Feng Qingchen was furious: "You..."
Nuobao squatted in the grass, his legs were numb from squatting, and there were several red bumps on his legs from mosquitoes.
Seeing this scene, the little guy clenched his fists excitedly.
I am afraid that they will fight, but I am also afraid that they will not fight.
"Nuobao." Leng Buding heard Uncle Nine Emperors calling his name, but Nuobao still didn't react.
"come out."
Mu Heng looked steadily at the grass.
Only then did Nuobao realize that Uncle Nine Emperors had discovered her a long time ago.
Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the little guy had to slowly get out of the grass.
Nuobao held a leaf on his head and smiled with a flattering look on his face, "Hey, hey, uncle..."
Mu Heng shook his head with a smile, but his eyes were gentle and doting, "You."
His attitude towards Nuo Bao was completely different from his attitude towards Feng Qingchen.
When Feng Qingchen first approached Mu Heng, the most annoying thing was that he had a cold face all day long, as if he owed him hundreds of taels.
Like a thousand-year-old ice that is inhumane and difficult to integrate, it cannot warm him no matter how hard it is.
But now she saw him holding Nuobao with a gentle smile on his face, reaching out to pick the leaves from the tree above her head.
Feng Qingchen couldn't believe that the gentle man in front of him was the Mu Heng he knew.
His face looked a little strange for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost.
When Mu Heng turned to look at him again, his face suddenly changed.
The man's eyes were cold and piercing. He glanced at him coldly, hugged Nuobao tightly in his arms, turned around and left.
Before he had gone far, he could hear his voice admonishing Nuobao.
"He is not a good person. Stay away from him next time you see him, you know?"
Nuobao: "Oh..."
Feng Qingchen almost crushed the fan bone in her hand.
Mu Heng, I’ll fuck you! !
The relationship between the two is tense, and they can be said to be mortal enemies.
Nuobao seemed to have noticed nothing, lying on Mu Heng's shoulder, waving his little hands towards Feng Qingchen and Feng Qingyao, smiling as brightly as a flower.
Feng Qingyao couldn't help but waved to her, "See you next time~"
Seeing the little guy's innocent smile seems to make people feel better.
When Feng Qingyao turned around, she saw Feng Qingchen frowning and staring thoughtfully in the direction Mu Heng left.
Feng Qingyao turned around and looked again. Everyone was obviously gone, so why did she keep looking at them?
Could it be...
Feng Qingyao looked at her uncle suspiciously, "Uncle, are you..."
Old love is unforgettable?
Otherwise, why would you care so much?
Thinking of what Mu Heng said just now, Feng Qingyao was as excited as if she had been injected with blood.
I wish I could pester my uncle and ask him to talk about it.
What on earth is going on?
As soon as Feng Qingchen came to her senses, she saw that this girl was looking very cunning. Her wretched little appearance was somewhat similar to Nuobao's.
Feng Qingchen could tell at a glance what this girl had in mind.
He raised his hand expressionlessly and hit her head with the folding fan.
"Clear all the messy thoughts in your mind."
"Ah?" Feng Qingyao covered her head and looked at him with an aggrieved look.
"If you don't say it, don't say it. Why do you still beat people?"
"I was thinking..." Feng Qingchen frowned slightly. Even when the beauty frowned, she was breathtakingly beautiful and heart-warming.
He couldn't help but want to reach out and smooth the wrinkles between his eyebrows.
Feng Qingyao was used to it and was not affected by her uncle's male vixen at all.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Have I seen this little guy somewhere?" Feng Qingchen murmured.
Otherwise, why would you think Nuobao looks so familiar?
"Is it my imagination?"
"Your Highness." The shadowy attendant behind Feng Qingchen suddenly spoke.
"It's not your illusion, my servant also noticed it."
Suifeng said tactfully: "Didn't you notice that the child's features look exactly like the same person?"
"oh?"
Feng Qingchen couldn't help but look at him, and suddenly became interested, "Tell me, who does he look like?"
"Far away in the horizon and right before our eyes, just like you, Your Highness." Sui Feng's words were astonishing.
Sui Feng didn't notice anything wrong at first.
But when Nuobao and Feng Qingchen were hiding in the grass together, with their faces close to each other, they were eating melon together in a sneaky way.
Whether it's the eyebrows, the sly eyebrows, or the slightly wretched demeanor, they are all exactly the same.
Like, it’s so similar!
Feng Qingchen: "Huh?"
He looked surprised, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
There is no way Nuobao is his child!
"Suifeng, don't say this nonsense. Your master, I am still innocent until now. How could such a big child come from?"
Feng Qingchen said angrily.
"If you want to say that you are like the eldest sister, it is still possible, but if you want to say that you are like me..."
Feng Qingchen suddenly paused mid-sentence.
He and Sui Feng looked at each other and suddenly thought of a possibility.
"Your Highness and Her Majesty the Queen are twins. They cannot be said to be exactly the same in appearance, but they are similar in three ways, especially their eyebrows."
It's just that Feng Qingchen's eyebrows have a hint of amorous feelings, and her peach blossom eyes are even more captivating.
Her Majesty the Queen is more like a superior person, more heroic.
"What?" Feng Qingyao looked at them with confusion.
"This has nothing to do with the Queen Mother."
Feng Qingchen put away her fan with a swipe, her tone seemed a little anxious.
"Didn't you realize that the child just now looked like your mother?"
"Ah?" Feng Qingyao looked confused.
"Does it look like it? It doesn't look like it..."
She couldn't help but recall the appearance of the Queen Mother, and instantly shuddered.
Then think of Nuobao, that cute, soft, delicate and cute little guy.
She would also call her sister sweetly.
Feng Qingyao looked disapproving, "Uncle, what are you talking about? How are Nuo Bao and the Queen Mother similar?"
"No." Feng Qingchen held her forehead helplessly, "Maybe I should say that she looks like your mother when she was a child."
Feng Qingyao looked at him speechlessly.
It seems like Feng Qingchen is saying something stupid!
"Uncle, how do I know what the Queen was like when she was a child?"
She didn’t know where she was at that time! Probably still waiting in line at Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated.
Feng Qingchen was the only one present who knew what the Queen looked like as a child.
"No wonder, I always feel that she is a bit familiar, as if I have seen her somewhere." Feng Qingchen muttered to herself, ignoring her.
Feng Qingchen felt a flash of inspiration in her mind.
Nuobao's appearance gradually matched the vague impression of the Queen's childhood in his distant memory.
It's just that the little guy looks a little more docile and soft, while the queen has been very strong since she was a child.
But their eyebrows are very similar.
"Could that child be the eldest sister's daughter?" Feng Qingchen's peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Uncle, what nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Qingyao immediately waved her hand.
"The child is obviously the princess of the Canglan Kingdom, and she has nothing to do with the queen. It can't be that the queen went to the Canglan Kingdom and gave birth to a princess with that tyrant, ha..."
"Hahaha?"
As Feng Qingyao spoke, her smile suddenly stiffened and she soon stopped laughing.
She and Feng Qingchen looked at each other and suddenly blurted out: "I'm going!!"
Don't say it, really don't say it...
This is really possible! !
