Chapter 1404

Speaking of Venthyr's face became stiff.

Don't change the subject, "Okay, don't keep talking about me. Tell me, what are you going to do after meeting Mrs. An Xia?"

What else can I do?

It is natural to disintegrate the imperial domain together.

Feibman meets Anxia, ​​a very young Anxia.

Stunned, Feibman opened his mouth, he wanted to call out "Emperor Anxia", but remembered Wenthier's reminder that it was now "Master Anxia".

But "Lord An Xia" he couldn't shout out.

too young!

How could it be so young.

When I saw her in the news, I thought it was a little embellishment, but now I see that there is no embellishment at all, and I am indeed young.

"You are not Emperor Anxia."

Soon, Feibman's face turned cold, and he said solemnly: "Who are you? Why did you have to have plastic surgery to look like Emperor Anxia!"

He said to Venthyr again: "Count Venthyr, what do you want to do!"

"Phibman." An Xia said lightly, her tone was as indifferent as when they met in the Imperial Region back then, with a faint and condescending look, "Long time no see."

Feibman, who was still sullen just now, stopped, and his eyes slowly fell on the young An Xia's face again.

"An Xia... the Emperor..."

He murmured uncertainly.

An Xia said lightly: "Wrong, An Qian is the emperor."

That's the tone, that's the tone!

The eyes were shocked and Feibman took a step back, a little unable to accept, "Who are you, why... why are you so similar, so similar, God, so similar."

"Are you Emperor Anxia? No? Really?"

Feibman himself was a little confused.

Yeah?

Too young, it is impossible for Emperor An Xia to be so young.

isn't it?

His tone and demeanor were the same as An Xia's in his memory.

An Xia pointed to the sofa on one side, "Sit down, let's chat together."

Feibman didn't move.

He wanted to leave, so he gave his bodyguard a look, but Wencyr blocked him first, and said with a smile: "I've arrived here, sit down and have a chat before leaving."

"Don't worry, coward, you are the heir of the Feibman family, I dare not put you under house arrest or kill you."

Who knows.

Also, he's not a coward!

Fibman glared at Venthyr fiercely, and Venthyr said without sincerity, "Yes, yes, you are not a coward, you are now a qualified heir."

Coward was Phoebeman's childhood nickname.

At that time, he was the most timid. He was bold outside, but he was timid when he entered the training camp.

Being teased by children, Feibman cried several times because of it.

Hearing the nickname that no one has mentioned again, feels somewhat intimate.

It also made Feibman relax a lot.

Sitting on the sofa, he looked at An Xia, "The prerequisite for communication, I hope you can answer the questions I want to ask."

Today's An Xia is much more patient than before, and these days, she had a very pleasant meeting with the Gran royal family, so after hearing this, she smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

This smile frightened Feibman.

Absolutely not Emperor An Xia!

It is absolutely impossible for Emperor An Xia to smile at him.

After sitting down, Feibman said seriously: "I want to know who you are."

Well, this is a long story.

But to make a long story short.

During the listening process, Feibman was sometimes puzzled, sometimes surprised, sometimes frowned, and sometimes suddenly realized.

In the end, he looked at An Xia in disbelief, "what? Is it that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple. I'm An Xia, but I'm not An Xia either. We are related by blood and know a lot about each other."

An Xia who finished making up the story nodded solemnly, "I also appeared in the training, but you didn't know it. Grandpa's arrangements are always so surprising."