"Nuobao Nuobao, I'm back! I've become a human again!"
As soon as Mu Lianjing opened his eyes, he immediately hugged Nuobao excitedly.
"That's great. This prince knew that he would survive a catastrophe hahahaha..."
Before he could finish enjoying himself, he suddenly felt the death gaze.
Mu Lianjing's smile faltered and he raised his head slowly.
I saw Mu Han coming in from outside.
The tyrant was full of blood, his handsome eyebrows were as sharp as a blade, and his dark phoenix eyes were like a wolf on a rainy night, staring closely at his... paws...
The body reacted faster than the brain. Mu Lianjing was so frightened that he retracted his claws.
He suspected that if he were a step too late, his claws would be chopped off by his father.
Mu Lianjing was extremely sad and angry. Who the hell was he? He even called him "Father"!
She even wanted to steal his sister from him. She was his biological sister. What happened if he held her for a little longer?
But Mu Lianjing only dared to complain about these words in his heart, but did not dare to say them in front of his father.
Otherwise, the tyrant will definitely kill him.
Mu Lianjing has long seen through that his father is a big pig's hoof and doesn't care about his life or death at all.
Nuobao is still the best.
Mu Han came in after taking a shower and changing clothes. He had already changed into a new robe, and his dark hair seemed to be stained with moisture.
But Nuobao still smelled the smell of blood on his father.
"Dad, are all those people dead?"
"One person was left alive." Mu Han said calmly.
After Nuobao asked, he found out that his father thought that the third prince of Beiming was too stupid to even bother to kill him.
Just holding it in his hand as a hostage, even if Emperor Beiming doesn't care about this son, the third prince's mother's family will not sit idly by.
"Where's that bad Imperial Master?"
"died."
Nuobao was still a little worried, "Is he really dead?"
The demons are always full of tricks, and the national master is so cunning that he might fake his own death as a substitute.
Although the national master is not very powerful, his methods are too underhanded. If he continues to live, it will only cause a lot of trouble, and the grass must be eradicated.
"Well, I chopped off the head with my own hands." Mu Han said lightly.
Now the National Master's dog head has been put in a box and sent to Beiming Kingdom.
Nuobao felt relieved upon hearing this, "That's good."
No matter how cunning the Imperial Master is, he is still a human being. If his head is chopped off, he will definitely not survive.
…
After the death of the national master, the soldiers of Beiming Kingdom also surrendered, and the gray fog that filled the entire mountain forest naturally dissipated.
The team walked out of the forest easily.
As the sun was about to set, we found an inn.
This inn looks to be quite old. It was built in this barren mountain. It's rare to see even a ghost around. I don't know what the innkeeper is thinking.
Apart from the shopkeeper who was fiddling with the abacus, there was only one errand boy in the inn.
The waiter was lying on the table in a drowsy state. When he saw the visitor, he suddenly became excited and hurriedly went up to greet him, rubbed his hands and smiled to please him.
"It's better for you, the adults, to stay in the hotel." The military advisor smiled and stepped forward to negotiate, placing a piece of gold on the table.
"Please prepare a few good guest rooms and a table of good food."
"Okay, sir, please take a seat first. I'll go get ready now." The boy's eyes lit up and his smile deepened.
After the clerk took the money, he turned around and went to work. The shopkeeper gave him a silent wink.
The secret eye contact between the two fell into Nuobao's eyes.
The little guy keenly sensed something was wrong.
"Dad, there seems to be something wrong with these people." Nuobao whispered.
"Well, it's probably a shady store." Even Nuobao noticed something was wrong, and Mu Han naturally noticed the abnormality and made a secret gesture.
Soon the shadow guard behind him quietly retreated.
It's no surprise that it's a black shop in such a barren place.
"Your Majesty, the water is fine and the food is normal." After testing, the military advisor reported in a low voice.
"Well, let's eat." Mu Han picked up the chopsticks and gave Nuo Bao a piece of braised pork.
The little guy was lying on the edge of the table, his two white and tender paws resting on the edge of the table. His big black grape eyes stared at the plate of braised pork for a long time, and he secretly swallowed his saliva many times.
Nuobao had long been tired of eating dry food.
At this moment, there is a table of steaming hot meals in front of you, which is really hard to refuse.
When his father said it was ready to eat, the little guy cheered and started eating happily.
"Wow, wow, it's delicious..." Mu Lianjing burst into tears after eating.
I think of him as the dignified eighth prince, a man of wealth and wealth, who grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and ate all the delicacies of mountains and seas.
I didn't expect that I could make myself cry after eating these simple meals.
Mainly because some time ago, life as a ghost was too difficult.
Although ghosts never go hungry, Mu Lianjing almost thought that he would never be able to eat a hot meal in his life.
At this moment, I finally ate human food, and for a moment I felt like I was in another world.
"Brother, eat more." Nuobao looked at him sympathetically, thinking that his brother was really suffering.
"Yeah!" Mu Lianjing ate without even raising his head.
Mu Leng glanced at him, "What a shame."
Looking back, I found that Nuobao was also eating quickly.
The tyrant frowned slightly, "Eat slowly."
As he said this, he didn't forget to give Nuo Bao a piece of sauce-flavored pork ribs.
The little guy's face was buried in the rice bowl. When he raised his head, there were still rice grains on his nose, like a colorful-faced cat that had fallen into a rice vat.
As a result, everyone saw the expressionless tyrant's face soften, and he gently reached out to remove the rice grains stuck on Nuo Bao's face.
"Eat slowly, don't let people think I'm starving you."
After saying this, Mu Han turned his head and looked at his bad son with cold eyes.
"Eat slowly and don't compete with your sister. Don't let others think that I haven't taught you well."
Mu Lianjing:......
I said, Father, are you okay?
Mu Lianjing took a bite of rice in anger.
Everyone couldn't help but secretly shake their heads, the emperor was too double-standard.
The eighth prince's life is also his life.
However, if you think about it from his perspective, the tyrant has eight troubled sons, and each of them is troubled.
Suddenly I have a sweet and soft daughter, which not only saves my worries, but is also a blessing.
like……
It is normal for the emperor to be eccentric.
Poor Eighth Prince, just be patient.
Fortunately, Mu Lianjing has long been used to it, and his father has not been a human being for a day or two.
"Sir, this is the shop's unique signature dish, shredded chicken with mushrooms."
The waiter brought a plate of steaming hot dishes over and introduced them with a smile.
"These mushrooms are delicious and delicious. They are all picked fresh from the mountains. They taste very delicious. Let some adults try them."
"I know, go down."
"Eh."
After the waiter left, the military counselor took out the silver needle and tried it according to the law, and shook his head.
"It's not poisonous."
Only then did a few people move their chopsticks.
These mushrooms were indeed delicious. Even Nuo Bao, a meat lover, liked them and ate a lot of them.
…
"Xiao Nuobao, now that your matter is settled, you can go home with your uncle."
After drinking and eating, Feng Qingchen appeared in front of everyone again.
He carried the fresh fragrance of his body after bathing, changed into red clothes that made him look sexy, and his devilishly handsome face made him look even more soul-catching and alluring.
Like a male vixen.
Even Nuobao's eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't help but think of a saying, although his uncle is a coquettish guy, he is really beautiful.
Not to mention Uncle Nine Emperors, Nuobao was also confused after seeing it.
Especially when Feng Qingchen looks at you with those peach blossom eyes, few women can resist him.
Nuobao didn't even hear his words clearly, so he nodded dazedly.
"Wait!" Mu Lianjing frowned, realizing that things were not simple.
"Go home, what home? Nuobao, where are you going with him?"
He knew that Feng Qingchen was the prince of Xiliang Kingdom.
His home is naturally Xiliang Kingdom.
But where can Nuobao go with him?
"Uncle, what's going on with Nuobao?"
Mu Lianjing has a situation where he can't keep up with the speed of development.
Isn't Nuobao his sister?
Where did the cheap uncle come from? !
Mu Lianjing looked at Feng Qingchen with eyes that gradually became hostile.
Okay, this is another person who wants to steal his sister from him, right?
