The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"Young Master Jiuqing, the teacher is just a little strict, this is not his intention. He was still talking about you before you came." The butler smiled and stopped in front of Feng Jiuqing. His tone was gentle but his actions carried a hint of irrefutability.

Feng Jiuqing leaned against Yan Xun, laughing exaggeratedly as if he had heard a funny joke, "Butler Li, wasn't I eighteen years old on the first day I was born? You mean he didn't even remember me for the past eighteen years, but now he suddenly remembers me?"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Fengshan and Butler Li both looked unhappy, but Butler Li had been with Fengshan for many years after all, so he managed to force out a smile, "Master Jiuqing, you misunderstood. This is the first time that the master has been a father, and he doesn't know how to express it. He actually cares about you."

"You have been raised by the old man all these years. The gentleman often secretly wiped tears in front of your photo. He was actually happier when he saw you than at any other time. He was strict with you, but he just wanted you to succeed. He hoped you could understand his painstaking efforts."

"Heh~ Butler Li, why bother? Is he the first time being a father? I remember his first illegitimate child was one year older than me, right? Could it be that——"

Feng Jiuqing glanced at Feng Shan's head for a few times and smiled meaningfully: "I didn't expect that Mr. Feng had such a broad mind and didn't mind raising a son for someone else. I was judging him by my own standards. I admire you!"

Feng Shan's face turned green in an instant, and his eyes seemed to be able to emit sparks as he stared at Feng Jiuqing.

"Feng Jiuqing, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by raising someone else's son? You keep calling him a bastard. Where is your upbringing? He is your brother!"

Feng Jiuqing shrank into Yan Xun's arms, and Yan Xun immediately protected him with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. Feng Shan wanted to say something, but after meeting Yan Xun's eyes, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck and swallowed the words back.

Feng Jiuqing blinked his eyes and said innocently: "Mr. Feng, if I remember correctly, I am the first son born by Miss Qiao, so where did I get my brother from?"

"Everyone outside knows that I, Feng Jiuqing, am the only son of the Feng family. Mr. Feng should be careful with his words. After all, the chairman cares a lot about his reputation. If these words get out, it will not end well."

"Are you threatening me?" Fengshan raised his brows, his eyes bulged and were bloodshot.

"Rebel!"

"When has Mr. Feng ever treated me as his own child? I cannot bear the responsibility of being called a rebellious son." Feng Jiuqing's eyes were as innocent as they could be.

Feng Shan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He pointed at Feng Jiuqing and was speechless for a long time.

"Young Master Jiuqing, in terms of blood relationship, the gentleman is indeed your father. Isn't it inappropriate for you to talk like this? The old master didn't ask you to come here to anger the gentleman, right?" Butler Li's eyes turned cold, and there was a hint of accusation in the look he gave Feng Jiuqing.

"As expected of his dog, he came here just by smelling the scent. But you're right, if it weren't for this blood relationship, I wouldn't be the heir of Dingfeng. Actually, I have to thank Mr. Feng." Feng Jiuqing leaned in Yan Xun's arms, saying with a forced smile.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Fengshan coughed so loudly that it shook the earth.

"Sir!" Butler Li didn't care about Feng Jiuqing and hurriedly handed the tea to Feng Shan.

Fengshan suppressed the anger in his heart with the help of tea. He didn't know what the old man was thinking. He didn't pass Dingfeng to him, but instead passed it to this evil creature!

If that old man had given him Ding Feng, why would he have to endure the anger of this evil creature today?

Feng Shan's face turned dark blue, and he cursed Feng Jiuqing inwardly, saying that he was such an evil creature! If he had known earlier, he should have strangled him to death when he was born!

"Hey, hey, hey - what's going on! Ah Shan, didn't you say that you would have a good talk with Jiu Qing when he comes, and clear up the misunderstandings over the years? Why do you scold him as soon as he comes?"

A woman in her thirties, wearing a white cheongsam, came down from upstairs, patted Feng Shan gently, and then smiled at Feng Jiuqing.

"Jiuqing has become more and more handsome over the years. Auntie can hardly recognize that this celebrity-like person is our Jiuqing."

Feng Jiuqing turned his eyes away, pretending he didn't see it.

Bai Yueguang is Bai Yueguang after all. After more than ten years, there is no trace of time on Bai Yueguang's face. Unlike Fengshan, he looks seventy even though he is less than fifty.

"Brother Jiuqing." A young man wearing glasses and dressed in top-quality custom-made clothes from head to toe, which made him look somewhat decent, smiled at Feng Jiuqing, his eyes full of calculation.

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes. In the past, these two spectators would only appear when Feng Shan was furious and punished him. What happened today? The stage hasn't even been set up yet, so why did these two actors come?

"We don't know each other, so don't try to make connections." Feng Jiuqing patted the dust off his body in disgust, as if he wanted to get rid of something dirty.

"Dad..." Bai Qian looked at Feng Shan aggrievedly, and then laughed at himself: "Sorry, I shouldn't call Jiu Qing brother. After all, I am just an illegitimate child and not worthy of being the brother of the heir of the Feng family. But Dad, we are connected by blood. I just want to be closer to Jiu Qing. Is that wrong?"

Bai Qian is the eldest son of Fengshan and Bai Yueguang. Feng Wude did not allow his illegitimate son to have the surname Feng, so Bai Qian took his mother's surname.

"Feng Jiuqing!" Feng Shan exploded at the slightest touch.

Feng Jiuqing fanned the air in front of his nose and signaled Yan Xun to take him two steps back.

"You smell like lemon tea and I'm sick of you. Mr. Feng, my hearing is normal. You don't need to shout so loudly. Be careful not to scare the neighbor's Acai."

Acai is a pastoral dog raised by the owner of a villa next to the mountain residence. For some reason, this pastoral dog likes Feng Jiuqing very much. He is very happy every time Feng Jiuqing comes here, but Feng Jiuqing does not come here often.

"you!"

While Bai Qian was calming Feng Shan down, he looked at Feng Jiuqing with pity, "I deserve whatever Brother Jiuqing says about me, but how can you say that about Dad? Dad has worked very hard these years, how can we, as his sons, treat him like this?"

Hard work? Fengshan Hard work? Hard work for what? Hard work to crawl from one bed to another?

Feng Jiuqing didn't understand but was greatly shocked.

"Rebellious son! If you were half as sensible as Qian'er, huh!" Fengshan said angrily.

"Alright, alright~" Bai Yueguang tried to comfort Fengshan while signaling to Bai Qian with her eyes, "It's rare for a child to come here, why are you scolding him?"

"Dad, it's a rare opportunity for my brother to come here, can you please not be angry?" Bai Qian suppressed his emotions and advised reluctantly.

With the stairs, Fengshan went down smoothly: "Forget it, for Qian'er and Yueyue's sake, I won't care about it this time."

Then you should think about it.

Feng Jiuqing returned to his usual expressionless look and said indifferently: "Mr. Feng, just be frank. You asked me to come here this time, not just to watch your family perform?"