"is that so?"
Nuobao suppressed his blush, and held the spear horizontally in his arms with a groan.
Although the spear was just an ordinary wooden structure, it weighed ten kilograms.
Even as an adult, it is not easy to pick it up easily.
But this little three-year-old baby did it.
The arms that looked like tender lotus roots looked white, tender, soft, and had no strength at all.
But he can hold a ten-pound spear.
Cen Feng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"you you you……"
He was so frightened that he couldn't hold his tongue straight, and he couldn't stutter out a complete sentence.
Cen Feng now not only doubts his own eyes, but also suspects that he is fake.
There was a crisp sound of "click".
The porcelain bowl on Wu Yue's head fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.
But none of this could express her inner shock.
"I, I'm going..."
Her eyes widened and she looked at Nuobao in disbelief.
At first she thought Nuobao was just a cute little sister.
But she didn't expect that she would be imagining a milky, soft little sister.
It's actually more powerful than her!
Wu Yue had tried that long spear before, but couldn't even move it, let alone pick it up.
Now he was hugged by Nuobao.
How could this not be shocking.
"Master, I..."
After reacting, Wu Yue's face instantly became very ashamed when she saw the broken bowl on the ground.
Compared with her sister, she is so far behind!
"Okay, that's it for today."
Mu Heng was also shocked, but he was just pretending.
"How did you pick it up?"
At this moment, Cen Feng no longer cared about the difference in status and jumped over like a monkey.
He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the soft flesh on Nuobao's arm.
Wondering if this is fake.
Cen Feng accidentally touched her ticklish flesh.
Nuobao smiled and dodged, "It's ticklish..."
At this time, the long spear had been put back into place.
But the hand the little guy showed just now is impressive and cannot be forgotten.
"You just picked it up like that. What's so difficult about it?"
Nuobao is so stinky.
If it had a tail, it would be raised to the sky at this moment.
"Nuobao can still hug you, do you want to try?"
If he had heard this before, Cen Feng would have burst into laughter and felt that the little guy was talking nonsense.
but now……
"No, no, no."
Cen Feng was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly and couldn't help but take two steps back.
"I believe, I believe, isn't it okay to believe?"
He was really afraid of Nuobao, afraid that the little guy would actually pick him up on the spot.
How will he hang out in the military camp from now on?
Don't be the laughing stock of others.
How can you control those bastards under your command?
Thinking about him, Cen Feng, although he is not as brave as His Royal Highness the War King, he can still be regarded as a young general who became famous at a young age.
Being picked up by a three-year-old baby...
What is this thing called?
To get word out, people have to laugh at it for at least half a year, oh no, a year.
Nuobao smiled, looking like a wilted little fox.
As soon as Mu Heng came closer, he saw the little guy waving to him, motioning for him to bend down.
The man raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know what Nuobao wanted to do, he still bent down obediently.
"What's wrong?"
Nuobao came close to his ear and whispered to him.
"Uncle Emperor, actually I lied to him. Nuobao can't hold him..."
Cen Feng, a strong adult male, was much heavier than that spear.
Nuobao just wanted to scare him.
I didn't expect this idiot to really believe it.
As soon as the little guy finished speaking, he saw Cen Feng looking at her resentfully.
"I heard it."
People who practice martial arts have outstanding ears, not to mention that Cen Feng is also famous in the military camp as a good ear.
Naturally, I heard Nuobao's words clearly.
Cen Feng felt dumbfounded for a moment.
Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the little guy as a monkey.
Mu Heng's eyes were full of smiles, and he reached out and pinched Nuobao's little nose.
"You..." There was a smile in his tone.
The palace steward on the side had a smile on his face and couldn't help but say something that probably all stewards in the world would say.
"I haven't seen the prince smile so happily for a long time."
Wu Yue looked confused, "But..."
Master is wearing a mask, how do you see that he is smiling happily?
"That's right..." Nuobao slapped his little head and almost forgot his true purpose.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, come here." The little guy took Mu Heng's hand and dragged him aside.
On the other hand, he said mysteriously: "Nuobao has something good for you."
"Oh?" Mu Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise.
I thought to myself, what good thing will the little guy give him?
Jewelry? Or snacks...
Thinking about it, the corners of the lips under the mask couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Mu Heng followed Nuo Bao obediently and walked aside.
"This." Nuobao pulled him into the room and pushed Mu Heng to sit on the chair.
Then, he took out a box of ointment from his arms.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, take off your mask."
The little guy urged softly.
"What is this?" Mu Heng looked at the small porcelain bottle in her hand in surprise.
"Ointment." Nuobao had thought of his words early in the morning.
"This is what Nuobao specially went to the Imperial Hospital to ask for. It is a very good ointment for treating scars. It will definitely cure the scars on Uncle Nine Emperor's face."
The little guy's voice was sweet and waxy, like drinking a bowl of sugar water, sweet to the bottom of my heart.
"This way... Uncle Nine Emperors no longer has to wear a mask all the time."
Mu Heng's eyes moved slightly, and his heart was greatly touched, "Nuobao..."
He wanted to tell the little guy, but it was useless.
The emperor's brother once tried his best to cure the ugly scars on his face.
If the ointment from Tai Hospital had worked, it would have been cured long ago.
But he saw Nuobao's eyes as bright as washed by water, looking straight at him.
Mu Heng couldn't bear to refuse her.
A faint sigh disappeared between his lips and teeth.
"good."
Mu Heng had no expectations in her heart, she just hoped that Nuo Bao wouldn't be too disappointed when the time comes.
He slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his scar-covered side face.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let me apply it for you."
"Yes. Mu Heng looked at her with gentle eyes.
Nuobao unscrewed the lid, dug out a lump of white paste, and gently applied it on his face.
The ointment was cool, and Nuobao's little hands were soft, gently stroking his scar.
At this moment, a corner of Mu Heng's heart suddenly collapsed.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, actually you just lied to Grandma Huang, right?" Nuobao suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Mu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked up at her.
"Actually, Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't like men."
Nuobao felt that Uncle Nine Emperors was concerned about the scars on his face, so he kept wearing a mask and was unwilling to get married.
"With my appearance, who would be willing to marry me?" Mu Heng smiled mockingly.
"Besides, I have no intention of getting married and having children, so don't delay this girl."
Cen Feng heard these words as soon as he walked in, and the expression on his face was strange for a moment.
"The prince has no desire to marry and have children. He clearly still can't forget that person." Cen Feng said angrily.
"If you dare to tease the prince like this and deceive the prince's feelings, don't let me catch him again, otherwise I will let him know how powerful he is."
Nuobao's ears immediately perked up, and his eyes flashed with the color of gossip.
"What?" There is a story as soon as you hear it.
Nuobao likes to listen to stories the most.
"Cen Feng." Mu Heng said calmly.
Cen Feng had no choice but to shut his mouth angrily, but his expression remained indignant.
"My lord, you are still thinking about him. After he used you, he ran away without any regrets..."
Mu Heng pursed her thin lips tightly, and dark eyes flashed.
Nuobao looked at him and then at Mu Heng, feeling curious.
I wanted to grab Cen Feng by the collar and ask him, what is going on?
Don't say half of what you say!
Unfortunately, Cen Feng stopped talking because he was worried about Mu Heng's expression.
This made Nuobao itchy with curiosity.
