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

"I don't know, I don't know his name, I only know that he said he is the son of the national teacher, he said he was with you a few years ago, and you gave him a token of love, he gave me all Look, the jade pendant hanging around the neck has the last words of your and his names engraved on it, it’s all like this, and you still say that there is no one outside you? Woohoo, you lied to me, and you lied to me again!”

Su Fuliu burst into tears, Feng Muting felt distressed when he saw it, but after hearing what he said, the fire in his heart had already burst out.

This Mo Chilu, who dared to take advantage of his coma and come here to bully his good boy, is looking for death!

He forced himself to sit up and hugged Su Fuliu: "Silly treasure, you just believe what he says. How could I be nice to him? How could he fall into my eyes?"

Su Fuliu cried and said, "If I really believe it, you won't be able to see me when you wake up now."

"That's right, my good Liu, don't cry, my heart will be broken by you crying, when I recover, I will go to kiss him with my own hands, let's not be wronged, okay, good boy." Feng Muting tightly Holding Su Fuliu, he hasn't held his cute baby properly for two days.

Hearing this, Su Fuliu asked: "How did Tinglang meet an assassin? Who sent this assassin? Could it be King Xiu? Where did he find such a powerful assassin? Be careful!"

Feng Muting choked, and it took him a long time to reply: "Well, I know, don't worry, Ah Liu, this time it was an accident, and I will never let them take advantage of it in the future."

"Ting Lang must take good care of his wounds. You are seriously injured this time. Later, someone will bring you medicine. The medicine will be very bitter, but you must drink it all in one go!" Su Fuliu said.

Feng Muting nodded: "Well, no matter how hard it is, I will finish the drink. I can't let my sweetheart worry."

Su Fuliu blushed, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and then asked, "What would Ting Lang want to eat tonight?"

Feng Muting chuckled, "What do you think?"

"Me? How do I know? If I want to know, do I still ask you?" Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting who was smiling inexplicably, and was very puzzled.

Feng Muting leaned close to his ear and whispered: "What do I want to eat the most, does Ah Liu really not know?"

Su Fuliu blushed even more, until it reached the base of her ears: "If Ting Lang does this again, I won't cook for you tonight!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, as long as it's made by Ah Liu, I like to eat it, so Ah Liu doesn't need to ask me, just do what you want." Feng Muting replied.

"Well, then you should lie down and have a good rest. I'll go to the kitchen to see what dishes are there. By the way, I'll see if the medicine is ready. If it's ready, I'll bring it here for you to drink." Su Fuliu said get up.

However, Feng Muting took his hand and looked at him with reluctance: "No, I want Ah Liu to stay here with me. The medicine is ready, and the servants will bring it over. The dishes in the kitchen are not good. I'll run long, and it won't be too late for Ah Liu to go when dinner is made."

Su Fuliu actually didn't want to leave Feng Muting's side, so he nodded: "Okay, then I won't go."

With that said, he sat back down again.

Feng Muting said again: "It's not good for me to lie down and sit, I want to hug Ah Liu."

Su Fuliu didn't refuse, but obediently lay down and slept beside Feng Muting, letting Feng Muting hold him in his arms.

In Feng Muting's arms, his heart was full of a sense of security.