The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Feng Xiaowu was very frightened.

screamed in mid-air.

When the body fell from mid-air into a large snow-covered podocarpus in the distance, I felt a sense of relief.

As a result, when his body was about to touch the white snow on the podocarpus, he felt that his neck, waist and legs were entangled with countless threads, and then Xiao Yanbao looked worried.

With the help of online people, Xiaoyanbao accurately received Brother Feng Xiaowu and immediately smiled brightly.

"Xiao Wuguoguo, are you okay?"

Feng Xiaowu was stunned.

"Yanbao, you..."

Feng Xiaowu turned around and looked around, and found that he was being held by Xiao Yanbao.

As soon as the thread around his neck came loose, his head fell directly onto the white snow of the podocarpus below.

Xiao Yanbao took a breath.

"Hey yo"!

Feng Xiaowu, who was three years old, fell onto the cobblestone path next to him.

Feng Xiaowu's eyes widened as wide as possible and his mouth opened into an O shape.

When Feng Mian and Feng Siling rushed over, Feng Xiaowu was in the classic look that Feng Mian had seen before.

Xiao Yanbao was hugging his waist, and his head and long legs were hanging on the ground.

Judging from the stunned look, he must be quite frightened.

Feng Mian quickly walked over and helped the person up.

"Xiaowu, come to your senses."

Feng Siling saw that Xiao Yanbao and Feng Xiaowu were okay, so he decisively walked to the side of the rows of podocarpus to check.

Xiao Yanbao saw it and let out a sigh of relief.

"Four pots of pot, there are a lot of knives under the trees!"

There was a hint of chill in Feng Mian's eyes, and Feng Xiaowu came to his senses in shock.

"What? There are knives under those podocarps?"

Feng Xiaowu didn't believe it, so he patted his butt and rushed over to pry open the podocarpus branches outside.

Snowflakes fell, and brothers Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu saw the dazzling white sharp knife hidden in the snowflakes.

Feng Xiaowu was so shocked that he collapsed on the ground.

Xiao Yanbao looked at him and ran over to hug him from behind.

"Don't be afraid, little Wu Guo Guo, Yan Bao has caught you, don't be afraid~"

Feng Xiaowu stared at the dazzling sharp knives in the bushes and spoke with trembling lips.

"This...this...why are there so many knives here? Are...still standing upside down? If Yan Bao hadn't caught me just now, would I have been stabbed like a hedgehog by these sharp knives?"

Feng Mian immediately called Hei Yu.

"Seal the entire Imperial Garden, and within half a cup of tea, you personally deliver all the people around here to His Majesty."

Black Feather took the order and left.

Feng Mian held Xiao Yanbao and then helped the frightened Feng Xiaowu up.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaowu. Brother Prince will definitely find the person who planned this killing array."

Feng Xiaowu burst into tears.

"Wow...Brother Prince...Wow wow wow...I almost died...Wow wow wow..."

Feng Mian patted his shoulder gently.

"Xiaowu, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Xiao Yanbao stretched out his little hand and gently hooked Feng Xiaowu's fat fingers.

"Xiao Wu Guo Guo, it's really okay~"

Feng Xiaowu cried even harder.

Tears rained down.

I cried with snot bubbles coming out of my nose.

Muling was inspecting the camp in the western suburbs today and has not returned to the palace yet.

After Feng Qingli got the news, she rushed over with Fu Mingzhong as soon as possible.

When he saw the podocarpus forest surrounded by guards, which was densely packed with sharp knives, his thin lips slowly pursed into a straight line.

"Check it out for me! I want to see who is so bold as to lay such a killing move in my back garden!"

The emperor was angry, and the palace, which was originally full of joy and lights, fell silent for a moment.

The people in the palace were as silent as cicadas, and everyone was in danger.

Because Feng Qingli killed all the seven palace people who Heiyu had sent there personally.

Xiao Yanbao didn't know this.

The little guy and Feng Mianfeng Siling returned to the East Palace to comfort the frightened Feng Xiaowu.

Looking at brother Feng Xiaowu whose eyes were swollen from crying, the little guy was worried.

Brother Feng Mian suddenly became busy.

Brother Feng Xiaowu doesn't like brother Feng Siling very much.

Naturally, she was the only one to comfort brother Feng Xiaowu.

But brother Feng Xiaowu is so capable of crying.

Xiao Yanbao was worried.

How to do it?

The little guy lay down next to the pillow and suddenly raised his little head.

Feng Xiaowu, who was still sobbing and crying on the bed, suddenly got excited and sat up from the soft couch with a shudder.

The two little guys looked at each other, Feng Xiaowu's childish voice was hoarse, and his eyes were fierce.

"Gu Yanbao, what are you doing?"

After saying this, Feng Xiaowu regretted it.

Gu Yanbao saved him, but he questioned Gu Yanbao with this look and tone.

But bow your head...

Feng Xiaowu, who was used to being the little bully in the palace, simply couldn't do it.

So the five-year-old Feng Xiaowu stared straight at Xiao Yanbao with a tight little face and a pair of big eyes that turned into walnuts from crying.

Xiao Yanbao didn't seem to notice the murderous intent in his eyes and asked him softly.

"Xiao Wu Guo Guo, are you not afraid of swelling?"

Feng Xiaowu couldn't answer.

And facing Xiao Yanbao's sincere and caring concern, Feng Xiaowu lowered his head in shame.

Feng Siling looked at it and wanted to laugh.

But the timing was wrong and he held back.

he tried to suggest.

"Fight fire with fire?"

Xiao Yanbao tilted his head and looked at him.

"Four pots of pot, is Sen using poison to fight poison?"

Feng Siling explained with a smile.

"You, little Wuguoguo, were frightened. Maybe you could be frightened again."

Feng Xiaowu glared at Feng Siling.

"Feng Siling, how dare you!"

Feng Siling didn't mind being called by Feng Xiaowu's first name and looked at Feng Xiaowu with a smile.

"Xiaowu, are you scared?"

Feng Xiaowu, who was stronger than five years old, blushed and frowned as he retorted.

"Who is afraid? Your Highness has even seen Daoshan. What else can Your Highness be afraid of?"

Xiao Yanbao had an idea instantly.

"Four pots of pot, Yan Bao knew why he used poison in the east to attack poison."

Feng Xiaowu was curious.

"Ok?"

Feng Siling looked forward to it.

"for example?"

Xiao Yanbao chuckled, ran over with a huff, climbed on a stool to close the window, and then held the door open and closed the door.

Feng Xiaowu had a bad feeling.

Feng Siling didn't know why, and his expectations were even higher.

When he saw Xiao Yanbao pulling his head, the uneasy Feng Xiaowu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

No, no, no!

That's the devil.

No matter how outrageous Xiao Yanbao is, he can't hide a ghost in his head.

Such a big ghost thing, Xiao Yanbao's head is so small.

Don't be crushed to death!

As a result, the next second, Xiao Yanbao chuckled and took out the hidden thing Bad Auntie from the little toggle on his head.

At the same time, a lot of threads were released, allowing the threads to instantly change the bad aunt who was balled up into a ball back to normal size, and fill her almost translucent body.

The female ghost is very weak.

Suddenly being let out for air, the female ghost immediately raised her head and shook her long hair, revealing a pale, dead face.

Feng Xiaowu screamed in horror.

"Ahhh! The ghost...the ghost is here again!"

Feng Siling also saw it.

No matter how calm he was, he was just a six-year-old child and staggered in fear.

His legs went weak, and his handsome face slumped on the carved ebony chair next to him with a pale face.

It was at this time that Concubine Gu opened the door and came in.

Xiao Yanbao thought that brother Feng Mian was coming, and turned around happily.

The female ghost with a pale face and disheveled hair, shedding bloody tears, turned back.