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

After Su Yan left, the door was open, and from time to time, some servants peeked in and looked inside.

Feng Muting glanced at them: "Aren't they all free?!"

They were so scared that they ran away.

After he gave a dry cough, he walked up to Su Fuliu, looked at Su Fuliu's face as red as a tomato: "Ah Liu..."

"I told you not to be foolish, don't act foolishly, if you don't listen, it's better now, I'm ashamed and ashamed!" Su Fuliu replied angrily.

"If you hadn't resisted, the bed wouldn't have collapsed..." Feng Muting wanted to cry, but with Su Fuliu's strength now, even if he made a stone bed, he could smash it to pieces.

"Blame me?" Su Fuliu asked back.

Feng Muting immediately blinked and shook his head: "No, no, blame me, blame me, I'm dishonest, I'm restless, I'm messing around, Ah Liu, don't be angry, Su Yan has already gone to prepare a new bed, we Sit on the edge and wait a while."

Su Fuliu sighed softly, and looked at him helplessly: "The prince should sit down for a while, I'll go get the medicine for him."

"I go with you."

"no need."

"It's okay, I'll go with you."

"I said no!" Su Fuliu yelled loudly, and Feng Muting froze on the spot.

Afterwards, Su Fuliu ran out with his head down.

Feng Muting stood there in a daze, watching Su Fuliu's leaving back, frowned slightly.

Su Fuliu ran out of the palace and hid in a deserted corner.

He squatted there, huddled together, feeling a little confused.

Then, he looked at his hands and couldn't help frowning.

Just now on the bed, when he pushed and shoved, he lost control of his strength. Fortunately, he slapped on the bed, and the heavy and carved agarwood bed fell apart. What if that palm accidentally landed on Ting Lang's body? !

This is obviously his own internal force, his original martial arts, why can't he control it well?

Is it because it hasn't been used for many years?

He had to get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise, what would happen if such accidents kept happening.

If he hurt Ting Lang again, he would blame himself to death.

Thinking of this, Su Fuliu sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and tried to "tame" the internal force in his body.

Suddenly, something rolled to his feet, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a child running towards him.

When the child saw him, he cried out loudly, then turned around and ran away.

Su Fuliu froze for a moment, maybe he was hiding here secretly and frightened the child.

After absorbing his internal strength, he looked down and saw a small ball at his feet, which must belong to that child.

He stood up with the ball, patted the dust on his body, and then went to find the child, but he couldn't find the child after searching for a long time, so he had to give up.

He looked at the small ball in his hand and sighed softly, then went to the pharmacy, took some medicine for Feng Muting and went back.

After returning, he went directly to the kitchen to help Feng Muting decoct the medicine.

After Feng Muting knew that he was back, he quietly came to the kitchen, stood outside the door and quietly watched Su Fuliu who was concentrating on making medicine in the kitchen.

He hesitated for a long time, thinking whether to go in or leave.

Until Su Fuliu was accidentally scalded by the medicine stove, he immediately ran in like a gust of wind, grabbed Su Fuliu's hand, and looked carefully for fear that he might be burned.

When he saw that the back of Su Fuliu's hand had a large red spot, he hurriedly dragged him to the edge of the water tank, took a ladle of cold water and poured it on the back of his hand.

Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting's distressed and serious look, and thought of him talking to Feng Muting in such a loud voice before, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

After pouring two scoops of cold water on Su Fuliu's hand, Feng Muting asked, "Does it still hurt?"

But he didn't hear Su Fuliu's answer for a long time, so he looked at Su Fuliu, and saw Su Fuliu looking at him with red eyes.

He was slightly taken aback, and his heart was full of self-blame.

Then the two said in unison: "I'm sorry..."