Jieyu waved her hand magnanimously: "Forget it, this matter is indeed incomparable to yours. Gao Rong has also eaten your food. When he comes back, he always wants to give you some advice on cooking. You can send a cook here someday, and I will follow suit."

study."

"Wouldn't it be better to give you a cook? Do you have to do it yourself?"

"That won't work. The man's stomach must be in the hands of his woman."

Jiang Fan greatly agreed: "That makes sense. In fact, you can come to my house from the tunnel to study while he is not at home. It is better than sending a cook."

Jieyu's eyes lit up: "That's right, we'll start tomorrow."

Jiang Fan suddenly felt something was wrong: "This... Gao Rong doesn't think blindly..."

Jieyu chuckled: "You don't understand him in this aspect, but he understands me."

"That's good, that's good."

Jieyu teased: "Your Highness, your backyard is really messy, which makes you so cautious. Alas... no one can help you."

Jiang Fan sighed and was speechless.

After Jieyu left, Jiang Fan didn't go up. He sat quietly in the secret room alone, sorting out the information just now, but didn't think much about it, because just after thinking about it for a while, he felt that he was sick. Where was the agreed annual leave?

Mr. Jiang, who did not believe in fate, immediately cleared his mind and left the secret room to have some fun.

He hasn't gone to have fun yet, but fun has come to find him.

Prince Du Lun somehow offended Tian Luoyu again and was chased and beaten wildly. He fled all the way until he met the prince.

Jiang Fan looked at him with a big bump on his head and was very happy: "What's going on?"

Du Lun hid behind him in shock, "My lord, help me..."

Jiang Fan looked up and saw a figure rushing over. Was it Tian Luoyu or someone else?

"Winter Melon Head! You damn barbarian, get here here, my aunt!"

Jiang Fan almost laughed out loud. Prince Du Lun had a big chin and looked like a winter melon. Tian Luoyu's mouth was really damaging.

"He's here." Jiang Fan betrayed Du Lun without any courtesy.

Du Lun was immediately startled: "Your Majesty, please don't--"

Tian Luoyu's apricot eyes widened, and dozens of half-moon horns roared around him.

"Winter Melon Head! Where else can you run? If you dare to steal my girl's clothes, are you seeking death?!"

Jiang Fan was shocked and turned to look at Du Lun: "Damn it, you are so brave."

Du Lun almost cried: "What happened? It's unfair - I obviously saw Miss Tian's clothes blown away by the wind, so I rushed to pick them up. Unexpectedly, she bumped into me before I could hang them up.

They said I was a wretched little thief... They killed me unjustly..."

Du Lun was crying and couldn't speak anymore.

Jiang Fan couldn't stop laughing and looked back at Tian Luoyu: "Maybe what he said is true."

Tian Luoyu hummed: "How to prove it?"

Jiang Fan turned around again: "Yes, how do you prove it?"

Du Lun went crazy: "I'm the only one in the backyard."

Jiang Fan spread his hands helplessly: "That means there's no way to prove it. By the way, the backyard is a place for women to dry their clothes. It's hard to explain why you, a grown man, went there for nothing."

Du Lun pointed at the little fur ball in Tian Luoyu's arms angrily: "Damn it! It stole my things, and I chased it to the backyard."

Jiang Fan was stunned and looked at the furry ball with wide eyes and an innocent face: "It? Besides liking wind treasures and eating meat, what else do you have to worry about? This excuse is not ideal."

Tian Luoyu also had a look of contempt on his face: "A dignified man of eight feet, actually wronged Maomao!"

Du Lun yelled: "That's it. My father sent a message and supplies yesterday. I was counting them today when this thing broke in, picked it up and ran away."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "What did you take away?"

Du Lun was eager to prove his innocence and immediately said: "This prince's wolf tooth pendant!"

Huh? Jiang Fan was stunned: "Wolf fang pendant?"

Du Lun said with a bit of pride: "Yes, back then, I performed martial arts in the Golden Tent Palace, and was appreciated by the Great Wolf Lord, who gave me this wolf tooth. It is said that it is a tooth replaced by the White Wolf God..."

No wonder, Jiang Fan suddenly realized that this was Maoqiu's mother's thing, how could he not snatch it?

"I said...since it likes it, just give it to it. A grown man is so stingy."

Du Lun smiled bitterly: "No, this is my token to go to the Golden Tent Palace..., it will be of great use..."

Seeing him hesitating and hesitating, Jiang Fan felt suspicious. Seeing that his eyes were looking at the fields and falling rain, he immediately understood.

"Well, Xiao Yudidian, you go back first, how about I take care of him for you?"

Tian Luoyu now understood that it was indeed Maoqiu who was the thief, but he refused to bow his head and hummed: "Wick him a hundred times!"

"Okay, definitely a little less."

Jiang Fan smiled and coaxed Tian Luoyu away and called Du Lun to come to his room.

"Du Lun, tell me, what's going on?"

Du Lun looked a little frustrated. He dug out a letter from a pile of things and pushed it to Jiang Fan: "Your Majesty, please read it."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw written clearly on the wind - Du Lun, my son personally expresses his love.

It’s the barbarian writing that looks like a chicken scratch.

Jiang Fan unfolded the letter and understood what was going on after reading it.

"Your father, do you want you to attend the Fuli Conference?"

Du Lun nodded: "Ada asked me to tell the prince that this competition is very important. It affects the pattern of the grassland and the business with the prince. I must go back. He is willing to exchange a heavy gift. Moreover, according to the agreement, the three-year period has expired.

Almost full..."

Jiang Fan's face was calm, but he was weighing things over and over again in his mind.

Indeed, King Zuo Xian abided by the agreement and did not violate any borders within three years. Logically speaking, the hostage Du Lun should be returned.

In the past three years, Jiang Fan has been frantically sucking the flesh and blood of the barbarians through King Zuo Xian, accumulating extremely rich wealth for the Qin Dynasty.

In the later period, Jiang Fan will continue to maintain the relationship for a period of time, and King Zuo Xian still has great use value.

From this perspective, Du Lun can be returned.

Moreover, from a strategic point of view, it is not beneficial for Du Lun to continue to stay here. King Zuo Xian does not only have one son, so it is unrealistic to rely entirely on Du Lun for control.

Moreover, three years have passed, and the tribe of King Zuoxian has undergone tremendous changes. Du Lun's younger brother has already mastered huge power. If Du Lun does not return, there will be no competition for the second prince to take power in the future. But psychologically speaking, Jiang Fan is naturally

I hope Du Lun will succeed.

Therefore, after Du Lun returns, it will be easier to disrupt the internal balance. In fact, this matter is something Jiang Fan has considered recently.

Now taking this opportunity and thinking about it, he thought it was almost time.

Then he smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Du Lun actually looked a little depressed. He sat there with his head bowed and remained silent for a long time.

In the beginning, Du Lun wanted to return to the tribe day and night, but later... without even realizing it, everything was quietly changing.
Chapter completed!