The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Su Fuliu exclaimed!

Fortunately, Feng Muting was on the side, and he caught him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

His nose hit Feng Muting's strong chest, sore tears came out.

Su Fuliu touched his sore nose, and said tearfully, "Thank you, my lord..."

"Clumsy." Feng Muting looked down at him in his arms and scolded him.

"..." Su Fuliu also knew that he was a little clumsy, so he had no words to refute when Feng Muting scolded him.

He withdrew from Feng Muting's embrace, lowered his head slightly, and did not speak.

At the moment Su Fuliu withdrew, Feng Muting's heart also felt empty for a moment.

He glanced at the hand that was embracing Su Fuliu's slender waist just now, and rolled his Adam's apple involuntarily.

Recently, he has quite a lot of strange feelings and thoughts in his heart...

"My lord, shall we go?" Su Fuliu sniffed and said.

Feng Muting came back to his senses, glanced at him, nodded his head, and turned to leave first.

Su Fuliu rubbed her nose and hurriedly followed.

After the two returned to the kitchen, Su Fuliu hurried to stare at the fish soup.

And Feng Muting walked to the emperor's side and said: "Father, is there anything else I can help you with?"

The emperor glanced at him: "I thought you were going to wait until the food was ready before returning."

Feng Muting twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, looked at the emperor, and did not speak.

"Didn't you say to pick mushrooms? Where are the mushrooms?" Seeing that he was silent, the emperor asked again.

"I forgot that there are no mushrooms at this time." Feng Muting replied.

The emperor slightly raised his eyebrows: "There are no mushrooms, so why did you go out for so long?"

After coughing dryly, Feng Muting replied: "I simply went out, and my son sat under that big tree for a while. When I was young, my mother and concubine often took my son to play under that tree."

After the emperor heard this, he didn't ask any more questions, but just turned his head to look at Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu was sitting obediently on the small bench, watching the stove.

Seeing this, Feng Muting said, "Father, my son will help you get the plate?"

The emperor withdrew his gaze: "Yes."

Feng Muting immediately went to get the plate, the emperor looked at his back and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

In this way, the three of them worked in the kitchen all morning. By noon, the fish soup and lotus root balls were ready.

Feng Muting filled a pot of lotus root balls, a bowl of fish soup, and a bowl of rice, and along with the emperor, sent them to the room where the imperial concubine Yu was placed.

Su Fuliu followed behind and also entered the room.

He stood aside, watching Feng Muting and the emperor worship Concubine Yu there, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

The separation of life and death is really painful and helpless.

If Concubine Yu is still alive, their princes will definitely be very happy.

But there is no if in the world.

"Okay, let's go." The emperor said.

Feng Muting nodded, then followed the emperor and walked out.

When he walked to Su Fuliu's side, he glanced at Su Fuliu and motioned him to follow.

Su Fuliu looked at Shangfeng Mu Ting and found that his eyes were a little red, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

The prince must miss his mother and concubine very much at this moment, because he endured that kind of sad emotion, so his eyes are red.

If not, the prince would have cried a long time ago, right?

Back in the kitchen, Su Fuliu quickly helped carry the rest of the meal, and followed them to the dining room.

After he put all the food on the table, he stood aside.

He is definitely not qualified to eat with them, so he can only stand on the sidelines and watch.

After Feng Muting sat down, he served the emperor a bowl of fish soup: "Father, please try it."

The emperor took it and tasted it, then he kept nodding his head: "It's really good, no wonder Ting'er has been full of praise."

Su Fuliu hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment."

The emperor smiled slightly, glanced at Su Fuliu, then turned to look at Feng Muting, and said...