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

On this day, the imperial city was boiling.

Everyone is talking about the Duke Protector's Mansion being taken over by King Ting.

But no one dared to say anything against King Ting.

This Ting Wang's behavior style is known to everyone in the whole Fengguo.

But the common people also know that although this King Ting is strong, the ones who are destroyed are always the ones who deserve to die.

He must have committed some unforgivable crime in this Duke Protector's Mansion.

But Feng Mu Ting, who had destroyed the entire Duke Protector's Mansion, was not relieved, because Xiao Nian, who most deserved to be shattered into pieces, was not in the Duke Protector's Mansion.

"My lord, calm down, I'm going to look for this subordinate, even if I turn over the entire imperial city, I still want to find Xiao Nian, bring him to my lord, and let him deal with it." The subordinate cupped his hands and said.

Feng Muting stood with his hands behind his back, with a murderous aura that made people daunting.

He didn't speak, but frowned deeply.

The subordinates didn't dare to talk anymore, but without Feng Muting's order and consent, he didn't dare to move around, so he could only stand there and wait quietly.

After a while, Feng Muting's eyes darkened, with bloodlust: "Go and repair the palace."

"Yes." The subordinate immediately bowed his hands.

Afterwards, he followed Feng Muting to the Prince Xiu's Mansion.

When Feng Muxiu, who had just taken a bath, heard his servants say that Feng Muting was coming, he frowned, rolled his eyes, and said to the servants beside him, "Go and get the dead dog on the bed." Xiao Nian tied up and took him to see King Ting."

"Yes."

After Feng Muxiu put on his clothes, he rushed to the front hall. As soon as he arrived at the front hall, he saw Feng Muting standing there, and instantly felt that the surroundings were as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then walked over with a smile on his face: "Brother Tinghuang, why are you here? It just so happens that my younger brother is also looking for you."

Feng Muting glanced at the sickly Feng Muxiu, "Where's Xiao Nian?"

Feng Muxiu was slightly stunned, and then replied: "Isn't it a coincidence, this is what I wanted to talk to Brother Tinghuang about, that Xiao Nian didn't know what he did to offend Brother Tinghuang , Now that I knew it, I was afraid, and came to ask my brother for protection, but my brother and brother Tinghuang are the same family, how could I fight against brother Tinghuang for him, an outsider, besides, last time brother Tinghuang sold my brother To save face, I have to help brother Tinghuang even more this time."

Feng Muting said impatiently: "This king only asks you about Xiao Nian, you don't need to say anything else, it's very noisy."

Feng Muxiu choked and could only swallow his displeasure.

After a while, the servants tied up the dying Xiao Nian and carried him out.

When Feng Muting saw Xiao Nian, he immediately clenched his fists, wanting to beat him to death.

Feng Muxiu said: "Brother Tinghuang, Xiao Nian is here and I leave it to you to deal with."

Xiao Nian, who still had a sigh of relief, did not expect Feng Muxiu to betray him directly, so the torture he suffered before was not in vain.

"Xiu...Your Majesty Xiu, you said you would protect me..." He tried to raise his breath and said.

Feng Muxiu snorted coldly: "This king is trying to stabilize you, so that I can tie you up and hand you over to Brother Tinghuang."

"You... how could you..." Xiao Nian felt pain in his heart when he moved, as if his body was falling apart.

Feng Muxiu ignored him, but looked at Feng Muting: "Brother Tinghuang, are you going to take him away?"

"This king is here to deal with him, don't you mind?" Feng Muting glanced at Feng Muxiu.

Feng Muxiu smiled and said, "How could it be, Brother Ting just deal with him."

Afterwards, Feng Muting walked in front of Xiao Nian, raised his right hand, and his subordinate immediately handed over the long sword.