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

After another two days, Su Fuliu's complexion has slightly recovered, not as pale as paper at that time.

It's just that these hands can't move yet, so they need someone's help to do anything.

And the person who helped was naturally Feng Muting.

"Tinglang, I'm much better now. Tinglang doesn't need to be by my side all the time. You haven't entered the palace for many days. If you don't go to the emperor..."

Before Su Fuliu could finish speaking, Feng Muting said, "Father won't hit me, don't worry."

"Isn't it?"

"Ah."

"But, even if the emperor doesn't beat you, you still have to enter the palace. After all, the emperor has started to let you take over the affairs of the court slowly. If you keep going like this, let alone the emperor, those ministers may have opinions. .”

"Who dares?" Feng Muting raised his eyebrows.

"..." Su Fuliu paused, and continued to persuade: "I still have to stay in bed for three months, if Ting Lang doesn't enter the palace for three months, it won't be good."

"It's absolutely impossible not to enter the palace for three months, but you have just been out of pain for three days, I don't worry, I want to guard you for a few more days, don't drive me away..."

When Su Fuliu heard this, he became anxious: "I didn't chase Ting Lang away, I also want to see Ting Lang all the time, but... this is not..."

Feng Muting laughed, and he gently squeezed Su Fuliu's hand: "Ah Liu, don't worry about this, I know it well, I will enter the palace when you feel better."

"All right……"

Feng Muting looked at him, and suddenly said softly: "A Liu, kiss me again, okay?"

Su Fuliu was stunned, pink rose on his face.

Feng Muting looked at him who was shy again, thinking that he would not agree, but he didn't want him to hesitate before nodding.

"Okay..." Su Fuliu replied in a low voice.

Feng Muting's eyes lit up instantly, and he found that his A Liu didn't seem to always reject him like before.

Then I heard Su Fuliu say weakly: "I will be more careful, and try not to bite you this time..."

Feng Muting laughed: "It's okay, Ah Liu just bite, it's not a problem if you bite the skin, bleed, and bite off the flesh!"

"..."

Seeing that Su Fuliu didn't speak, Feng Muting leaned over, but just as he pressed his lips together, before Su Fuliu took the initiative, he saw the door suddenly opened and Su Yan fell in.

Su Fuliu immediately turned her head to the side, extremely embarrassed.

The softness of the lips disappeared, and while Feng Muting was disappointed, he was also fuming.

He sat up straight and looked at Su Yan who got up from the ground, his eyes wished to stare at Su Yan: "The sky is bright and the sun is sneaky, and you still stumble, Su Yan, what do you want to do?!"

Su Yan was also very annoyed, he wanted to find Feng Muting for something, but he was afraid of disturbing Feng Muting, so he wanted to stick to the door to hear what was going on inside.

If he heard that Feng Muting and Su Fuliu were just chatting, he could knock on the door and call out.

If he heard rustling inside, then he definitely couldn't disturb it.

But in the end, no one spoke or heard any movement inside, so he tried his best to put his ears on the door, but the door was only gently closed, and it couldn't stand him leaning on it like this, so the door opened, and he cried out sadly. fell in.

In the end, they still bothered their lords, it's over!

"My lord, my little one...the little one is looking for you. Well, there is already news about Wen Hongye, who is in Nanling." Su Yan hurriedly explained.

Feng Muting gritted his molars and said, "You are in Nanling, tell that Gu Xingchen, what are you telling me?! I don't want to know where he is!"

"..." Su Yan broke out in a cold sweat.

"It seems that Xie Chen's teaching is still not in place. After you have someone bring the news to Gu Xingchen, go to Xie Chen and ask him to teach you again. The king will give you seven days, and you are not allowed to leave the room for seven days. Door! If you don’t learn well, you two will go to receive the punishment together!”

Su Yan stared at Feng Muting with wide eyes, and replied in panic, "Seven...seven days...no way, my lord, people will die!"