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

Muling came in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Judge Ye Yuan is here."

Feng Qingli lowered her head and whispered into Xiao Yanbao's ear.

"Yan Bao, remember what you just said. Don't tell anyone else except the emperor's uncle Mu Ling and brother Feng Mian."

Xiao Yanbao nodded especially obediently.

A pair of big eyes blinked very fast, flickering.

Because he was worried about something happening to Feng Mian, there were still tears in his eyes, which looked watery and wet. Feng Qing was almost heartbroken when he saw it.

"Yan Bao is so good."

Xiao Yanbao lowered his head again and quickly twisted his sleeves into twists with his thin hands.

Feng Qingli looked at Mu Ling.

"Let him in!"

"Yes!"

Muling took a few steps back, and Judge Ye Yuan, who was waiting outside, quickly entered the hall.

"Wei Chen..."

Feng Qingli interrupted him, his face was cold and his voice was filled with uncontrollable eagerness.

"Hurry and help the prince take a look!"

"Yes!"

Feng Mian was already lying down on the soft couch next to him. The half-grown boy had a handsome face and a dignified temperament.

But because he had just been hit hard, he looked very weak.

Not a trace of blood can be seen on the fair skin, and thin cyan blood vessels can almost be seen on the neck.

When Ye Yuan was helping Feng Mian diagnose his pulse, Xiao Yanbao, who was held in Feng Qingli's arms, quickly looked up.

Brother Feng Mian will definitely be fine.

That bad thing has been eaten by her.

But...that bad thing had been on Brother Feng Mian's body, even though it had only reached Brother Feng Mian's calf.

But ever since she discovered that there was a large murder weapon in her head, she had never seen it before, but she somehow knew the dangers of those things clearly.

For example, the black-gray thing she ate, if it was contaminated by that kind of thing, it would range from serious illness to death on the spot.

Xiao Yanbao pursed her mouth tightly and almost didn't dare to breathe.

Feng Qingli noticed that she had been tensing up her little body and gently rubbed her little head.

She felt that Xiao Yanbao should be frightened by him, so Feng Qingli's voice was particularly gentle when talking to her.

"Yanbao, breathe in."

Xiao Yanbao subconsciously followed the instructions.

Feng Qingli watched her inhale and not know how to exhale, her whole face turned red from holding back her breath, and her heart sank.

It seemed that he really scared Xiao Yanbao.

You must never get angry in front of Xiao Yanbao in the future.

If Xiao Yanbao was really scared out of his wits, how could he have the face to meet sister Yun Wan a hundred years later?

Feng Qingli spoke hurriedly.

"Yan Bao, exhale quickly."

Xiao Yanbao exhaled again.

"Whoo~"

He exhaled a heavy breath, and Xiao Yanbao's voice was very low.

"Huang De Doudou, is Feng Mian Guoguo seriously injured?"

Feng Qingli felt her heart soften when she saw her little face tensed up and her big eyes staring at Feng Mian.

"No. Yan Bao, your brother Feng Mian is the crown prince of our Donghuang Kingdom. He will be fine."

So what if it's a ghost!

Feng Mian is his own crown prince, and as an emperor, he should have the spirit of a true dragon to protect him. Those ghosts are not so easy to succeed.

Mu Ling came over and stood half a step behind Feng Qing.

Where Judge Ye could not see him, he reached out and gently shook Xiao Yanbao's thin little hand.

Xiao Yanbao hurriedly looked up.

Facing Uncle Muling's soothing eyes, Xiao Yanbao's tense body slowly relaxed.

Feng Qingli noticed the changes in Xiao Yanbao's body and saw Mu Ling's hand holding Xiao Yanbao's little hand from the corner of his eye.

At that moment, His Majesty Feng Qingli of the Eastern Emperor felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in his heart.

he!

Your Majesty the Eastern Empire!

Xiao Yanbao's importance is not as important as that of his professed hussar general Mu Ling!

This realization is really...

Realizing this, Feng Qingli felt a little dazed.

He hasn't felt this way for more than ten years since he ascended the throne.

Strange and familiar.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness was poisoned by arsenic, which is why he vomited blood and fell into a coma. Fortunately, the portion His Royal Highness ate was very small, and it had been removed. Although there was no danger to his life, it could have damaged his lungs and made His Royal Highness weak. It needs to be taken care of for a while.”

Feng Qingli came back to her senses and looked at Judge Ye without expression.

"Arsenic is highly poisonous?"

Feng Mian, who was lying on the soft couch, widened his eyes in disbelief.

As if thinking of something, he quickly sat up.

"Father, Yan Bao..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Qingli thought of something and looked down in panic at Xiao Yanbao in her arms.

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big black pure eyes, tilted his little head and looked at Feng Qingli in confusion.

"Does the emperor need a pillow?"

Feng Qingli cried out in horror: "Jian Ye, show it to the princess quickly!"

Mu Ling also thought of the little pastry crumbs stuck to the corner of Xiao Yanbao's mouth before, and his back instantly felt cold.

"Yanbao!"

Xiao Yanbao was even more confused.

She didn't understand why Huang De Doudou and Uncle Muling both looked frightened.

The big killer in her head is very good now and doesn't move at all.

As if thinking of something, Xiao Yanbao quickly raised his hand and subconsciously touched the two small tiger teeth on it.

so far so good!

The little tiger teeth have not become very long.

All are normal.

It's not that she was exposed.

Judge Ye realized something and ran over quickly to test Xiao Yanbao's blood.

When Xiao Yanbao was feeling lucky, his fingertips suddenly felt tingling.

Because he was caught off guard, Xiao Yanbao let out a cry of pain.

"pain……"

Feng Qingli and Mu Ling were busy coaxing her.

Feng Qingli: "Yanbao, be good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Thinking of his interactions with Xiao Yanbao in the past two days, Muling hurriedly knelt down and held her little hand to coax her.

"Yan Bao, uncle, please give me a breath. It won't hurt anymore..."

Xiao Yanbao's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him with grievance.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Doudou, did Yan Bao do something wrong again?"

As soon as the words came out, two packs of tears rolled out of Xiao Yanbao's eyes, and Xiao Naoyin sobbed and begged.

"Doudou, what did Yan Bao do wrong? Yan Bao can correct it, whether it's so broad that I don't need to prick Yan Bao with needles... wu wu wu..."

"Yan Bao's hand... is just right... wuwuwu..."

Mu Leng's pupils shrank, and he grabbed Xiao Yanbao's hand and examined it carefully.

Seeing this, Feng Qingli hurriedly checked Xiao Yanbao's other little hand.

When Xiao Yanbao saw it, she thought that the two uncles were going to prick her with needles and she was so frightened that she cried loudly.

"Wow wow wow...Yanbao is wrong! Wuwuwu...Yanbao doesn't want to be stabbed with needles again!"

"It hurts so much! Ouch!"

Although she cried and shouted, she never pulled back.

A pair of big eyes stared straight at his own small hands, as if his small hands would be pricked with silver needles again in the next second.

Feng Qingli and Mu Ling quickly inspected Xiao Yanbao's ten fingertips.

In addition to the obvious needle button on Ye Yuan's fingertip that he just pricked, there are also tiny needle holes that are almost invisible next to it.

At the same time, the tips of Xiao Yanbao's remaining nine fingers all had the same needle holes.

You can't even tell it if you don't look closely.

Ten fingertips, not only each fingertip has the eye of a needle.

And there's more than one.