Chapter 47 Uncle

Chen Ziqi glanced at Wu Bujian, who had reacted too violently: "Do you know the divine chicken?"

I thought only the Lan family and Dan Yi knew about the matter of the Divine Chicken, but now it seems that the others in Guiyun Palace also knew about it.

"Chicken...Chicken?" Wu Bujian looked at the palace master stutteringly, then looked at Chen Ziqi with a suspicious look on his face, and swallowed, "Prince, this is not...oh!"

Before he finished speaking, Tu Buxian slapped forward and staggered.

"Why are you hitting me again?" Wu Bujian turned his head and slapped Tu Buxian. Tu Buxian caught him. The two of them tried to move directly in the yard and left Chen Ziqi aside.

Chen Ziqi narrowed his eyes and looked down at the little red bird. The little red bird looked up at him with an innocent look on his face, but because the bird's eyes were on both sides of his head, he could only tilt his head. The two little hairs on his head swayed left and right.

He raised his hand, plucked the small feathers on the bird's head, and measured it with his fingertips, and it seemed that it had grown a little longer. The two small feathers, one long and the other short, the fur at the top became fluffy, like a dandelion that was about to bloom.

I couldn't help but blew "Huh--".

"Prince, there is a visitor in the front hall." Fuxi came to report and brought a cloak to Chen Ziqi.

The weather in Jianyang is changing too fast. Yesterday was still raining in autumn, but today it was snowing in winter, and the happiness and joy made my nose red.

In the front hall, there was a man standing long. The indigo blue wide-sleeved Taoist robe was strictly tied with a moon-white belt. There were no accessories on the waist, only an ancient and unpretentious long sword, with a three-stack tassel sword spike unique to the Lushan School.

The body is still as loose as it is, and the breath is even and long. Chen Ziqi can feel that he is a master with a single back.

"It was cold and I had not gotten up. When I learned that the distinguished guest was coming, I hurried over to greet him. I hope no wonder." Chen Ziqi stayed in the palace for seven years, but had not learned anything else, and had already obtained all the polite words of the slander.

The man turned around and saw Chen Ziqi with a sincere face. He raised his hand and fisted: "It was Mr. Li who came out abruptly and told the prince."

The sword-browed face was cold, and it was the swordsman who saved their swordsman at the Land Temple that day. The smile on Chen Ziqi couldn't help but feel sincere: "Thanks to the help of the hero that day, I am very grateful. I have not yet asked the name of the hero Gao." Yesterday Amu said that this person might be his uncle, so Chen Ziqi took advantage of the conversation and looked carefully. The eyebrows and eyes were really similar to Amu.

"I'm here, Li Yuhan, a disciple of Lushan Sect." Li Yuhan was also observing Chen Ziqi. The child gave birth to a pair of peach blossom eyes that could speak. He smiled three times first, so that he could not feel hostile.

Chen Ziqi asked someone to serve tea and sat down with Li Yuhan to drink slowly. Because he had overslept, he had no breakfast and his stomach was empty. At this moment, he felt much more comfortable when he took a sip of hot tea.

Dan Yi lay on Chen Ziqi's clothes and looked at the swordsman opposite him with caution.

Li Yuhan seemed not good at speaking, and hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Chen Ziqi was still alive and put down the teacup and chatted with him: "The day before yesterday, I was frightened because there was a female family in the car. I was afraid that it would take a long time to cause trouble and I didn't have time to thank you. I was preparing to visit Lushan these two days..."

"You are right to leave, you have no eyes," Li Yuhan responded, but he didn't seem to want to say much about this topic. He pursed his lips and spoke directly, "Mr. Li came here because he wanted to verify something with the prince."

"You said." Chen Ziqi responded with a smile.

"Who is the child with you that day?" Li Yuhan clenched his fists slightly.

The prince was recognized as returning to the palace to post the imperial list to announce the world. Amu was taken away and he chased him all the way to the capital. Later, he fainted from his injuries. After waking up, he saw the big words "The Eleventh Prince Chen Zimu" on the yellow list of the city gate. He has been inquiring for many years, but unfortunately a palace wall is a hundred feet high. Since then, there has been no other news.

Chen Ziqi's eyebrows moved. This man was really Amu's uncle? "That's my king's younger brother."

Li Yuhan's breathing stagnated: "But...the eleventh prince?"

"Yes." A glutinous child's voice came from the door. Amu stood outside the door at some point, and half of his head was exposed while squeezing the door frame.

Li Yuhan suddenly widened his eyes, was silent for a while, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Amu..."

Chen Ziqi waved to the fat man and asked him to come to his side. Amu ran in obediently, stood beside Chen Ziqi, and looked at the person opposite him timidly.

He no longer remembers his uncle's appearance, but he still remembers his uncle. Chang'e often mentioned it to him over the years, asking him not to forget that there is an uncle who loves him who lives in the world.

However, it has not been seen for seven years, and the past has been blurred. Facing Li Yuhan, who is almost a stranger, Amu is a little at a loss.

"Amu, I am your uncle, don't you remember?" Li Yuhan's eyes showed a little pain. Being snatched Amu was the thing he hated the most in his life. He always felt heartbroken when he thought about it late at night. He let down his sister's dying instructions and was ashamed of being a brother.

In the past, he did not learn from the Lushan School, but a small Jianmen. His parents died early, and only his sister Li Yuqing relied on each other. Later, his sister gave birth to a child out of wedlock and asked him who the child's father was, but she refused to say that she was punished by the master...

"Muzi is Li, this child is called Zimu," the pale-faced sister entrusted him with the baby's baby, "Brother, I'm sorry for you, I always cause trouble for you... I'm sorry..."

Li Yuhan took out a small bellyband from his arms, which was worn by the baby, with the word "wood" embroidered on it.

"I want you to remember my mother, but I don't want to have the same word as the prince. Maybe your mother knew at that time that you were the prince... Uncle did not protect you, and you did not recognize you, and my uncle would not blame you." The taciturn swordsman said the longest sentence after entering the house.

Amu looked at Li Yuhan, tears fell down, and he shouted with his mouth flat: "Uncle." As he said that, he ran over and hugged him in a ball.

Chen Ziqi smacked her lips. She originally wanted to keep it a secret and get some benefits from this cheap uncle. He worked hard to raise Amu for seven years, but he couldn't just send it back for nothing. Unexpectedly, Amu, who was not good enough, ran over like this, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to show his merits.

He lowered his head and looked at the divine chicken, curled his lips.

"Jiuchi!" I have told you that other people's cubs should not be taken to their own nests to raise them. Danyi spoke to Chen Ziqi in a similar manner, but all she said was the sound of birds.

"Since there is no fiefdom, please follow me to Lushan." After the nephew and uncle recognized each other, Li Yuhan spoke without thinking about it after hearing Amu's recent situation.

"This..." Chen Ziqi quickly made a gesture with Fuxi and said sincerely, "Amu grew up with my mother since childhood. If she wants to leave, she must have her mother's consent."

"Who wants to kidnap my son!" A loud voice sounded in the yard. Soon, Chang E held her skirt and rushed into the main hall with a fierce look.
Chapter completed!