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

Little Yanbao poked his little head and blinked his big watery eyes, like a surprised little hamster quickly stepping out a calf from the tent.

As he walked out, he asked Song Qing anxiously.

"Father-in-law, are you okay?"

Song Qing was angry, angry and aggrieved.

Even if he wished he could catch Gu Yanbao and beat him up, he had to hold it in due to his current status as the princess and being extremely favored.

When I opened my mouth, I couldn't speak properly because my mouth was injured.

"Thank you... thank you Dunzhu (the princess) for your concern. I think the slave girl is fine."

Xiao Yanbao held up the hem of her lake blue skirt and walked up to Song Qing who was lying on the ground with her short legs.

"really?"

Song Qing wanted to get up, but his knee fell too hard. The slightest movement made him grimace in pain.

Xiao Yanbao squatted down.

"My father-in-law, would you like Yan Bao to help call the imperial doctor to come and have a look?"

Song Qing didn't want to walk with a limp in the future, so he responded with a grateful look on his face.

"That slave is very grateful to Xiao Dunzhu (the princess)."

After saying this, Song Qing was about to reach out and take Xiao Yanbao's hand to get up, when Feng Mian came out of Nuan Pavilion.

"Someone, take Eunuch Song to the Imperial Hospital!"

Song Qing's half-stretched hand froze instantly and quickly retracted it.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Before the guards came, Feng Mian walked over, bent down to pick up Xiao Yanbao, and looked down at Song Qing who was lying on the ground.

"As the general manager of Shanglin Hall, you even neglected to clean the hall. Song Qing, it was you who tripped over the gravel today. If the person who tripped was the three-year-old and frail Yan Bao..."

Speaking of this, Feng Mian paused and his voice suddenly became a few degrees colder.

"Song Qing, do you think your life can be saved?"

Song Qing's back felt cold and his face turned pale.

Feng Siling came quickly.

"Brother Prince..."

Feng Mian interrupted him while holding Xiao Yanbao.

"Aling, you don't have to plead for him. If I don't beat him, Yanbao is lucky today and didn't get knocked down. If Yanbao is unlucky, even if I want to plead for him in front of my father, I may not be able to save him. Get off him!"

Song Qing was lying on the ground, prostrated.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince! Thank you, the little princess! Thank you, Your Highness the Fourth Highness!"

Feng Mian looked away, hugged Xiao Yanbao and motioned for Feng Siling to follow him into Nuan Pavilion.

Feng Siling wanted to stop him, but Feng Mian walked so fast with Xiao Yanbao in his arms that he couldn't find a chance to stop him.

After confirming that Gu Yanbao had entered the Nuan Pavilion again, Song Qing's eyes were cold as he was helped up by the guards.

Princess Fujin?

Gu Yanbao does not have that blessing!

She can only die young!

In the Nuan Pavilion, through the thick curtains and walls, Xiao Yanbao felt Song Qing's strong malice.

The little guy blinked his big eyes, shook his little head and figured out something.

Put out the lines guys!

When he saw the posture of the threads, Xiao Yanbao's face was full of panic, and he shouted to them to stop them.

--etc! Wait!

——Don’t knock your head, don’t knock your head! If you destroy Tou Tou Yan Bao, there will be no secrets!

The linemen reluctantly restrained their fierce momentum and chased away.

When Feng Mian and Feng Siling were talking, they faintly heard Song Qing's screams.

Feng Siling frowned and fidgeted.

"Brother Prince, we..."

Feng Mian was holding Xiao Yanbao, and Xiao Yanbao was holding a plate filled with emerald green cakes.

"Don't be afraid of Si Guo Guo, Yan Bao will protect you!"

After saying that Feng Siling continued to worry, the little guy picked up a piece of green cake and brought it to Feng Siling's mouth.

"Four pots of pot, ah~"

Feng Siling: "..."

Feng Mian looked at him with a smile.

"Eat it. This is Yan Bao's favorite color. Being able to give it to you, Aling, means that Yan Bao really likes you."

Xiao Yanbao smiled and nodded.

"Yes! Yan Bao's rare four-pot pot!"

After saying that, he stuffed the cake into Feng Siling's mouth, then quickly picked up a piece and fed it back to Feng Mian's mouth.

"Yan Bao also loves Feng Mian Guo Guo, Feng Mian Guo Guo, times~"

Feng Mian opened his mouth with a smile.

"Just try Fengmian Guoguo. There are very few green cakes. Yanbao can eat them. Fengmian Guoguo and Siguoguo can eat other colors."

Xiao Yanbao happily hugged the plate and started to eat it with his head down.

After eating the cake, Feng Mian lowered his voice and spoke to Feng Siling.

"The incense-filled black feather guard in the Nuan Pavilion has been replaced. Don't worry, Aling."

Feng Siling was incredible.

"what?"

Feng Mian looked at him gently, with distressed eyes.

"Aling, I still say what I said, just take care of yourself. As for what the queen wants to use you for, just do as she says and don't worry about me."

Feng Siling shook his head quickly.

"That's not okay. The prince brother is so good to me, but I have to obey the mother's wishes and pull the prince brother from that position, even..."

Feng Mian looked at him with a smile.

"You want my life, right?"

When Xiao Yanbao, who was eating cakes, heard this, he stuffed the cakes into his mouth, and completed the disc operation in a few mouthfuls.

"Yan Bao doesn't allow it!"

Feng Mian hurriedly carried it for her. Feng Siling was shocked when he saw that all the pastries were finished, and quickly brought the tea and handed it over.

"Yan Bao, please drink some tea quickly."

Xiao Yanbao felt that he was fine.

But Brother Feng Mian and Brother Feng Siling looked like she was very embarrassed, so the little guy still obediently stretched out his little hands, ready to take the teacup and drink tea.

Feng Siling avoided her little hands.

"The tea cup is slightly hot, just hold the four pots. Yan Bao, drink quickly."

Xiao Yanbao quickly lowered his head, gurgling, and soon the cup of tea was bottomed out.

Feng Mian patted her small back, and nodded her little nose fondly and helplessly.

"Yan Bao, don't eat so fast next time, it's easy to choke."

Xiao Yanbao opened his little mouth and shook his little head.

"No, no, no, don't worry, Feng Mian Guo Guo, Yan Bao has... something in his heart!"

Feng Mian and Feng Siling were both amused by the slurred little guy.

Feng Mian teased her lovingly.

"Okay, okay, our Yanbao is feeling upset!"

Xiao Yanbao didn't hear it and responded happily.

"Yes! Yan Bao is upset!"

Feng Siling's eyes were full of smiles.

Xiao Yanbao stared at him carefully. As he watched, the little guy suddenly slipped off Feng Mian, walked to Feng Siling, crawled along his legs and into his arms.

"Si Guo Guo, can Yan Bao check (see) your hands?"

Naturally, Feng Siling would not refuse.

"of course can."

Feng Siling stretched out his hand. He was six years old. He was taller than the fifth prince Feng Xiaowu, but he was slimmer.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Xiao Yanbao grabbed his wrist where the blue blood vessels could be seen.

Then the other hand grabbed his broad-sleeved robe and lifted it up, revealing the large spikes on his snow-white arms.

Feng Siling was startled, and his cheeks and ears turned red.

"Yan...Yanbao?"

Feng Mian was also surprised, but did not stop him. Instead, he held down Feng Siling who wanted to block Xiao Yanbao's next move.

Feng Siling looked at Feng Mian in shock.

Feng Mian shook his head gently at him.

Xiao Yanbao whined and bit Feng Siling's arm, then sucked hard.

Feng Mian and Feng Siling saw something swimming in Feng Siling's arm at the same time, and then quickly got into Xiao Yanbao's mouth.

The two were shocked.

"Yanbao!"