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

Su Fuliu's eyes widened, terrified.

He immediately lowered his head, buried as low as he could.

But at this moment, Feng Muting said: "Su Fuliu, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and move a stool and pour tea for His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Yes..." Su Fuliu hurried over to move a stool for Feng Mulei, and then poured him a cup of tea.

"Your Highness, please drink tea." Su Fuliu handed the tea to Feng Mulei.

Feng Murray glanced at him, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

Feng Mulei laughed and said: "What are you shaking, is this palace scary? No matter how scary this palace is, it should not be as scary as your prince, right? This royal brother is notoriously violent."

Su Fuliu lowered his head and replied: "Your Highness is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, and his status is humble. Naturally, he is a little scared to see His Highness the Crown Prince."

"What are you afraid of, I won't eat you again." Feng Mulei smiled.

Afterwards, Su Fuliu lowered his head and stepped aside.

Feng Muting glanced at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Why is the prince free to visit this king today?" Feng Muting asked.

Feng Mulei smiled: "Even if you don't have time, you have to find time. Why can't I not come to see such a serious matter as the emperor's brother's injury?"

"I'm fine, Prince Lao is worried." Feng Muting replied.

Feng Mulei shook his head: "They are all my brothers, and the emperor's brother is too polite. Father knows that the emperor's brother is injured, so he can't worry about it. No, let me bring the best imperial doctor in the palace to the emperor's brother. .”

"Don't bother me, the doctor has already taken care of the injury on my king's body, so I have to trouble the prince to go back to help this king and thank his father."

"The imperial doctor is here, let him take a look, maybe it can make the prince get well sooner?" Feng Mulei said.

As soon as Su Fuliu heard him say that the imperial doctor could make Feng Muting recover sooner, he also said: "My lord, why don't you let the imperial doctor take a look at it?"

Feng Muting frowned fiercely, and glanced at Su Fuliu: "Do you have a place to speak here?!"

Su Fuliu choked, then lowered his head again, it was because he was being more disciplined.

He is just a servant, the prince and the prince are talking, so there is no place for him to intervene.

However, he still has some grievances in his heart, and he just wants Feng Muting to get better soon...

Seeing Su Fuliu's appearance of being wronged, Feng Muting frowned and clicked his tongue lightly, and then said to Feng Mulei: "The prince has also seen it, so let's go back earlier. The king still needs to rest."

"I just sat down, and I haven't finished my tea yet," Feng Mulei said.

"If the prince likes to drink this tea, he can take it away."

Feng Mulei choked, but the attendant beside him said dissatisfiedly: "The prince is a bit presumptuous, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Feng Muting gave the attendant a cold look: "You are also very presumptuous, dare to talk to this king like this, are you forgetting to follow the prince's side, forgetting that you are just a slave?"

The attendant choked, and then said: "Although the young one is a slave, but the prince treats our Crown Prince like this, the young one can't stand it."

"Don't look at it if you can't see it. If you can't control your eyes, I can have someone dig them out for you!" Although Feng Muting was recuperating on the bed, it didn't affect his violent temper at all.

Su Fuliu, who was standing aside, was glad that the person who annoyed Feng Muting was not himself, otherwise the person who was murdered by Feng Muting at this moment would be his.

Seeing his attendant being reprimanded by Feng Muting like this, Feng Mulei said: "Brother Huang is too irritable, and this attendant of this palace just feels sorry for this palace, so I can't help but say a few words for this palace. .”

However, Feng Muting still hates people when he meets people, and hates ghosts when he meets ghosts.

Even Feng Mulei, he still didn't intend to give up: "The crown prince said that this king has a bad temper, so don't make this king angry, your servant loves you, it's true to say a few words for you, but it also scores points Occasion, depending on identity,

Not everyone is qualified to stand up and say the last sentence. This king is just because of the prince's face that he came out of the palace to see this king. Otherwise, in normal times, this king would have asked his skin Gone! "

Feng Murray was speechless at what he said.

What is the structure of Feng Muting's mind, even if he is scolding, can he scold so comprehensively that people have no words to refute?

Feng Muting's words gave him and his attendants a hard time, but he said again that he didn't care about it for his sake, once he said this, it would be wrong for him to care about it.

So, he was so angry that he couldn't let it out, so he could only bear it.

"Then emperor, rest well, I'm leaving." Feng Mulei came and went in a hurry, he didn't take a sip of the cup of tea, he put it down, and then left with a hint of sullenness .

After he left, Feng Muting called Su Yan and said: "After this, if anyone wants to visit me, I will decline."

"Yes……"

After Su Yan left, Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu...