As soon as Fei Ran's voice fell, the surrounding area was instantly quiet.

With a thud, Xiaoxi knelt down on the ground and began to kowtow, one after another: "My lord, spare my life, my lord, my servant made a mistake, I violated the rules, and I didn't understand the rules. I shouldn't be afraid of getting tired so that my son will do it without permission." Disobeying the order of the prince, the servant knows his mistake..."

While admitting her mistake, Xiaoxi still does not forget to excuse herself.

Fei Yi, who was standing aside, saw Xiao Xi kneeling down, hesitated for a moment whether he should kneel or not, and glanced quietly at Fei Ran's face.

With Fei Ran's expressionless face behind his back, it's frightening to watch.

Fei Yi felt that he had figured it out, he was about to kneel down as soon as he bent his legs.

However, he never knelt down on this knee.

Fei Yi seemed to have been cast with a body-holding spell, and kept his knees slightly bent and froze in mid-air.

Fei Yi followed the strength of the whole body's upward pull, and raised his eyes to look above his head.

It's Fei Ran.

Fei Ran reached out and grabbed his collar.

Fei Ran fixed his eyes on him: "What are you planning to do?"

If you kowtow to him when you disagree, is this trying to send him away?

Fei Yi was a little dazed: "Father, I was wrong."

The corner of Fei Ran's mouth twitched: "... Where did you go wrong?"

Fei Yi blinked, stuttered, glanced at Fei Ran several times, but didn't say a word.

He hadn't figured out what was wrong with him.

Holding Fei Yi's collar, Fei Ran directly lifted him up, and lifted Fei Yi to his side while hanging in the air.

Fei Yi was shaken in mid-air, his eyes widened slightly, this was the first time he had experienced such a scene.

Then, Fei Ran let go, Fei Yi stopped next to Fei Ran's body.

Fei Yi raised his head to look at Fei Ran, and called out weakly: "...Father."

He was afraid that Fei Ran would be angry.

Fei Ran glanced at him: "You are the master, and he is the slave. To the slave, how could the master be wrong."

Fei Yi frowned.

yes……?

Fei Yi asked timidly: "Then if it is true that the son's rules are wrong?"

Fei Yi is often punished for improper manners, causing him to be cautious about his etiquette.

"What is my identity?" Fei Ran asked him.

Fei Yi was puzzled, he didn't know why Fei Ran asked such a question, but he still answered politely: "Father is the king of the Dayang Dynasty."

Fei Ran looked down at him: "I am the king, then you are the son of the king, how can the son of this king make mistakes."

Fei Yi stared blankly at Fei Ran, ... didn't understand.

Fei Ran stretched out his hand and patted his head: "You just need to remember that you are the rules, and everyone in the palace must follow your rules."

Fei Yi stood beside Fei Ran, a little dazed.

The big hand on his head was warm, at this moment he couldn't listen to what Fei Ran was saying.

As for Xiaoxi, she is just a bold servant.

Fei Ran didn't want to do it himself, he called the housekeeper to handle the matter, and at the same time asked the housekeeper to transfer the gold, silver, jewels, jade, agate, and incense car attendants brought by the original owner from the capital to the palace of Prince Pei.

The original owner is stupid. Due to the death of the Duke Protector and the change of the situation in the court, the original owner could not share the responsibility with his parents and elder brothers after leaving the capital. Even if he is far away, he will connect with everyone in the capital.

The incense car attendants, BMWs and jades assigned by the emperor, empress and prince were all put in the villa by him, and he has not seen them since arriving in Qiong Nan. This is one of the reasons why the original owner fell into the lake and no one called for help one.

The original owner killed himself.

The so-called hard times are just the original owner's self-righteousness. Although the court situation in Capital City is tense, the standard of living is not.

Fei Ran can live a hard life, but he won't allow a good life either.

Soon, the palace began to fill up, like a water-deficient jade that had absorbed water, glowing scorchingly in the sun.

When Guanshi Zhang came to pay respects to Fei Ran, his tone was filled with excitement: "This slave pays respects to the prince."

Guanshi Zhang was the steward of the King's Mansion in the capital, but since he came to Qiongnan Island, he had never seen his master once. He felt that the master was afraid of seeing things and thinking about others, so he arranged them in another villa to prevent them from hooking up. Talk about the sad things of the master.

Unexpectedly, after two years, the master was finally willing to see them. Guanshi Zhang was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Fei Ran nodded: "Get up."

"Yes, my lord."

"You rearrange the people you bring, and let them perform their duties. At the same time, find a few attendants who are about the same age as the prince. This king will personally select two useful people for him."

Manager Zhang thought about it.

He didn't expect that the first thing he did when he came to the palace was to take care of his son's affairs.

In the past, when Concubine Xie was still there, there were people around the prince, but later they were all demoted and punished. The prince never mentioned the matter of adding new people, and everyone in the mansion knew that the prince did not want to see the prince.

Unexpectedly, two years after coming to Qiong Nan, the prince and the prince have been dependent on each other for a long time, and the prince has begun to care a lot about the prince.

Manager Zhang lowered his eyes.

It seems that this time he has to beat the servants in the mansion well. His behavior of turning a blind eye and closing one eye in the past is no good. The meaning of the prince is the meaning of the whole palace. Don't dare to make mistakes.

Everything in the house began to be in order.

After Fei Ran finished handling the affairs of the palace, he went directly to Fei Yi's study.

Fei Ran who entered Fei Yi's study room for the first time frowned immediately.

The weather in Qiongnan Island is already hot, and the temperature in Fei Yi's study room is even higher. When one walks in, one feels breathless.

The bookshelves in the study stand in rows, along the bookshelves, to the place near the window, through the window you can see a green lake and two big willow trees.

Fei Yi was sitting there.

There was a mahogany Luohan bed by the window, and a small table was placed on the Luohan bed. Fei Yi sat cross-legged on the side of the small table, holding a brush in his forehand, practicing calligraphy seriously.

Although the place where Fei Yi studies is next to the lake, it is cooler than the place where the bookshelf is, but there is still scorching heat around.

There were beads of sweat on Fei Yi's forehead, as if he didn't notice it, he was focused on the calligraphy in his hand.

Fei Ran approached and looked.

On the paper, the black font is immature, and some parts are a little crooked. It's not pretty, it's only better than a dog crawling.

However, the nib of the brush is inherently soft, and children need a certain amount of arm strength and control to master the brush. It is understandable that Fei Yi can't write well for the time being.

"What do you think of your handwriting?"

Suddenly, Fei Ran's voice sounded, instantly startling Fei Yi who was engrossed in it.

Frightened, Fei Yi's writing brush was also thrown out of the window by his back, and landed on the lake with a slap.

On the emerald green lake, a pen floated in an instant.

Fei Yi turned his head to look at the brush in the lake, and at Fei Ran in front of him, feeling at a loss for a moment.

As soon as knees were bent, wanted to kneel down and admit mistake.

Fei Ran hastily stretched out his hands to grab his hair, and said softly, "Don't kneel."

Fei Yi hurriedly stood up straight again, he looked at Fei Ran with a blushing face: "Father, I was wrong..."

"No, you're right." Fei Ran interrupted his confession with a headache, and continued: "Also, you are not allowed to kneel when you see me in the future."

Fei Yi mumbled his disapproval: "This, this is not in line with the rules."

Under the teaching of the original owner, Fei Yi has always adhered to the concept that the king is the guide for the ministers, and the father is the guide for the son. Even in his own home, his etiquette must not be neglected.

Fei Ran: "I am the rule in the palace."

Fei Yi looked at Fei Ran's expression and hesitated to speak.

In Fei Yi's view, etiquette is above all else, it is obviously inappropriate for Fei Ran to say this, people should follow inherent etiquette.

Just when Fei Yi was thinking about how to word it euphemistically.

Fei Ran seemed to see his thoughts, and said: "It's useless to talk too much, I'll take you out to have a look after a few days when it's cooler."

In this era, there are times when kingship far outweighs etiquette.

Hearing Fei Ran said that he would take him out to have a look, Fei Yi's eyebrows froze for a moment.

Since arriving in Qiong Nan, they haven't been out yet.

In the past, Fei Ran always told him that the emperor's grandfather, grandmother, and uncle were suffering in Capital City. Although they could not help them in Capital City, they still had to show their thrift in Qiong Nan.

Now when he suddenly heard going out to have a look, Fei Yi couldn't react for a while.

Fei Ran looked at the silly cub who was even shorter than him standing on Luohan's bed.

Fei Yi is not only thin and short, but also not tall, his small face is a bit sallow, and there are obvious dark circles under his eyes, he looks like someone who died young.

Fei Ran was somewhat dissatisfied.

How can this work.

Fei Ran is not very pleasing to the eyes when looking at this study room, it is too hot.

"Pack up your books and pens and come with me."

After Fei Ran finished speaking, she reached out and took Fei Yi to write it carefully but it still looked like a dog crawled over the words, before Fei Yi could respond, she stepped up and walked out first.

Seeing this, Fei Yi hurriedly packed his things, and soon, with a lot of things in his arms, he followed Fei Ran's pace for some unknown reason, and arrived at Fei Ran's study.

Compared with Fei Yi's stuffy and simple study place, Fei Ran's study room is very comfortable.

Tables with appropriate length and width, yellow rosewood armchairs, simple and elegant bookshelves, fragrant and elegant orchids, koi in celadon basins... There is a couch not far from the window.

As soon as he entered the study room, there was a rush of cold air.

There are several ice basins in Fei Ran's study, and there are two basins in front of the desk alone.

It's not the first time Fei Yi entered Fei Ran's study room, every time he did something wrong, Fei Ran would make him kneel in the study room as punishment, but this time when he came in, he always felt that the study room was different from before.

He turned around and found that there were many things in the study that he hadn't seen before, such as the couch by the window, the ice basin by the table, the pandan on the small table, and even the chairs from before seemed to have been replaced...

Fei Ran called someone in, and asked someone to add a desk next to his desk, and sent someone to add a couch by the window.

Fei Yi stood where he was, listening to Fei Ran's instructions, and seeing everyone's busyness, he was a little confused.

After everything was finished, Fei Ran pointed to the newly added desk next to his desk and said, "You will study here from now on."

Fei Yi was a little surprised, but also a little panicked.

Father and son sit in different seats and sleep in different rooms, Fei Ran's behavior is obviously against the law of etiquette.

Fei Yi said euphemistically: "Father, this is against the rules..."

"What I said is right." Fei Ran interrupted.

Fei Yi felt aggrieved and closed his mouth, he looked at Fei Ran as if saying, "How can father be so capricious."

However, the arm can't twist the thigh, just like what Fei Ran said, even if he doesn't follow the rules, it doesn't matter, everyone in the palace has to listen to him.

Fei Yi's study place has been shifted, from the humble arhat bed by the lake to Fei Ran's large study room with everything he needs.

Finally, under Fei Ran's dominance, Fei Yi put all his school supplies on the desk next to Fei Ran's desk.

After everything was arranged and the straw paper was spread out, Fei Yi picked up the brush and planned to continue practicing calligraphy.

As soon as Fei Ran turned his head, he saw the cub who was about to pick up a pen and practice calligraphy: ...

Sometimes it's not a good thing for a cub to be too self-conscious.

He reached out and grabbed Fei Yi's slender arm, "I won't write for now."

Fei Yi watched the brush in his hand being taken off by Fei Ran, and frowned in confusion: "Father, I haven't written enough big characters today."

Fei Ran waved his hand, "It's time for lunch."

Fei Yi glanced at the sun outside the window, and it was indeed time for lunch, so he said to Fei Ran: "Father, eat first, after I finish writing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fei Yi was carried away by Fei Ran covering his mouth.

Caught off guard, Fei Yi thumped a bit, and could faintly hear the word "rules" coming out of his mouth.

The people in the palace were also a little shocked when they saw the prince being carried away by Fei Ran, but soon they lowered their heads again, and secretly raised the importance of the prince in their hearts.

The servants have always been terrified when they were placed in the other village. After all, only the servants who serve the master are useful servants. In addition, Fei Ran will return to Beijing sooner or later. After a long time, they are very worried that Fei Ran will go back to Beijing sooner or later.Leave them here.

Now these servants have just returned to the palace, and they are more cautious and conscientious in doing things. How much the prince attaches importance to the son, the status of the son in their hearts is as high.

After Fei Ran carried him back to the main hall, he put him down.

After Fei Yi was put down, he pulled his slightly wrinkled clothes with his small hands, his little face was a little red.

He was hugged by Fei Ran once again.

but……

"Father, next time...next time...you can't do this, it's against etiquette."

Fei Ran: ...

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