"In theory, if he had seen the eldest master sixteen years ago, he would have only seen the eldest master in his cradle..."

After a while of silence, Han Bai spoke again.

Song Dingzhong shook his head and interrupted.

"He could not have seen Jin'er. When the incident happened suddenly, I hurriedly left with Jin'er in my arms, he was not present, and the midwife and the imperial physicians present were all killed."

Song Dingzhong's voice was filled with bone-breaking hatred.

Han Bai still remembers the bloody massacre.

It's been sixteen years, and there is no day when he can forget that night.

"But, why did he treat the eldest young master like that! The master and I have taken medicine and changed their appearance. It is normal for him to recognize him, but it is not normal for him to treat the eldest young master like that!"

In theory, Song Jin, like them, is a stranger.

Song Dingzhong took a breath, got up and walked to the window.

Looking at the mottled sunshine falling on the ground through dense leaves outside the window, Song Dingzhong said, "Do you remember the dog that Jin'er adopted?"

Han Bai turned around, looked at Song Dingzhong's back, and nodded silently.

Song Dingzhong continued: "That is a special good dog that the eldest prince wants to come out of the palace. This kind of good dog has a unique breed and is extraordinary. It recognizes the owner very accurately!"

The man who was originally the eldest prince brought the dog to search for Shen Yue.

After meeting Song Jin, the dog immediately counterattacked the eldest prince's people.

What does it mean? It means that the dog recognizes Song Jin.

Sometimes, recognizing someone is not just based on appearance.

For example, just now in the Rosin Garden, he stared at the savage, and the familiar aura was so strong.

"What the master means is that he recognized the eldest master by intuition?"

Song Dingzhong didn't say anything, and for a moment, the room fell silent.

After a moment, Song Dingzhong took a breath and slowly exhaled, "Jin'er, she can control weapons."

This time, the handkerchief in Han Bai's hand fell completely.

He stood up and walked to Song Dingzhong a few steps.

The eyes were shocked and joyful.

Song Dingzhong nodded, "This time, Jin'er used spiritual power to control weapons to rescue the siege several times. Zhao Fuhai and Xu Lin were both captured by Jin'er."

Han Bai took a deep breath and couldn't help rubbing his hands.

"The master is in the heavenly spirit, so he must be relieved."

Song Dingzhong's eyes were deep and confused.

He didn't know that this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Song Jin inherited his master's mantle, and he was also happy.

But everyone in the world knows that using spiritual power to control weapons is the only one from the lineage of the Queen of Miaojiang can do it. In this way, Jin'er is very likely to be found in his identity.

Han Bai looked at Song Dingzhong's face and comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't worry. The eldest master on both sides is in Yuzhou and he doesn't enter the capital. It won't fall into that person's eyes. There will be no problem. As for this control weapon, the eldest master usually cannot encounter any dangers and has no chance to use it."

Song Dingzhong agreed with this.

After all, for sixteen years, Song Jin has never shown her ability to control weapons.

If Shen Yue had not violated the agreement and took Song Jin to the gold mine without authorization, Song Jin would have been suppressed!

Thinking of this, Song Dingzhong snorted coldly, saying that he was not trustworthy, no wonder he had no children!

After snorting coldly, he wondered when Jin'er could control weapons. According to Shen Yue's description, Jin'er's skill is already very proficient, unlike the first time she used it.

Confusion circling in his mind, Song Dingzhong closed his eyes outside the window and walked out his feet.

"I'll go to the Wild Man Cave in Linglong Mountain to see if you find anything. You've seen this place, and all the people in the sedan chair have been placed."

Han Bai nodded, "Don't worry, lord."

Song Dingzhong took his feet and left.

After leaving the study courtyard, hesitated and Song Dingzhong called a servant, "Go and call the eldest master."

When the servant gets the order, he will execute it immediately.

Song Jin was having a great time drinking chicken legs in the yard of the big kitchen.

Hearing suddenly that her father was about to see her, he got up and wiped his greasy hands and rushed straight to him.

"Dad, you're looking for me."

Seeing Mr. Song standing at the entrance of the study courtyard, Song Jin greeted him and called out softly.

Song Dingzhong...

Why did the kid get more and more mom after finishing a board?

Why!

It seems that it is necessary to make another board to correct it.

Frowning at his sissy son, Song Dingzhong organized some language and finally said simply and brutally: "When will you control your weapons? Why don't I know?"

Song Jin...

Chen Yue! Your grandma’s mouth! Didn’t you say you wanted to keep it a secret for me?

Chen Yue...

Ah snee!

He roared and scolded Chen Yue in his heart, and Song Jin shrank his neck and grinned at Master Song.

Mr. Song looked at her without thinking, and raised his hand and slapped her in the head.

"Stand up straight, like a girl!"

Song Jin...

What does it mean to be like a girl? I was it!

Dad, have you forgotten?

He looked at Mr. Song with a melancholy, and Song Jin honestly replied: "I knew it when I was very young."

Mr. Song stared at Song Jin, "Why don't you tell me?"

"I'm afraid you think I'm a monster, so I pulled me out and burned me, so I didn't dare to say that."

Mr. Song...

What happened to him slap his hands again!

Song Jinbaba looked at Master Song and raised his three fingers, "Really, Dad, you said that this good person can control weapons? This is so strange. I'm afraid that you can't think about it for a while and treat me as a monster!"

Song Dingzhong looked at Song Jin suspiciously.

"real?"

Song Jin looked really unable to be truly sincere anymore.

"What am I lie to you? Dad, you don't know. Since I learned that I have this ability, I was so scared that I didn't even dare to sleep, for fear that others would think I was a monster, so I didn't dare to use it once. If it weren't for saving my life this time, I wouldn't have used it!"

Mr. Song looked at Song Jin and silent for a moment, believing it.

"A good person can control weapons, but he is not a monster. Don't use it in the future. Otherwise, if someone else pulls you to burn it, dad won't save you!"

Song Jin...

Dad, I am already sixteen. Is it appropriate for you to scare me with such words to scare my three-year-old child?!

With a deep complaint in his heart, Song Jin immediately shivered, "Do you really want to burn me? It's so scary, Dad, I won't need it anymore in the future."

Mr. Song left with satisfaction.

Wanxi bit her lip and stood on the side of Song Jin. When Song Jin turned around, she saw her gray face.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Wan Xi stared at Song Jin, "The master agreed to the young man and let the kitchen knife make a mature kitchen knife in the future, so that the young man would not cut vegetables and meat."

Song Jin slapped Wan Xi's shoulder and blinked, "Even if I don't need that ability, you don't have to cut it anymore. Don't we have Lu Zhan!"

Wan Xicai's face, whose face was still blue, suddenly turned red.
Chapter completed!