usatvline Chapter 381 - Nanyue Needs You
Chapter 381 - Nanyue Needs You
Feng Shijiu on the side didn't think about these things, but quickly caught the word "Emperor". If he was right, then his uncle's behavior this time was what Aunt Nine mentioned, to retreat while the tide is rising and to protect oneself.
"Yuntian, Nanyue needs you, I will keep you!" Feng Yixuan put aside his imperial attitude and said earnestly.
A complex light flashed in Song Yuntian's eyes. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head firmly, then knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and lowered his head.
In the end, the family of three failed to keep Song Yuntian, and Feng Yixuan nodded helplessly.
"Your Majesty, my parents are reluctant to let Jiujiu go. I wonder if we can take him to the Song family's old house to stay for a few days. We will definitely send him back in good condition before Yuntian leaves."
As soon as he finished speaking, a determined light flashed in Feng Shijiu's eyes. His uncle still called him Jiujiu but called his father the Emperor. It was obvious that he kept his distance from the person on the throne. But could a general with a rough mind like his uncle really think to this level?
Feng Shijiu, carrying a bag, followed Song Yuntian and just as they walked out of the palace gate, they stopped.
"Jiujiu, why don't you leave? Did you leave something behind?" Song Yuntian turned around and asked in confusion.
"Uncle, is this idea of retiring after achieving success really something you came up with yourself?"
Feng Shijiu's question made Song Yuntian stunned. His expression changed for a while before finally a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that what Li'er said was absolutely right. Jiujiu was really too smart and was not a cute child at all.
Seeing that Song Yuntian just smiled faintly and turned around, Feng Shijiu hurriedly chased after him. The uncle and nephew walked in silence all the way to the Song family's old house.
Mr. and Mrs. Song Lin at the door had been looking forward to it for a long time. Their eyes became red when they saw Feng Shijiu from a distance. When Feng Shijiu approached, Mrs. Song didn't care about etiquette and hugged him directly in her arms. She looked after him like a treasure and what she talked about the most was why Jiujiu had lost weight again.
Song Yuntian, who was exposed to the sun on the side, shook his head with amusement. It was true that the relationship between generations was close. Ever since his parents knew about Jiujiu's existence, his status in their eyes had plummeted and they ignored him day and night.
Then he looked at Feng Shijiu in his mother's arms and sighed. This kid had obviously grown taller and stronger. How come he couldn't tell where he had lost weight...
"Madam, it's getting late. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow. Let the children get some rest first." Song Lin, who was also exposed to the sun, couldn't help but speak. If he allowed his wife to nag like this, it would probably last until dawn.
"Yes, you see, I've been busy talking. Come on, Jiujiu, grandma will take you to see the room."
Mrs. Song happily took Feng Shijiu's hand, turned around and left, once again ignoring the father and son at the door.
Feng Shijiu followed Madam Song into a small courtyard. In the courtyard, a towering old tree was swaying its leaves in the wind. Under the old tree, a peculiarly shaped chair was constantly swaying in the evening breeze. On the stone table in the center of the courtyard was a chessboard pattern that he had never seen before.
Seeing Feng Shijiu's curious look, Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Jiujiu, this courtyard is where your ninth aunt lived when she was a child. She drew the patterns for all those strange things and asked your uncle to have someone build them. If you like anything, just go and play with it."
Sure enough, Feng Shijiu widened his eyes, ran away instantly, touched here and there, his eyes full of curiosity.
Mrs. Song raised the corners of her mouth in delight. This was how a teenager should behave. She knew that Li'er's residence was the most popular among children.
In the middle of the night, Feng Shijiu was lying on his arms, staring at the crescent moon outside the window in a daze. He felt indescribable shock in his heart. It turned out that the things that Aunt Jiu taught him before were just a drop in the bucket of her knowledge. Everything in her yard was so novel. What should he do if he wanted to take away every notebook in her room?