Plastic Surgeon & Thief Princess

Battle King Manor

Dongfang Zizai sat in his study room with a dark expression, looking at the little kid on the floor. Speaking of which, why did he send people to track down the thief and catch this little kid? This little kid had actually landed in his mansion.

Don't tell him that the little child came to steal from his residence? Moreover, the famous Thief Saint definitely could not be him.

"Speak, who is that person with you!" Dongfang Zizai interrogated in a cold voice.

"Hee hee." Wu Dai continued hugging his wine pot and giggling, "Daddy, are there any dishes? Only when there's dishes to serve the wine would there be a chance."

Dongfang Qizu facepalmed, he was crazy, he actually listened to him ask for wine.

"Shadowless, take him away."

"But Your Highness, this …" Where can I take such a young child?

"Father, let me tell you, my mother is beautiful." He drank two sips before continuing, "In a while, my mother will come to pick me up."

"I want my mother to find me a man, oh no, a woman."

"Do you want me to find one for you as well?"

He laughed and waved his hand to let Shadowless go. The only person he had ever met in his life who could make him feel the most helpless was this child.

How in the world did he raise such a young child with so many bizarre words? He had a lot of different thoughts.

He stood up shakily, climbed onto Dong Fang Qi Su who was about to read his book, and rubbed his fleshy face against his arm. "Daddy, marry mother."

His heart, which he had trusted throughout his years on the battlefield, suddenly trembled at this moment.

"Mother, she's suffering so much, so much …"

As he spoke, he fell asleep.

Dongfang Qisu was still in a position of hugging a ball and smashing it. He was not young anymore, it was about time for him to get married.

Now that the Emperor was fearful of him and had thought of ways to withdraw the military power, he should think of a way to make the Emperor understand that without the emperor's throne, he would not be in danger.

But now, where could he find such a suitable woman?

Rong Jiu?

The image of Rong Jiu's face appeared in Dongfang Zexuan's mind, but he knew that he was probably someone from the crown prince's side. He knew that the crown prince's consort always went to find Rong Jiu, and that he had connections with the Wanning Mansion.

However, this seemed to make sense.

By using Rong Jiu, the crown prince thought that he could use him to monitor his every move, which would also let them relax their vigilance.

A trace of determination flashed across Dongfang Zizai's eyes, and there was an orderly knock on the door. "Come in."

No matter who he faced, it would be the same with his ice-cold face and eyes.

Rong Jiu, who was dressed in black, walked in. "Let him go."

Rong Jiu was completely on guard.

Dongfang Qishan glanced over, "You're that Thief Sage?"

Rong Jiu's expression froze for a moment before returning to normal, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Is that so?" Dong Fang Qi Su stood up with his arms around his body.

"Let him go!" Rong Jiu stared fixedly at the ball of fire, afraid that something would happen to him.

"This King can not expose you, but This King needs to make a deal with you." Dong Fang Qi said.

"Trade?" What kind of deal could Dongfang Qizheng have with her?

"To put up a show with This King, you must pretend that you are This King's woman!"

"You!"

Rong Jiu was shocked, his old face suddenly turned red.

"This King doesn't have any special intentions. What do you think of this deal?"

"I need to think about it." Rong Jiu bit his lip. Although this deal was good for her, he still felt that it was rather dangerous. "Oh right, you have to tell me. Why do you know my identity?"

"From the moment you stepped in, This King understood." Dongfang Qisu handed the group to Rong Jiu and returned to the front of the table. He returned to his cold expression, "Leave first. I will wait for your answer."

Rong Jiu didn't stay for long as he carried the drunk group and left.

"Formless." Dong Fang Qi said.

"Your Highness." Without a trace.

"Find a substitute, we'll announce tomorrow that we've taken down the Thief."

"Yes."

Dongfang Kisu had long since understood that the reason the emperor asked him to pursue the matter of the Sage Thief was to make him unable to manage the military camp, to make him return to the capital was because he didn't want him to continue doing meritorious deeds.

However, royal father is also your son, why is there such a huge difference? You are clearly not in the mood to fight, yet you are so on guard.

If one day he had to fight for it, he would probably be forced to do so. The crown prince had secretly set up his own faction to be tripped by him, so he had no choice but to fight back.

Even though he was bloodthirsty on the battlefield, he wasn't that cold. If he was, it would be because he was forced to.

As expected by Rong Jiu, the news of the disgraceful incident with the Marquis' Mansion quickly spread throughout the capital. This bastard had a bad temper; tsk tsk, tsk. Anyone who heard of this would feel disgusted.

If a concubine was pregnant with a daughter, then it would be even more extraordinary.

Ning Rou Xue sent someone to say that she wouldn't be able to come today. Presumably, she also went to deal with this matter. As the crown prince's consort, it was hard to say if His Majesty would be angry or the crown prince wouldn't be angry over such a scandal.

Rong Jiu wrote a few words, asking Madam Jade to send someone to the War King's Manor. This word represented that she agreed to play along with him.

If this person wanted to torture trash, then he had to have the capital. And her capital was to have a powerful backer, and this backer had delivered her to his doorstep.

Marquis Wanning Mansion, Ning Ruoxue, just you guys wait.