The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

In Zhongcui Palace.

After hearing what His Majesty asked Gu Qilin to ask her, Concubine Gu was so angry that she smashed one of her favorite vase.

The grandmother next to her had her eyelids twitching.

"Mother, that is a gift from Your Majesty."

Concubine Gu's face was full of anger.

"If you smash it, smash it! Your Majesty has given me so many items as a reward!"

Gu Qilin, who was waiting outside through the bead curtain, frowned as he listened.

He was unhappy in his heart but didn't show it on his face. He reminded her through the bead curtain.

"My dear, be careful what you say!"

As soon as Gu Qilin finished speaking, a little palace maid ran in quickly, her face turned pale.

"Mother, what's wrong, Grandma Zhong and Grandma Lu died suddenly at the same time!"

Concubine Gu, who was full of anger, turned pale and her pupils dilated.

"What did you say?"

The little maid repeated it again.

Concubine Gu took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Gu Qilin frowned even more when he thought that Aunt Zhong was the Queen's employee.

"Why is Aunt Zhong in the Empress' Palace?"

Concubine Gu was sitting on the concubine's couch, her handkerchief almost torn by her fingernails.

"The one who came here in less than a quarter of an hour said that the Queen has a new look and has specially sent it to each palace for you to see."

As soon as Concubine Gu finished speaking, another palace maid hurriedly came outside.

"Your Majesty, someone has come from the Queen's Palace. They say that the Queen has another headache. Aunt Zhong is going back to give the Queen a massage."

Concubine Gu: "..."

Two nuns suddenly died suddenly in Zhongcui Palace, one of whom was a person close to the empress. Within a moment, the news reached the imperial study room.

Feng Qingli's headache suddenly healed and she felt extremely relaxed.

Feng Qingli felt sorry for her because she lost her mother-in-law at a young age and was so skinny. She was also the daughter of her benefactor's sister. If she wasn't concerned about her status, she would have hugged her even while eating.

When the palace attendants from Zhongcui Palace came over, Xiao Yanbao had just fallen asleep after eating.

Feng Qingli was asking Muling where Xiaoyanbao's mother was buried when Fu Mingzhong came in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Aunt Yulin from Zhongcui Palace wants to see you."

Feng Qingli thought about Concubine Gu coming from the Gu Mansion and spoke expressionlessly.

"Just say that I have rested!"

Fu Mingzhong wanted to say something more, but when His Majesty's expression turned gloomy, he wisely shut up and retreated.

Feng Qingli looked at Muling: "After dark, you come out of the palace with me, and I'll go see sister Yun Wan."

Muling nodded: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Feng Qingli looked at him amusedly.

"There are only two of you and me here, why are you so polite?"

Mu Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the table.

"Your Majesty is the king, and Muleng is his minister. No matter when and where, the minister should not forget his identity."

Feng Qingli: "Then you are Yan Bao's uncle, and I am also Yan Bao's uncle. So what do you mean?"

Muling: "Your Majesty, Yan Bao... I haven't called you uncle yet."

Feng Qingli: "..."

The two of them simultaneously looked sideways at Xiao Yanbao, who was sleeping on the soft couch.

The little guy was a very small ball, perhaps because his mother-in-law suddenly disappeared and his sleep was very uneasy.

His little brows were furrowed tightly, with a sick look on his face.

Muling suggested again: "Your Majesty, let me take Yan Bao back to the general's mansion."

Feng Qingli glared at him: "So you still want me to slap you in the face?"

Mu Ling lowered his eyes and explained: "Wei Chen does not dare. But Your Majesty, Yan Bao must have had a very difficult time in the Gu Mansion for three years. The palace will only be more dangerous than the Gu Mansion. Wei Chen is worried about Yan Bao..."

Feng Qingli stared at Mu Ling with serious eyes.

"Do you think that as the king of a country, I can't protect a three-year-old child?"

In order to bring his niece back to the general's mansion, Muling risked his life.

"Your Majesty's headache only started in the past few months, but it is more dangerous and terrifying than some people's headaches that have lasted for more than ten years."

The implication is, Your Majesty, you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect Xiaoyanbao?

Feng Qingli: "..."

If he hadn't known about Mul Ling's sincerity, and the Long Shadow Guards had not found any evidence of disloyalty from Mul Ling over the years, Feng Qingli could have used this as an excuse to seize Mul Ling's military power!

In his sleep, Xiao Yanbao's senses became extremely good, and he instantly noticed that the atmosphere around him was unusual, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

She rolled over and got up from the soft couch. Her big black eyes were blank, but she subconsciously opened her mouth to call Muling.

"Doudou!"

Mu Ling didn't expect Xiao Yanbao to wake up suddenly and hurriedly got up to hug her.

Feng Qingli didn't know why her nerves were not in the right place, so she walked a few steps quickly and picked up Xiao Yanbao in front of Mu Ling.

"Why aren't Yan Bao sleeping?"

Xiao Yanbao looked at Feng Qingli and then at Mu Ling, who was a step too late, confused.

Why is Your Majesty still here?

Oh!

Do not!

Why are she and Doudou still in the palace?

Xiaoyanbao asked Muling in a huff.

"Doudou, why should we go home?"

Muling could tell from her unpronounced words that she wanted to go home, and felt soft in his heart.

Just when he was about to answer, Feng Qingli spoke quickly.

"Yan Bao is too thin. I asked my uncle to arrange for someone to take good care of him in the palace."

Xiao Yanbao: "..."

Did she really have another uncle?

Seeing Xiao Yanbao stunned, Feng Qingli smiled and lowered his head to kiss her on the cheek.

"Yan Bao is good, call me uncle."

Xiao Yanbao tightened his mouth and subconsciously turned to look at Mu Ling.

Feng Qingli: "..."

Mu Ling was about to look away when Feng Qingli looked at him sharply.

Muling: "...Yan Bao, Your Majesty is also your uncle."

There was a look of confusion in Xiao Yanbao's big, bright eyes, but she was still obedient and kept calling people.

"Doudou~"

Feng Qingli's tense face softened instantly, and she said happily: "Hey!"

Muling: "..."

Although Your Majesty only has a prince and no princess, you can count the nieces and nephews with both hands, so why do you have to compete with him for the Little Word Treasure?

He is such a single person!

Xiao Yanbao was keenly aware that Mu Ling was not very happy and quickly broke away from Feng Qingli's arms.

Feng Qingli wanted to continue holding her, but he was worried about her injuries and did not dare to use force, so he had to let her get down.

Then he watched Xiao Yanbao squeaking and almost ran up to Mu Ling. Before Mu Ling could bend down, the little guy squeaked like a little monkey and climbed up along Muling's long legs, sitting firmly on Mu Ling's back. In the arms.

Mu Ling looked visibly happy.

Feng Qingli: "..."

Xiao Yanbao hugged Mu Ling's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

"Don't be unhappy Doudou... give Yanbao a kiss, mua! (*╯3╰)"

Muling: "..."

Feng Qingli: "..."

Feng Qingli has always disliked girls. Even if he has no daughter, he does not want his concubines to give birth to daughters.

Perhaps it was because he had lived in the harem for a long time and had contact with many women. If it weren't for the fact that he had to deal with the different women in the harem, he really didn't want to step into the harem.

I can't even like girls!

But looking at Xiao Yanbao, who knew how to coax Muling at such a young age, Feng Qingli suddenly felt hot in his eyes.

And that kiss...

Feng Qingli suddenly strode over and put his face close to her.

"Yanbao, where's my uncle's kiss?"

The corners of Mu Ling's mouth twitched.

Xiao Yanbao looked at it and felt that he really shouldn't favor one over the other. Then he hugged Feng Qingli's neck and chirped mua!(*╯3╰) at Feng Qingli's handsome face.

After the kiss, Xiao Yanbao's pupils widened, with a look of horror on his face.

Feng Qingli: "Yanbao, what's wrong?"

Could it be that he still has thorns on his face?

Xiao Yanbao: "Your Majesty... Doudou, is there... someone dead in your house?"

Feng Qingli: "..."