582. Chapter 582 The true identity of the younger brother
"Yesterday I saw a little maid with a golden phoenix token on her face, calling her master towards Zhi Fang." Zhishan pondered for a moment, then frowned and said to Mr. Yun.
"Zhifang??" Mr. Yun looked a little surprised, "Is that the little Taoist priest who stole your Qingxin Guan scripture?"
"Yes." Zhishan nodded, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, "I didn't expect that at such a young age, his martial arts attainments are already so high. On our way to the capital, we encountered a large number of thousand-year-old tree demons.
The skeleton monster and the pangolin monster last night were actually controlled by him alone."
"How old is he...?" Mr. Yun suddenly became serious after hearing Zhishan's words.
"Looks like he's only eleven or twelve years old." Zhishan frowned and replied in a low voice towards Young Master Yun with a puzzled expression on his face.
There was a sudden silence in the room.
Logically speaking, at the age of eleven or twelve, it is impossible for him to have such high martial arts attainments, but they have never heard of such a young hero in the world...
"Hua Hua, I see that your face is full of spring breeze, and your eyes are flowing like a pool of spring water." Haitang took Hua Hua's hand and looked at her carefully for a long time, then held her chin and tilted her head and asked: "How have you been recently?
Did something good happen to you??"
"Uh... no..." Hua Weiluo unconsciously touched his cheek, his face full of spring breeze, his eyes filled with spring water??
Where did you see it? She was obviously tortured by her junior brother all night last night, staring at the two huge dark circles, okay...
"Then..." Haitang's bright eyes glanced back and forth at Zhishan and Hua Weiluo, then frowned and asked: "Then did something happen between you and this stinky Taoist priest?? I
It seems that although you were in love before, it was not like this now, where you would glance at each other constantly, looking like you were inseparable..."
"You are thinking too much, haha..." Hua Weiluo suddenly broke out in cold sweat on her forehead. She stretched out her sleeves, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then said to Haitang: "You and Mr. Yun..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly found that Mr. Yun and Zhishan had stopped talking. Both of them turned their eyes towards her and Haitang, so they quickly stopped talking and stopped asking.
"Listening to what Haitang said, it's really a bit..." Mr. Yun gently rubbed his chin with one of his fair and slender fingers, looked at Zhishan and Hua Weiluo, and then whispered: "Yesterday,
My father has already given you two a marriage, but otherwise, have you ever thought about when you want to win the unmarried girl??"
"Wait..." Haitang was stunned when she heard Mr. Yun's words. Her bright eyes looked up and down at Zhishan for a long time, and then she asked in disbelief: "He just
What are you talking about?? My father has given you and Hua Weiluo a marriage? Fei Ran? Isn’t that the name of the eleventh prince? Why would my husband call you Fei Ran??"
"Haitang...don't you know...junior brother, he is the eleventh prince?" Hua Weiluo couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, and asked in a low voice towards Haitang.
Has Mr. Yun never told Haitang about his junior brother’s true identity?
