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

After Su Fuliu heard the footsteps, he was afraid that the servants had something to report.

So he got up and walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.

As a result, a little girl rushed over.

Su Fuliu quickly reached out to support her: "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The little girl was going to open the door to come in, but he opened the door suddenly, causing her to lose weight and almost fall down.

The little girl raised her head with an angry expression on her face. She wanted to lose her temper, but when she saw Su Fuliu's face, her anger disappeared immediately.

The originally angry face immediately changed into a sweet smiling face: "I'm fine."

After Su Fuliu helped her up, he distanced himself from her.

"What's your name?" asked the little girl.

Su Fuliu froze for a moment: "The young one is called Su Fuliu."

He is not an idiot either, a girl who can directly break into Prince Ting's mansion must be of extraordinary status.

So it's better for him to be more polite.

"Su Fuliu? What a nice name, are you Brother Tinghuang's attendant?" The little girl asked again.

Su Fuliu was taken aback again, whoever could call Feng Muting the emperor's brother, wouldn't that be a princess?

He just said, this little girl must be of extraordinary status, as expected.

Fortunately, he apologized in time just now and didn't make the little girl angry.

"Yes." Su Fuliu replied.

"then you……"

The little girl was about to ask, when she heard Feng Muting say inside: "What is the imperial sister doing here?"

Only then did Feng Muling look at Feng Muting, then walked over and said with a smile, "Of course I came to see Brother Tinghuang. I heard that Brother Tinghuang was injured, so I came here to take a look."

"Then since you came to see me, why are you talking to my attendants at the door?" Feng Muting asked.

Feng Muling smiled: "Isn't this the handsome attendant of brother Tinghuang, this is the most beautiful attendant I have ever seen, where did brother Tinghuang find this attendant? "

"There is no shortage of servants in the palace." Feng Muting replied.

Feng Muling choked, then said with a smile: "There is no shortage, but..."

"Didn't you come to see this king? You can leave after reading it." Feng Muting said with some dissatisfaction.

Feng Muling only thought that he came to see him because of her, but he kept talking about Su Fuliu, which made him unhappy.

So he hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Okay, brother Tinghuang, then I won't talk about this. How is brother Tinghuang's injury? Is it okay?"

Su Fuliu helped and said: "The prince's injury is recovering well."

Hearing what he said, Feng Muling's attention was immediately attracted by him again, she looked at him: "Well, it must be because you took good care of him, that's why brother Tinghuang recovered so quickly, it seems that, You are a very good servant."

Su Fuliu smiled embarrassingly: "Thank you princess for the compliment, the princess is the first person to boast so little."

Feng Muling kept staring at him: "Really, really, no one has praised you yet? Brother Ting Huang hasn't praised you either?"

Su Fuliu paused, he thought for a while: "Your Highness still boasted."

At least Feng Muting praised his cooking skills.

"Let me just say, you are such a good attendant, how can no one praise you?"

Su Fuliu laughed, after all, he was praised by others, so why not be happy.

But he didn't notice that someone's face gradually became a little ugly.

Feng Muting said with a dark face: "Su Fuliu, you have nothing to do here, you go back to your room."

"Ah? The little one will stay here to take care of the prince..." Su Fuliu froze for a moment.

"Go back if I tell you to go back, don't you understand?" Feng Muting shouted.