to optimize the measures.

After chatting, the three of them were going to have dinner together, when Eunuch Chen came in.

"Your Majesty, someone from the Imperial Preceptor's side has sent a message. The Imperial Preceptor would like to ask Your Majesty to come over."

Feng Wuming stood up almost immediately and looked at Xiaojiu and Xiaofeng Tuan. He gave them some instructions as usual.

Xiao Fengtuan looked at his anxious back as he strode forward, and was confused: "Brother, why does my father always say these things to us every time he goes to the Imperial Preceptor?"

Let the two of them support each other. Master Fu and the Imperial Master are completely trustworthy people... Those words sounded like their father might leave them at any time.

Xiaojiu touched her head and saw that the boy's facial features had grown, very similar to Feng Wuming, delicate and handsome.

There was a maturity on his face that was inconsistent with that of his peers, and his eyes were deep: "Father has his own intentions when he says these words. No matter what, my brother will be with you."

He once overheard the conversation between his father and the Imperial Master.

It seems that my father is going to find his mother.

The two of them have been studying how to find their mother.

He didn't understand at first. Wasn't his mother dead? Where is my father going to find his mother?
  Is the father going to follow the mother?
  At that time, he did not alert the snake, knowing that his father was hiding it from them, he would not tell them easily.

Later, he quietly listened to the conversation between the two and realized that his mother seemed not to be from this world, but from another world.

My mother has returned to her world, and my father wants to go to her world to find her.

The Imperial Master and his father have been looking for a way from their world to their mother's world.

He also looks forward to it every day, hoping that the Imperial Master and his father can find the way to bring his mother back.

He and his sister also miss their mother very much.

Xiaofeng Tuan gave him a puzzled look: "Brother, what you said is a bit strange. Isn't my father always with us?"

Xiaojiu looked at her with a gentle smile, but did not speak.

I'll tell her later.

National Teacher's Office.

Feng Wuming hurried over: "Did you find it?"

Xiao Qingrang looked at him as a majestic emperor, panting and a little embarrassed. He didn't even bring an umbrella, and his hair was wet.

He sighed helplessly.

Finding Miss Ye has almost become His Majesty's obsession.

When he first heard His Majesty say that he was going to find Miss Ye, he was so unbelievable that he thought there was something wrong with his ears.

Whimsical!

His Majesty insisted, and as a minister, he had to listen.

After consulting ancient books and searching for various information, Xiao Qingrang tried again and again, but failed every time.

Hold on to hope again and again, and fail again and again.

He felt desperate and did not want to continue, but His Majesty continued to persist, as if he would not give up even if he failed.

Xiao Qingrang didn't know whether he was moved by his obsession, or it seemed to have become his own obsession later on. He researched ways to lead to other worlds every day, and every time he experimented, he would make some other discoveries.

A month ago, someone gave him a dream.

He was surprised to find that he could talk to that person in his dream. Even after he woke up, he could clearly remember the conversations they had.

Gradually realizing something was wrong, he asked who the other person was. Unexpectedly, he was Miss Ye’s master.

Miss Ye's master gave him some help. He retreated for a month and followed the tips given by Miss Ye's master to develop a formation that could be traversed.

This formation requires the right time, place, and people, as well as knowing the location and personal belongings of some other worlds in order to send people there.

He calculated that the best time would be after two sticks of incense, and the formation would be most likely to succeed.

While Xiao Qingrang was thinking, Feng Wuming was impatient.

"What do you mean you don't speak?"

Xiao Qingrang came to his senses and handed him a small bottle.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has found a way and can give it a try, but he still said the same thing. I don't know whether it will succeed or not, and Your Majesty must prepare for the worst."

Feng Wuming had skillfully cut open his finger with a knife, dropped the blood into the bottle, and handed it to him.

"Xiao Qingrang, I do the best plan every time."

"I believe in you, and I also believe in my fate with her. I always feel that she and I will definitely meet again."

"Does your Majesty believe me so much?" Xiao Qingrang looked at the blood in the bottle with a deep expression.

The success rate this time is much higher than before, thanks to the guidance of experts.

It's just... he looked at Feng Wuming with some reluctance.

"Your Majesty, if this succeeds, what will happen to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Princess? Do you really want to keep them both?"

Feng Wuming stroked a red string on his hand. He found it from Ye Zhiyu's room and had been wearing it for so many years.

He also couldn't bear to leave Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan.

Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan are obedient, smart and growing up very well.

Xiaojiu is the prince who is as gentle as jade and praised by everyone, and Xiaofeng Tuan is the princess that everyone likes.

The two are capable of both literary and martial arts.

He watched them grow little by little and was reluctant to let them go.

But he... also missed Ye Zhiyu very much.

He thought about it all night long, and he really wanted to hug her.

Feng Wuming frowned, hiding the reluctance in his eyes: "There has to be a choice. I am ashamed of both of them. From the beginning, I have chosen Ye Zhiyu."

Whether it's a child or something else, she is his favorite.

Xiao Qingrang nodded: "Your Majesty, please don't have too much hope, Weichen..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Wuming smiled bitterly.

"National Master, my hope has never disappeared over the years."

It's just that every hope is met with disappointment.

He was calm now, but still eager to succeed.

"can we start?"

Xiao Qingrang nodded, this time his mood was heavier than before.

Feng Wuming looked at him: "Master, if it succeeds, please help me take good care of Xiaojiu and Xiaofeng Tuan. I have already written the edict of succession and what I want to say to them in the letter. If it succeeds, I will take care of them." Leave it to them.”

"Your Majesty, you always say that Wei Chen has already remembered it. Don't worry, Wei Chen and Mr. Fu will assist His Highness the Crown Prince and take good care of the Crown Prince and the Princess."

Xiao Qingrang dropped his blood on the beads in his palm. The beads exuded a pale golden light. He took out a hair tie from his cuff.

"Your Majesty, hold it in your hand."

(End of this chapter)