Chapter 958

He Fang quickly restrained the shock in his heart. He gave a dry smile and put the tonic and medicine in his hand on the old wooden table.

"In this case, the subordinates will not delay the rest of the emperor's eldest grandson. They will tell the ninth prince when they go back."

"Thank you, bodyguard he."

The little monk then stood up. He slightly raised his eyebrows and quietly said thanks, but his attitude was arrogant. Obviously, he was not very sincere in thanking He Fang.

If he was really a compassionate uncle, why did he just send a guard to visit him at such a time?

Some things, do not have to spread all the words on the scene, people who can understand naturally understand.

He Fang's eyes trembled, and he could not help saying, "originally, his highness wanted to come here in person, but he could not get away with some things. Maybe tomorrow he would come to visit his highness in person."

"No more."

The little monk shook his head indifferently and said, "please take care of your health. Please also follow the people around you to protect my ninth uncle."

The little monk specially accentuated the tone of the word "protection". He believed that He Fang could understand the implication.

What kind of identity are the two masked murderers? Maybe his uncle Jiuhuang knows better than himself.

Then He Fang was not given any more chance to be polite. The little monk turned his head and looked at Cao An, "Xiao Anzi, seeing off the guests."

"Yes, master."

Cao an immediately stood up and went to He Fang's side. Although it seemed polite to see the guests out in person, the angle of his standing was to protect the little monk tightly behind him.

There are many talented people around the nine princes. Although their eldest grandson is now in poverty, he still has two loyal servants!

Holding his head high, He Fang is sent away. Cao An turns back to the thatched cottage, but tears fall.

"Master, when is the end of such a day..."

It's just a running dog around the ninth prince, but he can put it in front of his eldest grandson. Who can't see this kind of behavior?

Feng Yi was silent. He looked at the medicine and tonic placed on the table, which was particularly dazzling.

Where is the ninth prince to show his concern? It is clear that he is coming to ridicule the emperor's eldest son. There are incompetent people around him!

Cao An is sad and sad. He squats in front of Feng Yi's bed and looks at the bloodstains on the original simple sheets. The sound of crying is more sad.

The little monk was silent, turned around and suddenly hit the wall with a hard blow.

This thatched cottage was just built at random. It was a bit shaky when the wind was a little bit stronger on weekdays. How could it bear the young monk's powerful and hateful blow?

I saw the thatched wall shaking fiercely. If Cao An didn't move forward and hold it in time, they would be buried in a pile of weeds.

"Master!"

Feng Yi supported his body and knelt down to the little monk. Cao An stopped crying and crawled under his feet.

"If that's the case, I'll give it up to the next generation!"

"Master? What do you mean by that? "

Cao An's eyes were staring at the little monk with a red face. He was puzzled.

Die and die? Are they not miserable enough now?

Feng Yi frowned tightly. He seemed to know something. He looked at his master standing upright though he was thin. Although he was silent and did not answer Cao An's words, Feng Yi's eyes gradually raised some hope.

But He Fang on the other side, after leaving the thatched cottage, went directly back to the side of Bai Li Zong Lv.

"The emperor's eldest grandson seems to have been frightened. The lesson this time should be to eat it."