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

Seeing that Su Yan was still standing there, Feng Muting said, "What are you doing in a daze, do you still want me to invite you to go?"

Su Yan shivered, and immediately ran over: "No, no."

When the two came to the study, they saw Xie Chen in black clothes standing there with a long sword in his hand.

Seeing Feng Muting approaching, he cupped his hands and said: "This subordinate sees the prince."

"En." Feng Muting responded, then walked over and sat down.

Xie Chen asked: "I don't know if the prince called his subordinates down, what orders do you have?"

"Stay in the palace and help me protect A Liu."

"Aliu?"

Su Yan immediately helped to explain: "Xiao Su is the prince's favorite person."

Xie Chen's eyes flashed, he suddenly understood, and then clasped his fists together and said, "Yes."

Feng Muting said again: "However, under normal circumstances, you stay in the palace, but sometimes when the king has something to do and you are not by A Liu's side, you must protect him for the king."

"Yes, my subordinates know."

"Well, then you can live in Su Yan's room. Anyway, I think he is quite free to live alone. You can just help me teach him as an excellent subordinate. Shut up."

"Yes." Sure enough, this Xie Chen would not gossip, no matter what Feng Muting said, he just answered yes or no.

When Su Yan heard this, he immediately said with a bitter face: "My lord, there are so many rooms in this palace, you can just let Xie Chen live in one room, why do you want him to share a room with the little one, he never leaves his sword every day, the little one really I'm afraid that if he is not careful, he will kill the little one."

Feng Muting frowned and looked at him: "You are afraid that he will kill you, but you are not afraid that this king will kill you?"

Su Yan choked, thinking that he had offended Feng Muting just now, so he immediately changed his words: "Hey, the prince's arrangement is right, the arrangement is good, the little one likes to share a room with Xie Chen."

Feng Muting glanced at him, didn't speak any more, but got up and left.

Su Yan curled her lips and looked at Xie Chen: "Hey, this is Wangfu, not Xuanyuan Pavilion. In Xuanyuan Pavilion, you only need to listen to the owner of the pavilion, but in Wangfu, you have to listen to me, the housekeeper!"

"En." Xie Chen nodded.

"Then come with me." Saying that, Su Yan led him away.

After arriving at the room, Su Yan said again: "Later, I will get someone to bring in a small bed. It just so happens that I have to prepare a small bed for the prince."

"What kind of bed do you want, we two big men, are you still afraid that I will put you to sleep!" Xie Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a hint of a smile. Seriously.

"Look, look, you are the same person in front of you, and the same person behind you. I have to guard against you. Also, put your sword away! After entering the room, let me open the door. Don't bring it to the bed!"

Xie Chen shook his head: "That won't work, I'm a killer, and my sword never leaves my body."

Su Yan was speechless for a moment.

Xie Chen looked at him and said with a smile: "Su Yan, you hold grudges too much. That time, my sword and I didn't do it on purpose. It was an accident. Who told you to come to me while I was practicing swords?"

"Hmph, don't explain anymore, I think you did it on purpose, you are just jealous that I was chosen by the prince to be the housekeeper of the palace!" Su Yan couldn't help but tighten his legs when he thought of that accident.

Although it has been a long time, every time he thinks about it, he still can't help but feel a dull pain behind him.

Xie Chen seemed to have heard some joke: "I'm jealous of you? Don't you know that the reason why the prince chose you to be the housekeeper of the palace was because your martial arts were the worst among us, and the prince thought you were not a killer. Is that why you were called to the palace because of your talent?"