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

"Forgive me? You dare to touch my king's people, and you still want my king to forgive you? Forgive you, why did you peel your skin and hang it up?!" Feng Muting said angrily.

The man was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground: "My lord, spare my life, my lord, my lord, my little one doesn't know that he belongs to my lord, if he knew, this little one would definitely not bully him!"

When Su Fuliu on the side heard this, he immediately said: "Fart, I told you that I am from Prince Ting's mansion, but you still said you didn't know, you are lying to your face, lord, such a person Can't be forgiven lightly!"

Su Fuliu is also the master of bullying others, seeing someone come to support him, he immediately let out all the anger of being bullied just now.

"Then what do you want to do with him?" Feng Muting asked.

Su Fuliu pursed her lips, and thought about it seriously: "Let the guards he brought beat him up!"

"That's it?" Feng Muting raised his eyebrows.

Su Fuliu nodded: "Yeah, isn't that enough? Could it be that he was peeled and dried as the prince said?"

He felt his scalp go numb just thinking about it.

"This king thinks it's good." Feng Muting said with a relaxed face, as if peeling human skin is as easy as peeling an egg.

The man knelt there, listening to the two of them discussing how to punish him, and when he heard the skinning, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, and then kowtowed and begged for mercy: "My lord, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Just beat him up, it's enough to beat him up until he can't take care of himself." Su Fuliu replied.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Feng Muting nodded slightly, and then swept towards the guard beside the man, "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

The guards were terrified by Feng Muting's terrifying eyes. Before they could say anything, their master said: "What are you still doing, the prince told you to do it, so do it!"

Rather than being peeled and dried, it is better to be beaten and unable to take care of yourself.

Seeing that the master had said this, the guards naturally raised their hands one after another.

Standing there, Su Fuliu looked at the man's bruised nose and swollen face, feeling relieved that he dared to tease him, he was looking for death!

"See clearly next time, I'm not easy to mess with!" He didn't forget to rely on Feng Muting to be here, and he was a little crazy.

Looking at his arrogant appearance, Feng Muting couldn't help laughing.

Then he said to those people: "If you can't take care of yourself if you don't beat him, then the king will let you guys beat you so hard that you can't take care of yourself, understand?"

"Yes, yes." Those people responded quickly, and then beat their master harder.

Feng Muting nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Su Fuliu: "What are you doing standing there, let's go."

"Yes." Su Fuliu paused, then hurriedly bought the fish, and followed Feng Muting away.

"Shouldn't the prince be sleeping?" On the way, Su Fuliu couldn't help asking.

"I fell asleep and woke up again. I heard that you sneaked out of the mansion. I was afraid that you would do something bad, so I followed to see. Fortunately, the king followed, otherwise, you would be dragged back. Eat at home." Feng Muting replied.

Su Fuliu choked, speechless.

Feng Muting glanced at the fish in his basket again: "Isn't the cook in the Wang's residence not good enough to ask you to come out and buy fish?"

Su Fuliu paused, then shook his head: "No, the little one came out to buy fish specially, and wanted to go back to make fish soup for the prince. The little fish stew is first-rate!"

"Really?" Feng Muting was a little disbelieving.

Seeing his suspicious expression, Su Fuliu felt a little dissatisfied: "When I go back, I will stew the fish soup and send it to the lord, and the lord will make an evaluation after he tastes it!"

How dare he question his cooking skills, which is one of his best skills!