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

Su Fuliu nodded: "Yeah, okay... But, I'm afraid that if I smell meat oil and vomit again, wouldn't that be okay?"

"It's okay, Ben Wang told Aunt Xu to cook some light dishes. We mainly gather as a family, not for eating, so light dishes are fine." Feng Muting replied.

After hearing this, Su Fuliu thought for a while, and then said: "Your family gathers together, then, then, is it inconvenient for me to go..."

Feng Muting looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "You are my king's person now, why is it inconvenient for you to have a family dinner?"

"Oh..." Su Fuliu lowered her head in embarrassment.

Feng Muting shook his head, his A Liu's skin is really too thin.

He really couldn't believe that his A Liu and Bai Yulang were brothers.

"Then, Ah Liu, rest, and the king will go to the palace." Feng Muting said.

"Okay." Su Fuliu responded, and sat down obediently.

At night, Feng Muting came to the room and walked to the bed with a pitiful look.

Su Fuliu looked at him and said: "My lord, don't think about it, go to sleep in the study."

"This king knows, this king came here to get the pillow and quilt." Feng Muting replied.

"Oh, take it then." Su Fuliu sat on the bed and looked at him.

Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu eagerly, then reached out to grab the pillow and quilt: "Ah Liu, have a good rest."

Su Fuliu nodded: "Well, the prince should also take a good rest, look at the haggard face of the prince, if you don't feel comfortable sleeping in the study..."

"It must be uncomfortable to sleep." Feng Muting answered immediately before he finished speaking.

"Then let Su Yan move a small bed and put it in the study? It will be more comfortable that way." Su Fuliu replied thoughtfully.

"..." Feng Muting was immediately discouraged, and then he held the quilt and pillow and looked at Su Fuliu quietly.

Su Fuliu smiled and waved to him: "My lord, rest early!"

Feng Muting nodded with a wry smile, then left the room with the quilt and pillow in his arms.

Outside, Su Yan was waiting. Seeing Feng Muting's "miserable" appearance, he tried his best to suppress a smile, and put on a caring look: "My lord, I will prepare a small paper for you in the study tomorrow." bed?"

Feng Muting immediately slammed the knife in the eye, Su Yan shrank his neck in fright and did not dare to say anything, but obediently followed Feng Muting to the study.

After arriving in the study, Feng Muting put the quilt and pillow on the soft couch, sighed and said to Su Yan: "Bring me a small bed tomorrow."

"Yes..." Su Yan wiped his sweat secretly, it's really hard to be a housekeeper of the palace!

It's no wonder that none of the previous butlers of the Wangfu was very old. If someone else came here, he would probably have to "live his age".

As the fourth housekeeper of the palace, even though he has been in office for a long time, the previous three combined time is less than a year, but he has been in office for many years!

Afterwards, Su Yan was about to retreat, but just as he was about to turn around, Feng Muting shouted: "By the way, you go to Xuanyuan Pavilion tomorrow and call Xie Chen."

"Thank you?" Su Yan couldn't help curling his lips after hearing this, "Why did the lord ask that guy to come?"

Feng Muting didn't answer, but just glanced at Su Yan, Su Yan was shocked, and immediately replied: "Okay, I'll go and call Xie Chen tomorrow."

"Well, step back." Feng Muting finished speaking, looked at the red pillow and red quilt on the soft couch, and sighed again.