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

"What exactly does the lord want to say?" Su Fuliu asked.

"Can you see a man in red beside him?" Feng Muting asked back.

Su Fuliu thought for a while, then nodded: "En."

Although he didn't understand how Feng Muting got involved with that man in red.

"That man's name is Wen Hongye, and he has been with Xiao Nian for three years." Feng Muting said.

"Oh." Su Fuliu responded, but still didn't understand why Feng Muting mentioned Wen Hongye.

Looking at him like that, Feng Muting knew that he still didn't understand. He really wanted to grab his ear and ask him where his mind went.

"Don't you understand? A man has been with Xiao Nian for three years, don't you understand?" Feng Muting asked again.

Su Fuliu was startled, and thought about the meaning of Feng Muting's words.

A man who followed Xiao Nian for three years...

How do you listen to this... I didn't think there was anything wrong the first time I heard it, but now the more I think about it, the more I feel it is wrong?

Suddenly, he widened his eyes and looked at Feng Muting in surprise: "The prince means... yes, he... the son..."

He was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly.

He should understand correctly, what Feng Muting meant was that Xiao Nian is the one who is as good as Long Yang.

"When this king went to look for you at Duke Huguo's mansion, you were so drunk that you passed out, and he...he was about to untie your waistband..." Feng Muting was not used to this kind of talking behind his back. Behavior.

But, if he doesn't make it clear and prevent Su Fuliu from seeing Xiao Nian's true face clearly, what if Xiao Nian takes advantage of the loophole in the future and he doesn't rush there in time?

As for this idiot, if he doesn't speak clearly and plainly, he won't understand at all.

Therefore, he can only be this kind of villain who talks behind his back once.

Su Fuliu touched the belt around his waist subconsciously, feeling lingering in fear.

He never imagined that Xiao Nian was playing tricks on him.

He even suspected that Xiao Nian made him drink Hundred Flowers Drunk for the purpose of getting him drunk.

Because Baihuazui is easy to drink too much unconsciously while drinking.

Hundred Flowers Drunk is easy to give people the illusion that they are not drunk, thinking that they have not drunk much, but in fact, after the reaction, and then the alcohol is on the top, it is easy to get completely drunk.

Just like he did last night.

Looking at his frightened look, Feng Muting finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that from now on, Su Fuliu will definitely stay away from Xiao Nian.

"Okay, come here, take off your clothes." Feng Muting said.

Su Fuliu recovered from the shock, and then walked over in a somewhat dull manner.

"Sit down." Feng Muting said.

Su Fuliu obediently sat on the stool in front of him.

"Take it off." Feng Muting said again.

"How can I trouble the lord to help me wipe the medicinal wine, or let someone else do it?" Su Fuliu said.

"Where is it so long-winded, take it off if you are told." Feng Muting's tone was not kind again.

Su Fuliu was afraid that he would get angry, so he quickly untied his clothes.

Feng Muting who was sitting behind him saw a big bruise on the back of his right shoulder, he couldn't help shaking his head, then poured some medicinal wine into the palm of his hand, then pressed it on his injured place, and began to rub it.

"I've never seen you so clumsy, you can toss yourself like this even if you wash something."

"Hiss...it hurts, can you be gentle, my lord..."

"Shut up, you still know it hurts, next time you dare to sneak out to drink with others, and see if I don't break your leg!" Feng Muting threatened.

Su Fuliu curled her lips: "Don't drink, don't drink... I don't dare anymore."

Drinking some wine here, almost sold himself out, how dare he drink with others casually.

Although Feng Muting said words of reprimand, the strength in his hands was much lighter: "Your strength is also worrying, it takes a lot of effort to carry a bucket of water, and the nuns who do rough work in this palace are stronger than you. "

"..."

"It's the same with this body. It looks like it has no strength at first glance. It feels like it will break when you break it, and it will fall apart when you hit it. It seems that you need to exercise hard in the future. Otherwise, if there is another fat woman pressing on you, no one will help you. , you can’t even push it away.”

Su Fuliu was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "How does the prince know about this..."