"What's wrong?"
Mu Han lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy in his arms, then helped Nuobao close his open mouth.
Nuobao quickly sipped and drooled, so he was not embarrassed.
The little guy looked shocked, but the tyrant thought she was too good-looking and was stunned.
The tyrant sneered in his heart and looked at Feng Qingchen below with a critical look.
"That's all."
He is obviously a man, but he is more beautiful than a woman. I don't know what this little kid thinks.
"Dad, he, he, he is..." Nuobao was stunned and couldn't hide his surprise.
There was no other reason than that this face was so familiar to Nuo Bao.
Isn't this Nuobao's old acquaintance?
The Lich King of the demon world! !
Why is he here?
Could it be... that he was Feng Ling, the scumbag who started to fall into chaos and finally gave up after cheating on Uncle Nine Emperors?
No way, right? ?
Nuobao reflexively looked at the seat where Mu Heng was sitting, with a somewhat solicitous look in his eyes.
Mu Heng didn't notice the little guy's fiery gaze. Ever since Feng Qingchen appeared, Mu Heng's expression changed slightly the moment he saw that face clearly.
The man's eyes were deep and unpredictable, and the fingers holding the white jade wine glass tightened slightly, and the knuckles seemed to be a little white.
"It's him." Mu Heng whispered, his eyes darkening suddenly.
"It's him!!" Cen Feng's tone was obviously much more angry.
"He abandoned the prince, deceived the prince's feelings, and now he dares to show up."
Cen Feng said angrily, his handsome face stained red.
That's angry.
Feng Qingchen seemed to notice something and glanced over here as if feeling something.
The moment he saw Mu Heng, the smile on his face froze slightly, and then he looked away with a calm expression.
Like nothing happened.
This attitude of not taking their prince seriously made Cen Feng even more angry.
If looks could kill, Feng Qingchen would probably be burned to ashes by his angry gaze right now.
After Feng Qingchen saluted, he presented this birthday gift on behalf of Xiliang Kingdom.
It is a coral tree as tall as a person, as red as blood, with a bright and enchanting color.
Just like Feng Qingchen, she is a bright and flamboyant beauty with great impact.
After the ceremony, the attendants quickly ushered them into the banquet.
Unfortunately, the position assigned to Feng Qingchen happened to be opposite Mu Heng.
As soon as he raised his head, he could see Mu Heng with sharp eyes on the opposite side.
Feng Qingchen: "..."
The air seemed a little stagnant.
He looked away pretending to be calm.
"It's him!" Feng Qingyao's eyes lit up, with a surprised smile on her face.
"Uncle, look, he was the one who saved me that day."
Feng Qingyao shook Feng Qingchen's arm excitedly and motioned for him to look across.
"I saw it, I saw it."
Feng Qingchen responded perfunctorily, and her eyes involuntarily drifted to the emperor's seat above.
Naturally, what he was looking at was not the tyrant, but the soft and glutinous dumpling sitting in the tyrant's arms with an obedient expression.
Feng Qingchen looked at the pink-carved face, her eyebrows gradually raised, her expression thoughtful.
"Why do I feel..."
"The kid looks familiar?"
It seemed like I had seen it somewhere.
After hearing her uncle's words, Feng Qingyao followed his gaze and looked over.
The moment he saw Nuobao, the little guy smiled and waved his paws towards her enthusiastically.
Feng Qingyao recognized it instantly.
"Huh?" She looked surprised, "Isn't that child the benefactor's child?"
Feng Qingyao's face was full of suspicion, and she looked at Nuobao and then at Mu Heng.
No matter how they look, they don’t look like father and daughter...
Was she deceived?
Just as she was muttering in her heart, Feng Qingchen had already waved to the eunuch next to her.
"Sir, what are your orders? Do you need a servant to pour wine for you?"
"Who is the little girl in your Majesty's arms?" Feng Qingchen asked with a smile.
The originally beautiful face became even more stunning because of this smile.
The eunuch was stunned for a moment. He was stunned for two seconds before coming back to his senses and hurriedly replied: "Sir, your Majesty is holding our little princess in his arms."
"Little princess?" Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows lightly and asked in a lazy voice: "If I remember correctly, your Canglan royal family has not had a princess born in a hundred years."
"Yes, sir, you remember correctly." When he mentioned the little princess, the eunuch's expression became more respectful.
"The little princess appeared a year ago. She is our Majesty's biological bloodline. She is also a lucky star given to Canglan by God."
When it comes to the little princess's deeds, the eunuch keeps talking like beans from a bamboo tube.
Nuobao has won the hearts of the people in Canglan Kingdom, and even the palace people firmly believe that the little princess is the lucky star of Canglan Kingdom.
But people in other countries still don’t know about the existence of this little princess.
"Ah..." Feng Qingyao suddenly called out.
It turns out she was deceived...
So her benefactor hasn’t married yet and has children?
Feng Qingyao's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Then who is he?" She pointed at Mu Heng opposite and asked.
"That's His Royal Highness the War King." The eunuch glanced that way and replied respectfully.
"Will he get married this year?" Feng Qingyao asked again.
The eunuch shook his head.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Feng Qingyao couldn't help but smile, her eyes filled with determination to win.
"That's good." Since I haven't married yet, then...
"Uncle, I want to settle on this man."
Feng Qingchen's movement of sipping the wine paused.
"Are you attracted to him?" His expression became a little strange.
Feng Qingyao nodded happily, "He is the prince and I am the princess. Isn't that just right? It's a perfect match."
A perfect match...
Shit! !
When Feng Qingchen thought about the bad relationship between him and Mu Heng, he got angry.
He put down the wine glass in his hand and advised earnestly: "Xiao Er, listen to my uncle's advice and give up. He is not a man you can handle."
If nothing else, let’s talk about the grudge between him and Mu Heng. How could Mu Heng treat Feng Qingyao sincerely?
"No, I want him." Feng Qingyao raised her chin slightly, "The Queen Mother said, no matter which man I like, if he doesn't obey, then I'll grab him!"
Feng Qingchen: "..."
Feng Qingyao held her chin with her hands and stared at Mu Heng as she was infatuated.
"Uncle, look at him. He is so special. He is different from the men I have seen before."
Great, this man managed to get her attention.
Feng Qingchen pressed her forehead with a headache, "You are not suitable."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Feng Qingyao said nonchalantly.
"Why do you want him, because he is old?" Feng Qingchen couldn't help but raise her eyes to look across the way, looking at Mu Heng critically.
Just in time to catch Mu Heng's gaze, the man slowly raised his lips, but his smile did not reach his eyes.
Feng Qingchen seemed to see a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
You can't hide the look in someone's eyes that wants to kill you.
But this scene had another meaning in Nuobao's eyes.
Seeing Uncle Nine Emperors' "affectionate" eyes, Nuobao was moved to tears.
The little guy hesitated again and again, raised his hand and called Eunuch De, and whispered in his ear.
The more Mr. De listened, the brighter his expression became.
"Your Majesty, this..." He couldn't help but look at Mu Han, asking for instructions.
The tyrant nodded slightly and played with Nuo Bao's little fingers carelessly.
"Didn't you hear what the princess said? Do as she wishes."
Since the little one wants to play, let her play as much as she wants.
