Also from a deep courtyard, Ye Xiyue can see the undercurrents of the Feng Mansion at a glance.

After all, she is a person who has experienced it. Although she is young, she has already survived the open and secret struggles of the big mansion.

"A woman has changed a lot. If it weren't for what I saw today, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe that Yue'er has become so smart in the past ten years. No wonder your grandfather wrote a letter some time ago saying that Yue'er had grown up and understood responsibility and responsibility. At that time, I was still wondering whether your grandfather loved you too much and was a bit exaggerated. Now it seems that you not only understand responsibility and responsibility, but also have the force, which seems to be better than others."

Ye Xiyue smiled with a smile on her lips, "Thank you, Uncle Feng, for the praise. I am different now than before. As time goes by, people will become."

One sentence seemed to touch Feng Haitian's pain point.

He sighed, and said in a faint tone, "Yes, people can change."

Retracting his mind, he asked again: "You said just now that this is always the family business of the Feng family. I wonder if Yue'er saw anything? But it's okay, you don't have to be polite to me."

"So, I'll just say it." Ye Xiyue paused and said, "Uncle Feng seems to be a little taboo to Uncle Feng Second?"

Feng Haitian was stunned, then chuckled, "Sure enough, Yi Yue'er came to see you, what kind of person do you think you Uncle Feng is?"

"Smiling Tiger." She spoke out bluntly.

Feng Haitian and his grandfather have a deep relationship. Those who his grandfather believes must be righteous people. There is no need for her to hide anything from Feng Haitian.

"Then do you like your Uncle Feng Er?"

"Truth and lies?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"The truth is: I don't like it." Ye Xiyue took a sip of tea.

Feng Haitian didn't see any anger. He just pondered for a while and sighed, "It seems that the person who is looking for the Golden King's Ding is indeed extraordinary."

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows. Meng Ruoxian also said this at that time, "Uncle Feng, was the Golden King Ding handed over to you by the Supreme Emperor?"

"When the Emperor passed away, the Golden King's Ding was divided into three parts. On the way to the imperial capital, I received something from the Emperor. After I opened it, I realized that it was a fragment of the Golden King's Ding."

So that's the case. It seems that the Supreme Emperor had already planned it.

"Today Uncle Zhang said that Jin Wangding was missing? What's going on?"

Sure enough, when Feng Haitian mentioned this, his face changed slightly, and Ye Xiyue knew that something must have happened.

Feng Haitian pondered for a while, then suddenly took out a scroll from the dark grid and opened it. Ye Xiyue saw an exquisite little man drawing on it.

"This is……"

"My son, Fusheng."

Ye Xiyue subconsciously looked at the portrait. It was a three-year-old child with fat baby cheeks and pink mouth, which was very cute.

"In recent years, I have never heard of grandpa mentioning Uncle Feng and such a young son."

Feng Haitian looked at the portrait, and there was a hint of affection between his eyebrows, "My son is already thirteen years old."

"Thirteen years old? But this portrait is obviously three years old."

Feng Haitian smiled, "It's nothing, I've said too much."

"Uncle Feng, is this his birthmark on Xiao Fusheng's face?" Ye Xiyue pointed to a black mark on Xiao Fusheng's right face.

Feng Haitian shook his head, "This is not a birthmark, this is the Golden King Ding."
Chapter completed!