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

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big eyes, noticing the suddenly cold and terrifying atmosphere in the private room, and immediately hugged Mu Ling's arm.

"Doudou, don't be angry, don't be angry~"

Afraid of his uncle's outburst, Xiao Yanbao hugged Mu Ling's arm and rubbed it affectionately.

But I felt it was not enough, because my uncle's expression was still very cold, and his eyes were like ice knives.

The little guy didn't care about the gauze on her forehead. Anyway, the real wound had healed and she didn't feel any pain at all.

So the little guy simply arched his head in Muling's arms.

"Doudou~ Yanbao misses you so much~"

No matter how much anger Mu Ling had, most of it dissipated when the little guy in his arms coaxed him.

When he saw Xiao Yanbao crouching with his injured head in his arms, Muling was startled.

He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the back of Xiao Yanbao's clothes and pulled her back to prevent the little guy's injured forehead from hitting his arms and causing the wound to open.

"Yanbao, be careful."

Xiao Yanbao chuckled and coaxed Muling softly.

"Doudou, Yanbao doesn't feel any pain anymore, don't worry Doudou."

Opposite Fu Ling'an watched and listened, feeling dazzled.

That's his niece!

The anger in Mu Ling's heart was completely extinguished.

Faced with such a soft, glutinous and cute little baby, how could he still be angry?

But Xiao Yanbao disappeared from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and now appeared with the Lord of Beiyuan, accompanied by Song Qilin, so he was extremely vigilant.

"Yan Bao, where did your injuries come from?"

The coldness in Fu Ling'an's eyes instantly disappeared.

Even with half of his silver mask on, his embarrassment and self-blame seemed to be visible.

Xiao Yanbao pursed his lips and subconsciously looked at Fu Ling'an.

But he was afraid that Uncle Muling would find out the truth and blame his uncle, so the little guy immediately looked away, looking at his nose and heart, completely unaware that his little actions perfectly interpreted what "there is no three hundred taels of silver here".

The little guy thought he had concealed it well, so he explained in a hurry.

"Doudou, this is what Yan Bao and Qin Doudou accidentally dropped while they were having fun~"

Fu Ling'an's pupils dilated and he couldn't believe it.

Because he was so shocked that Xiao Yanbao would defend him in front of Mu Ling, he even forgot to explain for a moment.

Mu Leng tightened his fingers and made a rattling sound, with murderous intent looming in his eyes.

"Uncle?"

Little Yanbao nodded.

"Yes, Doudou, Qin Doudou looks just like my mother-in-law."

Before Mu Ling could speak, Xiao Yanbao tilted her head and nestled in his arms, looking at the dumbfounded Fu Ling'an.

"Doudou, can you take off the mask and let Doudou take a look?"

If someone else had made this request to Fu Ling'an, his head might be gone in the next second.

But now it was Xiao Yanbao who made the request. Fu Lingan raised his hand and took off the mask almost instantly.

The moment his stunning face was revealed, Mu Leng's pupils widened uncontrollably.

A flash of sarcasm flashed across Fu Ling'an's eyes, and he quickly put the mask back on.

"Why, General Mu still doubts the relationship between Gu and Xiao Yanbao?"

Nerves were tense all the time, fearing that Song Qilin, who was fighting between the two, would be confused.

No?

What does His Majesty Beiyuan mean... He really did not recognize Xiao Yanbao, but got along with him as uncle and niece?

What are you doing?

The uncle and niece are blood relatives, but they have already acknowledged their blood relationship. Why not just say that Xiao Yanbao is his biological daughter?

Yes.

The moment Song Qilin saw Xiao Yanbao's little face, he felt that there was a high chance that Xiao Yanbao was the daughter of His Majesty Fu Ling'an of the Beiyuan Kingdom.

The faces alone are very similar.

It's just that His Majesty Fu Ling'an of the Beiyuan Kingdom has a pair of long, narrow and evil red and phoenix eyes, but Xiao Yanbao has a pair of big and beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Song Qilin couldn't help but ask more questions.

"No, Your Majesty Beiyuan, are you sure that the little princess... is your nephew?"

Fu Ling'an's face was expressionless, and his eyes locked on Song Qilin with a fierce look.

"if not?"

Song Qilin: "..."

Fine.

If he didn't ask clearly, he might not be able to sleep.

So Song Qilin took a deep breath, and since this was the territory of the Eastern Emperor Kingdom, he mustered up the courage to ask directly.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, isn't Xiao Yanbao your daughter?"

Fu Ling'an's eyes were so sinister that they could almost kill someone.

The words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

"Song Qilin, I'm looking for death to help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ling'an slapped Song Qilin's chest mercilessly.

Song Qilin was startled and quickly evaded.

Mu Ling, who had long wanted to attack Fu Ling'an, quickly stepped forward with Xiao Yan Bao in his arms, and met Fu Ling'an's palm with his backhand.

With a "bang", the tea set in the room instantly turned into powder.

The moment Fu Ling'an and Mu Ling's palms touched, they each charged up and struck out, which frightened the little Yanbao in Muling's arms.

"Doudou, you... why did you start fighting?"

Before the two of them were about to collide with each other again, Xiao Yanbao took action decisively.

One small hand grabbed Mul Ling's wrist, and the other small hand grabbed Fu Ling'an's wrist.

But the uncles' wrists are too big, and the little guy's hands are too small.

Xiao Yanbao's mind was spinning quickly, so he grabbed one of their fingers and pulled it toward the middle.

Mu Ling and Fu Ling'an collided with each other.

Chest to chest, nose to nose, mouth almost touching each other's mouth.

Muling: "..."

Fu Ling'an: "..."

The incident happened so suddenly that both Fu Ling'an and Mu Ling were stunned.

Song Qilin stared in shock, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

"what!"

Lu Huaijin's pupils were shaking and he almost suffocated.

He seems to have seen the next Shura field!

Mu Ling and Fu Ling'an bounced away like lightning, and the disgust and contempt in each other's eyes turned into ferocious murderous intent.

The veins on Mul Ling's forehead were pulsing wildly, thinking that Fu Ling'an was deliberately throwing himself into his arms to disgust him.

"Fu Ling'an, you are looking for death!"

Fu Ling'an's thoughts were exactly the same as Mul Ling's. With his vicious and violent temperament, he closed his fingers, and his majestic internal force was about to turn into a sharp blade and pierce Mul Ling's heart.

"Mu Ling, you are looking for death!"

Xiao Yanbao was confused and subconsciously stood between the two uncles.

"Doudou, kiss Doudou, don't fight, don't fight, my mother said that fighting is not a good thing..."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong, so the little guy hurriedly added.

"Ah, no, no, if you fight, you are not a good adult. Good adults don't fight!"

Fu Ling'an was startled and quickly retracted his attack.

Because he was caught off guard, the internal energy was recovered too violently, and the majestic internal energy flowed back straight into his heart in the next second.

Fu Ling'an's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

But no regrets.

Xiao Yanbao's senses were sharp and he quickly reached out and hugged Fu Ling'an's arm.

Fu Ling'an looked horrified.

"Yanbao, no!"

Mu Ling was also frightened and quickly reached out to pull Xiao Yanbao.

But it's still too late.

Xiao Yanbao hugged Fu Ling'an's arm tightly.

A soft, waxy and cute little milk sound came out of the little guy's mouth.

He even tried to pat Fu Ling'an on the back like an adult coaxing a baby.

But she was too small and could only reach Fu Ling'an's arm, so she patted Fu Ling'an's arm instead.

"Don't be afraid Doudou, Yan Bao can protect Doudou!"

Neither of them dared to move.

Especially Fu Ling'an, his throat rolled slightly, his face was pale, his voice was as light as mosquito wire, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

"Yan...Yanbao, you...you...how are you?"

Such strong internal force hit Xiao Yanbao. Xiao Yanbao had suffered internal injuries from him before, but now...

Fu Ling'an's eyes were full of despair, and his bloodshot eyes were scarlet.

Mu Ling was even more afraid.

The voice also had a vibrato.

"Yanbao..."

Song Qilin and Lu Huaijin were even more frightened.

Lu Huaijin, in particular, knew that Xiao Yanbao had internal injuries. If he was severely injured by His Majesty's internal power at this moment, even if the Great Luo Immortal came, he probably wouldn't be able to save him.