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

"You should take pity on yourself first!" Feng Muting saw at a glance that Su Fuliu was frightened by him at the head of the sympathy hospital.

Su Fuliu immediately looked away, and then looked at Feng Muting: "My lord, I really just want to make you happy..."

"You, you are getting more and more courageous, you dare to tease me, you are really not afraid of death!" Feng Muting replied.

Su Fuliu pursed her mouth, not daring to speak any more.

Seeing him like this, Feng Muting breathed out lightly, and said, "Can you walk by yourself?!"

"can……"

"Sure?"

"Um……"

"Then let's go back now." Feng Muting said.

"Alright..." Su Fuliu nodded and got out of bed.

Feng Muting stood on the side and stared at him, afraid that he was trying to be brave.

Afterwards, seeing that his gait was fairly steady, he felt relieved.

But when they reached the gate of the hall, a palace official came over and saluted, "Prince Ting, the emperor invites you to go to the imperial study."

Feng Muting narrowed his eyes slightly: "Understood."

Su Fuliu looked at his expression, remembered what he did before he fell into a coma, and said apologetically: "Little one, are you causing trouble to the prince again?"

Feng Muting glanced at Su Fuliu, and did not answer his question, but said: "I can't go back for the time being, I will go to the imperial study first, and you will wait here for my return, you are not allowed to go anywhere .”

"Yes..." Su Fuliu responded, and then said, "But, this matter is caused by a small matter, if the emperor blames the prince, the small one has to plead guilty, and the prince cannot be punished because of the small one. "

"Why do you admit it? This king told you to wait here and you just wait here obediently. I will take care of other matters. You don't have to think about anything." After finishing speaking, Feng Muting left.

Su Fuliu stood there looking at Feng Muting's leaving back, full of self-blame in his heart.

But there was nothing he could do, he could only obediently listen to Feng Muting and wait here obediently for him to come back.

Feng Muting walked into the imperial study room, and saw Feng Mulei standing there with an aggrieved face.

Of course, Feng Mulei's grievances were for the emperor to see, when he saw Feng Muting, there was no grievance, only anger.

"Father, my son is here, what do you want?" Feng Muting asked calmly.

He didn't panic at all because of Feng Murai's accusation against him.

Before the emperor could open his mouth, Feng Mulei said: "Didn't you ask knowingly? The emperor called you here. What can you do? Of course, it is to uphold justice for this palace! Although you are my elder brother, this palace But Crown Prince, you beat him as soon as you said, and you are so arrogant, do you take your father seriously?"

Feng Muting looked at him and replied directly: "Your logic is wrong."

Feng Murray choked.

Then I heard Feng Muting continue to say: "It was you that this king hit, and if you want to say it, you should not take you seriously, but you say that this king doesn't take father seriously, this is a bit far-fetched. "

"..." Feng Murray was speechless for a while.

Only then did the emperor speak: "He is the prince after all, even if you don't take him seriously, it's wrong."

Feng Muting cupped his hands and said: "Yes, I know my mistake."

The emperor nodded: "Well, it's good to know the mistake, it's okay, let's forget about it, let's all go back."

Feng Mulei was dumbfounded: "This, father, he... this, let's forget about this matter?"