C459 Not afraid of thieves stealing but afraid of thieves missing out

After eating, because Yue Xiang's body was unwell, she stood up and returned after a while. Although she did not show it yet, Yue Xiang was very careful. She rubbed her stomach and took delicate steps, with Liang Baotian carefully supporting him from the side. Yue Xiang leaned on his arm, her face looking as if she had a halo around it.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qianfan was very envious. Although Morong Gan was also very good to her, this feeling was different. She had no children, and she couldn't pretend to look like that.

Bai Qianfan wanted to collect the scriptures, so she accompanied Yue Gui there. It was inconvenient for Morong Gan to go, and he was not willing to join in on the liveliness, so he went to the training grounds to watch the training of the soldiers, in order to meet Du Changfeng.

The blazing sun was scorching hot, and the people who grilled it couldn't wait to peel off a layer of its skin. Morong Gan walked the whole way while wearing his light and light clothes, his back was already completely drenched.

In the distance, he heard a majestic shout. He turned a corner at the bottom of the hill and saw a group of bare-chested men practicing. His dark muscles gleamed in the sun, and his body was wet as if it had been watered.

Morong Gan's gaze fell upon one of them. Standing amongst the crowd, he was similarly bare-chested, with a strong and robust upper body, but it was obvious that he was different from the rest with a single glance. His body had an additional heroic aura, and the lines on the side of his face were solemn.

As today was a visit, there weren't many rules. The two hundred and fifty imperial bodyguards were overjoyed to see their good friends from their hometown, and they greeted them with a wave of their hands, "Du Changfeng! Du Changfeng! "

As soon as he called out, everyone on the training field immediately shook and scattered, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Du Changfeng looked at them quickly, then raised his head and looked at the slope. There was a man standing under a big tree, who was holding his hands out in confusion.

At this time, everyone saw Prince Chu and a few of them picked up their clothes. Their faces were also at a loss, not knowing whether to wear it or not.

Du Changfeng calmly stepped forward and bowed. The people behind him lined up as well, and knelt down to greet Prince Chu. Their voices were loud and clear, piercing right through Yun Xiao.

Morong Gan raised his hand, signaling them to stand up. Raising their chin towards Du Changfeng, the two of them went under the tree to talk.

"What does that mean?" Prince Chu pointed at the people under the tree, "There's an enemy? Do I need to relax? "

Du Changfeng vaguely acknowledged but did not provide any additional explanation.

However, Prince Chu was a little knowledgeable, and laughed with a hint of schadenfreude, "Are you trying to guard against Miss Shi?"

Du Changfeng's face changed, you want to send people to watch me?

"This king doesn't have that kind of leisure," Morong Gan laughed. "It's hard for this king not to know that you have a warm-hearted father-in-law." On the day of Yue Xiang's wedding, he only mentioned it casually, but did not expect Shi Shengcheng to treat it as an imperial edict. It was precisely because she knew that Du Changfeng had always been unwilling to marry him, that he stayed in the Dark Water Town, and endured Shi Yingying's torture.

Previously, when the two of them met, they were still acting arrogantly and acting arrogantly. This time, there were no outsiders around, so they all spoke frankly.

Morong Gan opened his mouth first, "There is a saying that says you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but fear of thieves thinking of them. Du Changfeng, you have made this king very unhappy."

Du Changfeng said confidently, "This time I met him first."

"She is my wife. We bow to the heavens and earth."

"Didn't they already separate?"

"It's been separated. She's my wife as well." The corner of Morong Gan's mouth raised into a ridiculing smile, "You're too boring, why are you always thinking about other people's wives?"

"When I met her, she said she didn't want to see you."

"When have couples ever stumbled before? What are you always doing in this situation?" Morong Gan scoffed, "In the end, it's still all useless!"

Du Changfeng was silent for a moment, then continued, "If she's doing well, then forget it, if it's not good, then I still have to think about it."

Morong Gan's face sank, "You dare! Can't she stay by my side? "

"Isn't Miss Huangfu still following by her side?"

"She is her, I am I. What does it have to do with me that she lives alone in the embroidery building? "

"But it would be inconvenient for a girl to follow you around, not as a wife or concubine, nor as a sister. "Besides, she was once the prince's fiancee. The wangfei's personality is simple, and it's not like she likes to fight over things. But in her heart, it's not like she cares about him at all."

Morong Gan said, "When the crown prince ascends the throne, all of the problems will be easily solved, and Huangfu Zhuer will choose to stay in another room instead of following us."

Du Changfeng said, "This is for the best. That night, I told the wangfei that if the prince did something to let her down, I would definitely not let you off lightly!"

Morong Gan laughed, "She probably won't appreciate your loyalty, right?"

Du Changfeng was angry at what he said, but after a while he said, "Prince knows her, she said he doesn't need me, he can do it himself."

Morong Gan guessed right, and he was extremely pleased with himself, "How can I not understand my own daughter-in-law? But there's no need for you to worry about it. I'm sorry for myself, I won't let her down. "

Du Changfeng nodded, "I ask Your Highness to remember today's words. If you can't do it, don't blame me for offending you. "

Morong Gan squinted his eyes, and sized him up, "You're already committing an offense, but I quite appreciate your true nature. If I kill you, Qian Fan will make trouble for me. So if I leave you with your life, I'll say what I need to say. If I don't kill you, that doesn't mean I'll spare your life. I'll have my head on my neck for now, so if I do something out of line again, don't blame me for not recognizing you. "

Du Changfeng lowered his head and did not say a word.

Morong Gan looked at the men on the training ground, "The military belt is not bad, speaking of it, I have not practiced for a long time, do you have any interest in accompanying me in exercising my muscles or bones?"

Du Changfeng's eyes lit up, "Your Royal Highness wants to fight with me?"

"You definitely aren't my match when fighting," Morong Gan thought for a moment.

"Yes."

"Alright, let's fight with the cloth vaults." As Morong Gan said this, he untied his belt, took off his robes and threw them over to Jia Tong, revealing a strong and thick upper body.

The two walked to the middle of the training field and stood face to face. When the crowd saw that there was going to be a good show to watch, they all surrounded him.

However, Morong Gan's body had more scars than most others, especially the shocking arrow wound on his back. Although it had already been a long time, the wound still looked very sinister, and one could imagine how dangerous the situation had been at that time.

The Prince Chu was famous, it was the famous Warlord, the people thought that he was just giving orders from behind, there would be soldiers charging in and killing them, they never thought that the Prince Chu would go to the battlefield to bathe in blood, if not, where would the scars on his body come from? This was a scar, and it was also his battle record. Everyone felt deep veneration for him.