"Dad, I'm back."
Mu Heng returned to Zichen Palace with Nuo Bao in his arms, and the little guy waved to the tyrant.
Mu Han drank two more glasses of wine tonight, and now he smelled faintly of alcohol.
He reached out and took the little cub into his arms, carelessly squeezing Nuobao's little fleshy hand with a hint of drunkenness and laziness.
"Did you have fun?"
Nuobao's eyes were shining brightly, he nodded, then shook his head.
"Dad, do you know what Nuobao saw just now?"
The little guy looked like a thief and first glanced at Mu Heng.
Seeing that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't notice the movement here, he covered his mouth and sneakily approached Mu Han's ear.
Nuobao muttered a lot.
The smile on the tyrant's lips grew wider and wider.
He raised his eyebrows and said cooperatively: "It's so interesting, so it's a pity that I didn't come in person."
Nuobao nodded in agreement, "What a pity."
The little guy said he was tired, picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, and didn't forget to smash his mouth.
The innocent and cute appearance of a child made everyone present smile.
"You have met all the people from Xiliang Kingdom. Do you like them?"
Mu Han seemed to ask casually, but his deep phoenix eyes stared closely at Nuobao's expression.
The little guy nodded, not noticing anything strange about his father, "I like it!"
Whether it was Feng Qingchen or Feng Qingyao, although they were just meeting for the first time, after getting along for a short time, Nuo Bao felt inexplicably close to them.
After hearing her answer, Mu Han's expression paused.
Nuobao didn't notice anything strange about his father, he was concentrating on peeling grapes.
The little guy's fingers were soft, his eyebrows were downcast, and he was tearing the grape skins seriously, not to mention how focused he was.
Unfortunately, Nuobao was clumsy, and after tearing it for a long time, the grape skin was torn open, and indeed it was crushed. The juice flowed out of his hand and was sticky on his hand.
I saw the miserable grapes with pits on the surface.
Nuobao suddenly pursed his lips, feeling a little unhappy.
The little guy couldn't eat it himself, so he turned his head and stuffed it to the tyrant's lips.
He looked into his father's deep phoenix eyes and smiled sweetly, "Daddy, eat."
"Nuobao peeled it off specially for you."
The tyrant didn't even look at it, he opened his mouth and ate it.
Xiao Nuobao glanced at him guiltily, and when his father didn't notice, he smiled again.
I picked another grape and was about to continue tinkering with my head.
Nuobao suddenly noticed an unignorable gaze falling on her.
The little guy immediately raised his head cleverly and looked over based on his feeling.
At the seat next to the envoy from Xiliang Kingdom, a dashing-looking woman wearing black attire and her hair tied into a high ponytail was looking at her with bright eyes.
The look in his eyes almost made Nuo Bao's face turn pale.
The little guy looked puzzled and raised his hand to touch his face.
Is there something dirty on her face?
Gu Qingluan stared at the little guy for a long time. When he saw that she had noticed him, he did not avoid it. He raised the wine glass in his hand and raised it from a distance, as if he was clinking glasses at her from a distance.
Nuobao was startled for a moment, then laughed.
The little guy followed the example of an adult and excitedly picked up the bowl of milk at hand and raised it towards her.
The tyrant naturally noticed this scene and just looked at Gu Qingluan one more time, his eyes deep.
Gu Qingluan raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
Nuobao also gurgled down the bowl of milk.
The little guy burped, and there was a circle of milk foam around his mouth, as if he had a white beard.
Gu Qingluan's eyes became gentler when he looked at her.
The tyrant wiped her with a handkerchief and gently rubbed Nuobao's swollen belly to help her eliminate food.
This is being a father and a mother at the same time.
Looking at Yuezhi and the Queen, they had no chance to intervene.
Halfway through the dinner, Nuobao couldn't hold it any longer.
The little guy was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting. It was obvious that he couldn't open his eyes, but his little hands were still tightly grasping Mu Han's sleeves.
Like a clingy man, he stayed beside his daddy and never went anywhere.
The tyrant had no choice but to announce that the dinner was over and take a step forward with his little cub in his arms.
Until Mu Han disappeared into the palace with Nuobao in his arms, Gu Qingluan kept watching and did not return to his senses for a long time.
"General." The waitress on the side reminded in a low voice, "It's time for us to leave."
"Yes." Gu Qingluan came back to his senses and left with everyone.
Feng Qingchen, this unreliable guy, ran away with Feng Qingyao.
Gu Qingluan pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "Go and look for it."
The waitress bowed her head in agreement, and just as she was about to leave, she saw Feng Qingchen and Feng Qingyao slowly appearing.
As soon as Gu Qingluan saw them appearing, he didn't bother to care anymore and turned around and headed towards his carriage.
This prince has always been a headache, and even Her Majesty the Queen is helpless against him.
How could she possibly control Feng Qingchen.
Where Feng Qingchen goes is beyond her control. Gu Qingluan's only request to him is not to cause trouble.
After all, this is Canglan Country. If something big happens, it will affect the peace between the two countries.
However, Feng Qingchen followed her into the carriage and stabbed directly opposite her.
Feng Qingchen put away the joke on his face and said with a serious face: "General Gu, I want to do something big."
Gu Qingluan's eyebrows twitched, and then he finally raised his head and looked at him.
"Your Highness, let me remind you, this is Canglan, not Xiliang."
Gu Qingluan said in a cool voice.
Just because every time Feng Qingchen said such words, nothing good would happen.
It’s okay to act recklessly in the Xiliang Kingdom, but how can you still act recklessly in the Canglan Kingdom?
Before coming, Her Majesty the Queen gave her numerous instructions to keep an eye on Feng Qingchen, her hopeless younger brother.
As a confidant of Her Majesty the Queen, Gu Qingluan naturally had to handle this matter well.
"General Gu, uncle is not messing around this time." Unexpectedly, even Feng Qingyao spoke for him this time.
"Your Highness." Gu Qingluan frowned and looked at her.
Although it is not stated clearly, the meaning is clearly: Do you want to follow suit?
"General Gu, you might as well listen to what I have to say first." Feng Qingchen shook his head and sighed.
"How do you know that what I want to do is not for the good of Xiliang?"
Gu Qingluan crossed his arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows, pretending to be listening attentively.
"Did you see the little girl in Mu Han's arms at today's dinner?"
Feng Qingchen suddenly asked something that was completely wrong.
Gu Qingluan was startled, then lowered his eyes and responded: "Yeah."
She thought that she had probably guessed what Feng Qingchen wanted to say.
"General Gu, you and the eldest sister grew up together. Haven't you noticed that the child looks very similar to the elder sister when she was a child?"
Feng Qingchen's twinkling peach blossom eyes stared at her closely, refusing to let go of any expression on her face.
"Don't you doubt that the child has something to do with the imperial sister?"
