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

"Little one is alone, no one cares, so no one will be sad." Su Fuliu said these words with a smile.

But for some reason, Feng Muting was a little unhappy after hearing this.

He twisted his eyebrows, seeing Su Fuliu say such desolate words with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting and frowned again, was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Did the little one say something wrong again?"

"No."

"It's fine if you don't... By the way, my lord, did the emperor punish you for calling you over?" Su Fuliu asked.

Feng Muting shook his head: "Not really."

"That's good, that's good." Su Fuliu breathed a sigh of relief.

If Feng Muting was punished by the emperor because of this, he would feel very sorry.

Then, as if he remembered something, he asked, "My lord, I want to ask you a question."

"ask."

"When the child ran back to the hall to look for you, did you notice any strange expressions on the faces of those present?"

When Feng Muting heard his question, he immediately closed his eyes and recalled.

After a long time, he said: "You are not as stupid as I imagined."

"... Is the little one so stupid in the eyes of the prince?"

"It used to be, but now it's changed a little bit. Your question just reminded me. I have to thank you." Feng Muting replied.

Hearing this, Su Fuliu immediately became a little proud: "So, don't underestimate people, my lord, the little ones still have some skills."

"Well, there is a little bit of ability, just a little bit, no more."

"..." Su Fuliu immediately puffed up her cheeks.

Looking at his angry look, Feng Muting couldn't help chuckling: "Okay, do you know what you look like now? Like a rabbit that only ate puffer fish."

"..." Su Fuliu was speechless for a while, what kind of adjective is this.

Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu who no longer knew how to make an expression, and immediately smiled again.

Su Fuliu is really cute without knowing it.

After arriving at the palace, Feng Muting got off the carriage, stood there without moving, and then looked at Su Fuliu who followed behind out of the carriage.

He was afraid that he would jump off the carriage again.

It doesn't matter if it's normal, now Su Fuliu still has a head injury and just woke up from a dangerous period, how can he jump around like this.

In the end, Feng Muting guessed it to death, Su Fuliu was ready to jump off as soon as he came out.

Seeing this, he directly reached out to grab Su Fuliu's legs, and then hugged him vertically and took him off the carriage.

Su Fuliu never thought that Feng Muting would carry him down.

He looked at Feng Muting in surprise, and said, "Thank you, my lord..."

"You, why do you keep listening to this king's words? In the palace, this king scolded you and told you not to jump around. Have you forgotten that your head is still wrapped like a rice dumpling?!"

"...Yes, the little one will never forget."

"If you dare to forget again, I will spank your ass!" Feng Muting gave him a glare, and then entered the mansion.

Su Fuliu pursed her lips, and followed him in embarrassingly.

As he was walking, Su Fuliu found that Feng Muting was walking in the wrong direction. Isn't this the way to his room? Could it be that Feng Muting lived in his room for a while, so he didn't react all of a sudden, thinking it was the way to his room? To go back to his own room?

So, he followed behind and said weakly: "My lord, did you go the wrong way..."