Soon, Feng Qitong was carried into a newly cleaned room in Tang Mansion.

Compared with the rooms in the palace, although the area here is not too big, it can be seen that no one has lived in it before.

Obviously, the Tang family did not directly let him live in the room that Tang Zhenting lived in before.

At this point, there was no answer to him.

After lifting Feng Qitong's body on the bed, Father Tang stepped forward and said in a very self-reproachful tone: "Xitong, it's Dad I'm sorry for you! If it weren't for the kind of transfer that happened back then, you too will not...."

Hearing this, Feng Qitong said with a faint expression: "The prime minister doesn't need to blame himself, no one wants such a thing to happen! It's a blessing now that the chaos is set aside anyway!"

As for his heart, he didn't even believe half of what Tang's father said.

Leaving aside the queen giving birth, how many people will look after her, just say that it is not that simple to exchange two babies with the guard of the palace.

Without the acquiescence of the emperor and queen, who could easily exchange the children of two such important figures in Datang?

He said that what happened back then was really an accident, he didn't believe it at all!

But now, he can believe it if he doesn't believe it.

...

And Mother Tang was wiping tears silently on the side at this moment, looking uncomfortable.

But who is Feng Qitong? Although he is only twelve years old, none of the women he has seen in the palace over the years are master actors in the palace?

In the rank of Mother Tang, she could recognize whether her sadness was true or not.

For a while, Feng Qitong couldn't help but sink in his heart, and became more and more sure about the other doubt in his heart.

But the people he sent out to investigate have not found evidence yet, so for the time being, let him be born to Tang's mother!

...

When Father Tang saw that Feng Qitong called himself prime minister, but refused to call him father, he just sighed softly and didn't blame him.

"What you said is that this is the end of the matter. It is a blessing in misfortune that you can save a life! From now on, you will rest in the mansion! The emperor will not treat you badly!" Father Tang said.

Hearing this, Feng Qitong nodded blankly, then straightened his back and said lightly: "I see. I'm tired. If nothing is wrong, can you go out?"

Seeing that he had reached this step, Father Tang unknowingly revealed the aura of the prince, and he couldn't help feeling even more regretful.

Seriously, after knowing his talents, he hoped that the prince was real more than once.

He admits that Ting'er is also very talented. Over the years, he has been secretly cultivating Ting'er in the direction of the prince. Compared with Feng Qitong, Ting'er is less decisive and courageous than a ruler should have.

Ting'er is always accustomed to weighing the pros and cons before making decisions. This is not to say that it is bad. After all, such an emperor can minimize losses.

But Feng Qitong is different. He can always give up something decisively, delete the complex and remove the simple, and the thunder method is unceremonious.

In comparison, Feng Qitong's decisiveness, at the critical moment, is the most stable of people's hearts.

...

"Then we won't bother you to rest!" Father Tang nodded at this moment.

Then he took Tang's mother and his servants and left.

After everyone in the house had left, Feng Qitong looked at the two eunuchs beside him.

The two little eunuchs were rewarded by the emperor before he left, saying they were sent to take care of his body.

But whether it was for surveillance or to take care of him, he knew very well.