It's a pity that Cen Feng stopped talking.
Disappointment flashed in Nuobao's eyes.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you have to remember to apply it every day. It will be fine after applying it for a while."
After Nuobao helped Mu Heng apply the ointment, he handed the box of Wanyan ointment into his hands.
The little guy warned with a serious look on his face, "You must remember to apply it three times a day."
Seeing that Nuo Bao was so concerned about this matter, Mu Heng's eyes flashed with a smile.
"Okay." He clenched the small box of Wanyan Cream in his hand, feeling a warm current in his heart.
Although, this thing is of no use to him at all.
Even if it is painted, it will be white.
But as long as the little guy is happy.
"Little princess, this thing is useless. It cannot cure the scar on our prince's face." Cen Feng couldn't help but sigh.
The scars on the prince's face are not so easy to remove.
If you apply ointment every day, the scar can be removed. Why is it that the prince has not married yet?
If the prince hadn't refused to marry because of the scars on his face, he had never been in contact with the girl's family, and he was as innocent as a child.
I won't be deceived emotionally by that damn liar.
As a result, their prince has not come out yet.
"It's useful." Nuobao's childish face was full of seriousness.
Although Nuobao has never used Wanyan Cream.
But in Nuobao's spiritual ring space, no useless waste products were collected.
However, after arriving in the mortal world, the effectiveness of the elixirs in the space was greatly reduced.
I just don’t know how long it will take to apply this Wanyan Cream to restore Uncle Nine Emperor’s face to its original appearance.
pity……
Cen Feng didn't know that the little guy had a great background.
His tone was like coaxing a child, full of helplessness, "Okay, okay..."
Cen Feng thought to himself, children are indeed innocent.
If this ointment can really cure the scars on the prince's face, will he have diarrhea while standing upside down? !
Cen Feng thought nonchalantly.
Nuobao didn't care what he thought.
The little guy was very interested in this matter.
He warned Uncle Nine Emperors again and again.
Mu Heng couldn't help laughing.
Promise again and again that he will never forget.
Only then did Nuobao leave with peace of mind.
The little guy stayed in Prince Zhan's Mansion all day, and didn't return to the sky until it got dark.
Qianlong Palace.
Mu Han sat on the table, and the dishes on the table were all cold and he didn't take a bite.
When he heard the movement, he raised his head and saw Nuobao walking in briskly, humming a tune.
The little guy came out of the palace and looked very happy.
"Daddy..."
Nuobao raised his little paw and greeted him happily.
Mu Han snorted, "I thought you were happy at Prince Zhan's Mansion and didn't want to come back?"
Hearing these strange words, Nuobao widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Is it okay?"
Mu Han: "..."
Eunuch De saw the tyrant's face getting darker and darker and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
Every time the emperor would be so angry with the little princess that he could not speak.
If you want to get angry, look at Nuobao looking at him with a cute expression on his face.
It seemed like he didn't even know why he was angry.
It was like a punch on cotton, and I suddenly felt even more depressed.
Father-in-law sometimes doubted whether the little princess did it on purpose.
But looking at Nuobao's innocent face, it doesn't look like that.
Is this called natural black?
It's naturally dark when you stay deep.
…
The next day.
As soon as Mu Heng entered the palace, he met Nuobao who had been squatting there for a long time.
"Uncle Nine Emperors." As soon as the little guy saw him, his eyes lit up and he ran over.
"Huh?" Mu Heng lowered his head and saw the little boy who was less than his waist.
Nuobao raised his head, his milky white face delicate and cute.
Those big black grape eyes looked at him.
A soft color flashed in Mu Heng's eyes.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, did you listen to Nuobao and apply the medicine obediently?" the little guy asked with concern.
He was simply more caring than Mu Heng himself.
As soon as Nuobao finished asking this question, he saw the tall man in front of him suddenly fell silent.
Nuobao knew at a glance that Uncle Nine Emperors did not listen to her.
The little guy snorted softly and said angrily: "Uncle Nine Emperors, you are not obedient at all."
Mingming promised Nuobao yesterday, and he promised well.
As a result, I turned around and forgot again...
Hearing this, Mu Heng couldn't help laughing.
Did this little guy treat him as a child?
Still not obedient...
But he saw Nuobao with his hands on his hips and looking at him angrily.
Mu Heng had no choice but to quickly admit his mistake.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't forget..."
Mu Heng quickly promised: "I will apply it when I get back home."
Seeing that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Nuobao reluctantly let him go.
However, she no longer believed what the Nine Emperors Uncle said.
The little guy said worriedly: "Nuobao will go back with you."
Nuobao had to see it with his own eyes to feel relieved.
Lest Uncle Nine Emperors forget it again.
When Mu Heng heard this, a smile flashed in his deep eyes.
"But..." He sighed softly.
"My memory is getting worse and worse. I always forget this and that. What if I forget again tomorrow?"
When Nuo Bao heard this, his little eyebrows furrowed tightly and he said without hesitation: "Then Nuo Bao has to stay and look after Uncle Nine Emperors."
The little guy decided.
Before the Nine Emperors Uncle's face recovered, she had to stay in Prince Zhan's Mansion and supervise him personally.
"good."
Just like that, Nuobao was stupidly kidnapped back by the Nine Emperors Uncle with a small bundle on his back.
"The little princess is here again."
As soon as Uncle Cheng got the news, his old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.
He quickly called his servants to clean up the best yard and come out.
Who told their prince that he has no plans to marry yet?
Uncle Cheng has been looking forward to it for so many years, but he doesn't know when he will be able to hold his prince's child.
Since there is no young master in the palace yet, all I can do is enjoy playing with Nuo Bao.
Besides, the little boy is as cute as a porcelain doll.
It's hard not to like.
As soon as Nuobao arrived, the originally deserted Zhan Prince's Mansion became much livelier, full of laughter and laughter.
"I wonder if our prince will give birth to a little princess as cute as a little princess."
Uncle Cheng couldn't help but think about it.
"That shouldn't be possible..." Cen Feng couldn't help pouring cold water on him.
Not to mention the weird situation of the royal family, it's almost as if they were cursed.
Only in this generation of tyrants did they get such a little princess.
The entire royal family is pampered like jewels.
Even their prince, who was so cold-hearted, was captured by the little princess.
Moreover……
The person their prince likes.
He also...
I can’t give birth!
Cen Feng sighed deeply, shook his head and walked away.
Forget it, it's better not to tell Uncle Cheng about this, so as not to irritate his old man.
"You brat!" Uncle Cheng was so angry that he blew his beard from behind and glared.
Being stimulated by this, Uncle Cheng thought for a moment, then turned around and offered some incense to the Bodhisattva.
This old servant of the palace for many years made a wish with a loyal face:
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, please bless our prince to marry a wife as soon as possible and give birth to a fat daughter."
Wu Yue happened to come over to look for Uncle Cheng, and immediately looked strange when she saw this.
"Uncle Cheng, isn't this..." Avalokitesvara?
So Uncle Cheng burns incense every day and worships Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy?
Wu Yue was silent.
She looked like she was hesitant to speak.
I really want to tell this old housekeeper that the prince does not marry wives, does not take concubines, and does not even have a woman by his side.
In this case, even if Uncle Cheng gives his son to Guanyin, no matter how much incense he puts on her, it will be useless.
No matter how clever Guanyin is, it can't send the child into the belly of the King of War, right?
Wu Yue couldn't help but fantasize about that scene.
I was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
Stop it, stop it!
Stop your brain!
