Eunuch De raised his hand to summon a palace maid and whispered a few instructions in her ear.
Nuobao crossed her little feet and waited expectantly.
Under the table, Feng Qingchen tried hard to ignore the sharp eyes from Mu Heng opposite him.
A palace maid came forward with a flask to pour wine. With a shake of her hand, all the clear wine spilled on him.
"This slave deserves to die, please forgive me." The palace maid was so frightened that she quickly begged for mercy.
Feng Qingchen waved his hand, "That's all."
"Thank you for your kindness, sir."
The palace maid cautiously suggested: "My lord, your robes are all wet. How about I take you down to change into something new?"
When Feng Qingchen heard this, she stopped wiping and looked at the palace maid meaningfully.
"oh?"
There was a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Feng Qingchen had seen this trick countless times before.
Naturally, it can be seen that the palace maid did this on purpose.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Feng Qingyao on the side finally noticed the situation here.
He stuck out his head and asked with concern.
"Nothing." Feng Qingchen waved her hands, straightened the wrinkles on her robe, and stood up first.
"Let's go."
He wanted to see what the palace maid wanted to do.
In other words, what the person behind her wanted to do.
As soon as Feng Qingchen left, Nuobao patted the snack crumbs on his hand, slid down from his father's lap, and followed behind.
"Go and have a look." The tyrant picked up the wine glass, his expression unchanged, and just whispered.
"Yes." Eunuch De quickly followed the little ancestor.
What does the little ancestor want to do?
Nuobao tried her best to swing her short legs upside down and followed Feng Qingchen to the outside of the hall in a sneaky manner.
The palace maid led the way, as if she really just wanted to take Feng Qingchen to change clothes.
Feng Qingchen slowly shook the folding fan in his hand, and naturally noticed the little guy sneaking behind him.
The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and his eyes fell on the ground.
A small figure behind him was reflected on the ground.
Nuobao originally planned to wait until Feng Qingchen changed her clothes before she appeared again.
Unexpectedly, the person walking in front suddenly stopped.
The little guy couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously hid behind a tree, revealing half of his face furtively.
"Little princess, what are we doing?" Eunuch De asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Isn’t the little ancestor just trying to lure people away? There is no one around at this moment, which is a good opportunity to implement the plan.
Eunuch De was ready. As soon as Nuo Bao gave the order, he would rush forward immediately. Even if the old bones were scattered, he would still put a sack on Feng Qingchen.
When the time comes, it's up to the little princess to decide whether she wants to beat him up or send him directly to His Highness the War King's house.
"Eunuch De, have we been discovered?" The little guy hid behind the tree with a nervous look on his face.
Eunuch De: "..."
My princess, as brave as you are, you’d better not think of doing bad things.
Before the bad thing is done, you will be scared to death by yourself.
"Sir?" Sensing Feng Qingchen's stop, the palace maid looked back at him with a puzzled face.
Feng Qingchen waved his hand and motioned for her to retreat.
He turned around and looked fixedly at something with a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.
"Your Excellency led me here, but you hid yourself without seeing anyone. I don't know what you mean?"
It seems that it has really been discovered.
Nuobao slowly walked out from behind the tree.
The light here is a little dim, with only a palace lantern in the hand of the palace maid for illumination.
After Nuobao came closer, Feng Qingchen saw clearly what this little guy looked like.
There was a slight smile on Feng Qingchen's lips, but the movement of shaking the folding fan gradually slowed down.
There was a flash of scrutiny in his eyes, looking at the little guy's features.
It really is……
The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.
Where did you see it?
He was not the only one to have this idea. The attendant behind Feng Qingchen also raised his head and glanced at Nuobao several times in surprise.
"It's you." Unable to think of a reason, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to suppress her doubts for the time being.
"Little princess, what do you want to do by letting me be led here?"
Feng Qingchen squatted down slightly and looked at the little guy in front of him who looked like a fairy boy in the sky.
He looked at Nuobao with a smile, not expecting it to be this little guy.
This really surprised Feng Qingchen.
The little guy in front of him looks cute and cute, and he doesn't seem to have any evil intentions.
So what does she want from him?
Feng Qingchen was indeed curious.
"me……"
As soon as that exquisite and handsome face came closer, it immediately brought a beauty impact to people.
Nuobao's head was a little dizzy, especially when he looked at those smiling peach blossom eyes, the little guy's face felt slightly hot.
Nuobao forgot what he was going to say for a moment, nervously grabbing the corner of his clothes and looking at him with a blushing face.
Seeing the little guy's useless look, Feng Qingchen seemed to be amused and couldn't help but curl her lips.
"What's wrong?" It was rare for him to be patient with the little guy in front of him.
If it were someone else who dared to show such ink in front of him, Feng Qingchen would have lost patience and turned around and left.
However, now he is full of patience when dealing with Nuobao.
"Do you have something to tell me?"
Behind her, Eunuch De reminded quietly, "Little princess, the king of war..."
Oh yes!
Nuobao patted his little head. After being reminded like this, he finally remembered it.
"That's right."
Nuobao immediately regained his aura, puffed up his chest, and tried to show off his aura like his father.
However, the face with the baby fat is so cute.
She didn't have any momentum at all, but instead made people have the urge to bully her.
At this moment, Feng Qingchen felt that the bad elements in her body were about to stir up.
The tip of his tongue gently moved down the roof of his mouth, and his teeth felt itchy for no reason.
I really want to take a bite of that soft face.
Take a bite and see if the filling will be exposed, whether it is custard filling.
Nuo Bao didn't know that this unparalleled beauty in front of her actually had such thoughts.
Although Feng Qingchen looks stunning, the little guy is here as a "maternal family member" to seek justice for Uncle Nine Emperors.
It doesn’t matter how good-looking you are.
"Let me ask you, is your name Fengling?"
Feng Qingchen was stunned for two seconds when she thought of the soft little milky voice.
Until Nuobao repeated it again, Feng Qingchen raised her long eyebrows in surprise.
He saw the milk bun in front of him trying his best to put on a childish and cute face.
He understood instantly.
It seems...
Mu Heng told him that matter.
Feng Qingchen suddenly had a headache and pressed her long fingers between her eyebrows.
"I said I wasn't, do you believe it?" He really didn't want to mention that past that he didn't want people to recall.
"I do not believe."
Nuobao put his hands on his hips and asked him angrily, "Why did you bully Nuobao's Nine Emperors Uncle?"
"I, bully him?" Feng Qingchen pointed back at herself, seemingly in disbelief.
"That's right!" Nuobao nodded, with an expression like "Don't try to lie to me."
"I already know that you deceived Uncle Nine Emperors' feelings and played with Uncle Nine Emperors' body..."
Eunuch De next to him opened his eyes wide and felt excited in his heart! !
I didn’t expect His Highness the War King to have such a past...
It's over, it's over, he accidentally learned the royal secrets, will he be silenced by His Highness the War King?
Eunuch De was frightened and pricked up his ears, wanting to hear more.
There is no way, it is human nature to like to listen to gossip.
This is human nature, right?
No wonder he...
"Pfft -" Feng Qingchen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
His handsome face was slightly distorted, and he asked with gritted teeth: "Is this what Mu Heng told you?"
