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

After drinking the medicine, Su Fuliu felt much better, so he got out of bed. He thought that Feng Muting took care of him all night, so he was naturally exhausted. He felt that he should thank Feng Muting well.

In addition to being good-looking and good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is also good at cooking.

So, Su Fuliu wants to cook for Feng Muting himself, and Feng Muting has gone back to catch up on sleep now, so he has to do it quickly, and he can enjoy it when Feng Muting wakes up .

So he went out the door with the basket on his shoulders.

He didn't even realize that he was a big man, and he looked so natural with a basket on his shoulders, just like a little daughter-in-law who went out to buy vegetables.

"Boss, bring me a grass carp, just that one, the one that is alive and kicking, it looks fresh." Su Fuliu pointed to a medium-sized grass carp in the basin.

It's just that before the hand could be retracted, it was held by someone.

He turned his head and saw a man in his fifties who was dressed gorgeously and held his hand in his hand.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but the man didn't let go, "Hey, the young master looks really good."

As he said that, the man wanted to reach out and touch his face.

He patted the hand that the man stretched out in displeasure, "You are so rude, don't let me go!"

This Su Fuliu's voice is that kind of lingering and thin.

The man was elated when he heard this, "There are a few good-looking faces in my master's house, but they are not one ten-thousandth as good as yours. Would you like to go back with your master, young master, to eat hot and spicy food?"

Although Su Fuliu is a man, he is no different from a frail scholar. The man in front of him is very strong, and he wants to withdraw his hand, but he has no choice.

"Whoever wants to go back with you, let go, or I will call someone!"

But the man laughed loudly as if he had heard something funny, "You shout, you can see if someone dares to take care of the master's business!"

The guards following the man also laughed mockingly.

Su Fuliu was speechless, how could he meet such a scum, he frowned, trying to pull his hand back from that person's hand.

But I didn't expect that person to ignore him, took his hand and walked back, fearing that he would forcefully take him back to the mansion.

"Let go, let go! I'm from Prince Ting's Mansion!" Su Fuliu was anxious.

But the more anxious he was, the more the man smiled happily: "I don't care where you are, I'm afraid you are at most a servant like this, it's not a big deal if the majestic palace loses a servant."

"Look at this blushing appearance, it's really pretty, hahaha." The man looked back at Su Fuliu, and then prepared to lead him to continue walking.

But he didn't expect a person to stand up in front of him and said coldly, "Let him go!"

The man looked up and asked disdainfully: "Who are you, dare to block the way of the master?!"

Su Fuliu followed the prestige and saw Feng Muting standing there with such a strong aura that people dare not look directly at him.

"Who are you, you dare to meddle in my master's business?" Seeing Feng Muting's strong aura, the man was a little scared, but he was used to being arrogant, so he wasn't afraid.

"Feng Muting."

Just three simple words made the other party dumbfounded.

The servant on the side said: "Master, this... this is King Ting..."

"Of course I know it's King Ting. If you didn't say it a long time ago, what an afterthought!" The man realized that he had kicked on the iron plate, and trembled immediately, "Yuan, so it's King Ting, is it?" The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, so I don't know if it's King Ting coming, so I ask King Ting to forgive me."