Miracle doctor cute baby: The black-bellied prince is not easy to mess with

Chapter 60
Tian'er's face wrinkled even tighter, she jumped off the stool and walked outside.

Wuming said distressedly, "He's just a child, are you being too strict with him?"

Feng Ditian withdrew his gaze and said softly, "To be my son of Feng Ditian, you must learn to be calm, calm, and decisive. There is no ability to protect it.”

"But he must be only five years old."

Feng Ditian raised his eyebrows and said, "This king is as old as him, and he has already been thrown into the misty forest for training."

"That's because you have worshiped a powerful master. Besides, you are not all alone. Your master is also behind you."

"But I don't know, okay, what did that woman tell you?" Feng Ditian asked without wanting to change the subject.

"It's nothing, just let me take care of Tian'er. By the way, I have to go back to the Valley of Divine Doctors. There is a new situation over there. As for the batch of medicinal materials."

"I've already found out, and there's no need to search for the reason. This king has his own plans. You should go back first."

"Okay," Wuming stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Maybe we can let Qiyue give it a try. Her medical skills are beyond my reach. Is it just because of your relationship?"

"Let's talk about this later, you go back and have a look first."

"Well, I'm leaving, ten days at most, be nice to Tian'er," Wuming urged.

"He is the king's son," Fengdi Tianyin reminded with a sullen face.

Nameless smiled helplessly and walked out the door.

In the Bai Mansion, the Prince followed Bai Yi to the Prime Minister's Mansion but was in vain.

Bai Sheng said that he went out after breakfast in July, and he didn't say where he went. Since Qi Yue refused to bring his entourage and maid, no one dared to follow.

At this moment, Qi Qi met a young man not far from Tingfeng Tower who had sold his body to bury his father and was being bullied by bullies on the street.

I saw a fat man with a golden ring on his finger, pinching the young man's chin with his hand and saying, "Hey! This thin-skinned and tender-skinned man looks like a woman. Lord help you bury him." , how about you go back with Grandpa?"

"I wrote it very clearly here, looking for a kind-hearted mistress, son, please respect yourself," the young man said avoiding the man's hand.

"What do you think you're selling? Are you still picking a master? You little white face wants to get rich? Only the young master can take a fancy to you. Does that young lady dare to take you home? Go with me obediently, and I can still grow up Show mercy to help you bury the corpse, and the disobedient young master will tie you up and throw this smelly old man into the mountains to feed the dogs."

"How dare you stand at the feet of the Son of Heaven," the young man roared, glaring at him.

"Why don't you dare? The emperor must be able to control the emperor's feet? Besides, why don't you ask me who I am?"

Seeing that there were more people onlookers, the fat man shouted impatiently, "Come here, take him away, and then throw this corpse to the mass grave."

Seeing that the fat man was about to come, the young man protected the corpse on the ground, and stretched out his hand to stop the guards brought by the fat man.

The two guards stepped forward and each grabbed the young man by the shoulders. Unexpectedly, the young man seemed to have practiced boxing and kicking skills, and he fought to escape with a reversal.

The fat man saw the young man showing his hand, like a practicing family boy, he waved his hand and stepped forward to the two of them.

For a while, the young man dealt with four people alone, and was caught after a few rounds.

He roared fiercely, "Do you still have the king's law?"

"Take it away," the fat man rubbed his chin with squinting eyes, and walked forward in a good mood.

July grabbed a few pebbles on the ground.

Weighing it in his hand, he nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)