An inn not far from the capital.
The middle-aged man who was sitting on the bed meditating suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Master Imperial Master!"
The young man guarding the door outside heard the noise and rushed in. He was shocked when he saw what happened and quickly stepped forward to help him.
"Master Imperial Master, are you okay? Do you need me to find a doctor to come and have a look?"
The boy had never seen such a battle before. The Imperial Master had always been omnipotent, but now he actually vomited blood.
He was so anxious that he hurriedly walked out to ask for a doctor.
But before he could cross the threshold, he was stopped by the Imperial Master.
"Wait a minute." The Imperial Master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and calmed down the chaotic energy in his body before he spoke weakly.
"I'm fine. There's no need to call the doctor."
The boy could only respond with doubts, "Yes."
"Tulu, this loser, died so quickly!"
The Imperial Master's energy and blood surged, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood again, and his breath became weak.
He said with a sinister look in his eyes: "It's really a thing that fails to accomplish anything but fails!!"
He even got involved in the backlash!
The Imperial Master looked up in the direction of the capital, his eyes full of coldness.
"Mu Han..."
Who is helping him?
The Imperial Master couldn't help but think of the milk baby Tulu mentioned before.
A three-year-old girl appeared next to Mu Han, who seemed extraordinary.
Tulu was also injured last time.
Could it be that she also killed Tulu this time?
Deep thought flashed in the Imperial Master's eyes.
Can a three-year-old baby really have such great abilities?
It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to meet the little girl in person.
*
Nuobao raised his head and stared at a certain direction in the air for a long time, with a straight milky white face, looking very serious.
It seems that he is thinking about some major life events.
But a three-year-old with little breasts showing such a serious expression is really funny.
While the second prince was relieved, he couldn't help but laugh.
What is this little guy doing? Pretending to be serious here.
What worries can she have when she is only three years old? The biggest worry should be drinking two more bowls of milk tonight!
Although he thought so in his heart, on the surface, the second prince was still a good brother who cared about his sister.
"Nuobao, are you really okay?"
Mu Junze didn't talk as much as his brother, but directly picked up the little guy from the ground.
Holding his sister's soft little body, His Highness the Crown Prince checked it over anxiously.
I finally felt relieved when I found that Nuobao didn't miss even a hair.
"Brother, Nuobao is fine~"
The evil ghost must be dead, not even a trace of its Yin Qi can be detected.
Although I don’t know who killed Li Gui, but from the current point of view, the other party should be a friend rather than an enemy.
Compared with the friendly troops hiding in the dark, Nuobao was more concerned about the "Master National Preceptor" that Li Gui said.
If Nuo Bao guessed correctly, the forbidden technique on his father should have been caused by that bullshit "Master National Master".
Nuobao clenched his fists angrily.
It's best not to let her meet that bullshit Imperial Master.
Otherwise, Nuobao will beat him so hard that he won't even recognize his own mother.
Hum ╭(╯^╰)╮
"Little princess, Your Majesty, he..." Eunuch De spoke hesitantly.
There was no other way. The two princes only had their sister in their hearts and looked nervous.
It seems that Nuobao didn't go to see the emperor, but just broke out of the dragon's pond and tiger's den.
People who don’t know better think that the tyrant is some ferocious beast that can eat people!
Although a tyrant in a mad state is no different from a beast, or even more terrifying than a beast.
but……
Mr. De has some kind of intuition.
Your Majesty cannot harm the little princess no matter who you harm.
In other words, he believed in Nuobao.
The little princess seemed to have a convincing magic power.
It makes people believe that she can easily appease the tyrant.
And in all this, Eunuch De was indeed right again.
"Dad..." As soon as Nuobao opened his mouth, he saw the figure of the tyrant walking out of the palace.
Eunuch De carefully observed the tyrant's expression.
Seeing Mu Han's expression was calm and his eyes were clear.
Father De finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, Your Majesty is finally back to normal.
Look, he said, the little princess really has a way.
Eunuch De was extremely happy to have Nuobao.
Otherwise, if the tyrant is as crazy as he wants, Eunuch De really doesn't know how many years he has to live.
"Father."
Seeing Mu Han, Mu Jingyao and Mu Junze saluted quickly.
"Yes." Mu Han's handsome eyebrows were filled with coldness, and his phoenix eyes were as sharp as sword blades.
Without even looking at his two sons, he stretched out his arms to hug Nuobao.
"Daddy..." Nuobao yawned, a look of exhaustion appeared on his delicate and lovely eyebrows.
The evil spirit was finally dealt with, although Nuobao seemed to have the upper hand and was not injured.
But the little guy spent too much spiritual energy, and now he felt so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers.
As soon as Mu Han stretched out his hand, Nuobao jumped into his arms.
The tyrant held the soft little breast dumpling in his arms and smelled the sweet milky fragrance.
The anger in my heart gradually calmed down.
Mu Han lowered his head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on Nuobao's head.
At this moment, the tyrant's brows and eyes were filled with an unprecedented tenderness.
"Go to sleep."
He said warmly.
Nuobao quickly closed his eyes and snored lightly.
It can be seen that the battle just now consumed too much energy.
The little guy is already exhausted.
Mu Han lowered his eyes and stared at her tenderly, his empty heart filled with this little brat.
Even though he knew that the evil spirit was so cruel, he still stood in front of him regardless of the danger.
The tyrant's faint sigh came from the night wind.
"Little fool."
For the sake of his father, he even ignored his own safety.
Outsiders can only see the tyrant's love for Nuobao.
But he didn't know how much the little guy paid for him.
Without this little brat, his life would still be filled with violence and killing.
How could he not love such a Nuobao?
Mu Han had always thought that he was born for power.
A person like him who was born with an ominous nature is not worthy of being related.
The late emperor hated him, and his biological mother also resented him.
Only now did Mu Han realize that all his misfortunes were just to meet Nuobao now.
Mu Han couldn't help but chuckle.
No matter who Nuobao's biological mother is, he should thank her for bringing Nuobao into this world.
I have to thank her even more. If she hadn't abandoned Nuobao, the little boy wouldn't have come to him.
However……
The tyrant at this moment does not know yet.
The woman he is grateful for now will become his fierce rival in the near future.
…
Three days later.
Then it was time for the tyrant’s birthday party.
Envoys from various countries have basically arrived.
The birthday banquet was held in Zichen Hall.
When Mu Han appeared with Nuobao in his arms, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Envoys from other countries have recently heard about some of the deeds of this little princess.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Nuobao openly and covertly, with different eyes.
The little guy looked calm, nestling in his father's arms obediently, not caring about the sights around him.
But Nuo Bao heard about it, and the Xiliang Kingdom also sent envoys to deliver gifts.
Then she should be able to see Feng Ling today, right?
After thinking about it, Nuobao couldn't help but look in the direction of Uncle Nine Emperors.
Mu Heng just picked up the wine glass and received the little guy's sympathetic look before he even put it into his mouth.
Mu Heng paused and slowly put down his wine glass.
"His Royal Highness the King of War?" The person who came to toast couldn't help but be stunned.
"Sorry." Mu Heng's lips curved slightly.
"My daughter is very strict and doesn't allow her to drink alcohol."
"Daughter?" The visitor looked surprised and confused.
When did His Highness the War King have a daughter?
Why hasn't anyone heard this news...
But Mu Heng had no intention of explaining.
After all, Nuobao called him "Daddy".
This call of daddy is not for nothing.
Rounding things off, he is also half of Nuo Bao's father.
