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Just when Young Master Feng was disheartened, Yu Yi's eunuch ran in in a panic, shouting: "Young Master, Young Master! Great joy! Great joy! Xiangong is gone! Xiangong's biography belongs to you! Let the son inherit the position of the king of the Song Dynasty!"

Yu Yi was confused, and so was Young Master Feng.

Young Master Feng said with a smile: "How ridiculous, big brother wants to kill me, because he knows that I am Junfu's first bloodline, Junfu passed away, it must be passed on to Feng. The ridiculous thing is, the ridiculous thing is ...Your father didn't see me when he was dying, but he passed on the title of king to my good brother!"

Taking a long game with Yi, he spent many, many years poisoning Prince Feng's fish food in order to poison the first heir of the Song Dynasty, but what he never expected was that Prince Feng's father died , but did not pass the title of monarch to his son Feng, who was his own son, but passed the title of monarch to Yu Yi in order to repay his brother's kindness.

For Yu Yi, this is simply a pie in the sky!

Young Master Feng said: "Brother was so happy, he laughed happily, I escaped from death, so I took the opportunity to run away, Junfu died, and the throne was lost, Feng thought there was nothing more terrifying than these..."

However, the son Feng saw the governor of Hua coming in a hurry, and the governor was sweating profusely and told him that in order to ensure the title of the king of Yuyi, the late father wanted to send you to the state of Zheng. Coming soon!

According to the degree of ruthlessness with Yi, the son Feng is not dead, so he will definitely not let it go, and will definitely make Kong Fujia cruel to the son Feng, and Kong Fujia is a loyal person. Open your mouth, no matter what it is, Kong Fujia will definitely do it, and get rid of this serious worry for Yu Yi, regardless of whether the other party is the son of the late father...

The little dog's ears stood up, and he moved twice. He didn't expect that son Feng's life experience was not simple. Ji Lin was betrayed by his uncle, and son Feng was double-betrayed by his cousin and father. It was twice as miserable.

Ji Lin thought, forget it, the widow will not bother with you about this bowl of noodles anymore.

Young Master Feng looked at Qi Lu, smiled slightly, and said, "The Taifu's fish meal is really delicious, but it's a pity that Feng doesn't have the good fortune to eat it, no..."

He said, squinting his eyes, as if talking to himself, slightly twitching the corners of his lips, with a surly and sickly smile on his face, looking down at his big palm, covered with calluses of a martial artist, He said hoarsely: "Perhaps... there will be a day in the future when Feng will no longer be afraid of eating fish, it's unknown."