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

Feng Mian asked Feng Siling to go back and rest first, and he took Xiao Yanbao to the imperial study room.

Feng Qingli originally had a gloomy face.

When he heard Fu Mingzhong come in and say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was coming with Princess Fu Jin, he quickly adjusted his facial expression.

"Let them in quickly."

Fu Mingzhong hurriedly went to deliver the message.

Feng Mian led Xiao Yanbao into the imperial study room.

Before even saluting, Feng Qingli stood up from behind the desk, walked quickly to Xiao Yanbao and hugged her.

"Does Yan Bao miss the emperor's uncle?"

Xiao Yanbao nuzzled into Feng Qingli's arms affectionately, her little milky voice was particularly soft and waxy.

"Well, Yan Bao is thinking about the emperor a lot."

Feng Qingli didn't look at his eldest son, but carried Xiao Yanbao and sat down on the chair next to him.

"Does the prince know that the imperial cook is dead?"

Feng Mian nodded.

He saluted respectfully before speaking.

"Yes, Black Feather came to report that the man committed suicide by taking poison."

Feng Qingli pursed her lips, and then sighed.

"Obviously Heiyu checked his mouth when he sent him over, and there was no poison hidden in his teeth. But before I started interrogating him, he suddenly started vomiting blood while he was kneeling on the ground."

Feng Mian frowned.

"There's no poison in your teeth?"

Feng Qingli hummed, holding Xiao Yanbao's little hand in her arms and playing with it.

"Yes, there is no poison hidden in the teeth. Otherwise, he would have committed suicide by taking poison when he was taken to the imperial study room."

Before Feng Mian could say anything else, Feng Qingli added lightly.

"We have also checked all the palace guards we came into contact with on the way. There is no suspicious person."

Feng Mian's expression became solemn.

Anyone who dares to hide a knife among the podocarpus pines in the imperial garden must have evil intentions.

He was just caught, but he took poison and committed suicide in front of the emperor...

It seems suspicious no matter how you look at it.

Xiao Yanbao, who was nestled in Feng Qingli's arms, had his little head hanging down and grabbed Feng Qingli's big hand to play with, and the little guy let out a soft chuckle while playing with it.

"what?"

Feng Qingli and Feng Mian looked at her at the same time.

"Yanbao, what's wrong?"

Before Xiao Yanbao could speak, Feng Mian suddenly glanced at Fu Mingzhong.

Fu Mingzhong nodded and led the guards waiting at the door of the Imperial Study Room farther away.

In the imperial study room, Feng Qingli asked Xiao Yanbao in a low voice.

"What does Yan Bao want to say?"

Xiao Yanbao watched the Emperor's uncle lower his voice, so she also learned to lower her voice.

The little guy already has a babyish voice when he speaks, but when he lowers his voice, it becomes even more adorable.

"Your Majesty, Doudou, you have a set of black threads on your hands~"

Feng Qingli was shocked.

"That hand?"

Xiao Yanbao couldn't tell the difference between left and right, so he directly grabbed the emperor's uncle's black-lined fingers and lifted them up.

"On this finger."

Feng Qingli and Feng Mian looked over at the same time.

That was Feng Qingli's left thumb.

There is only a white jade ring on the thumb, but the white jade is very transparent and there are no black lines on it at all.

Feng Qingli narrowed her eyes and asked Feng Mian.

"Prince, have you seen it?"

Feng Mian shook his head.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes widened, and he rubbed Feng Qingli's thumb with a white jade finger.

"What a thick black thread!"

Feng Mian and Feng Qingli: "..."

Even if they are as thick as they are, they can't see it!

It was obvious that something like ghosts and gods were causing trouble again.

Xiao Yanbao saw the emperor's uncle and brother Feng Mian looking straight at her, and then the little guy realized that the black thread she saw might be related to ghosts or something.

Xiao Yanbao was worried.

How can I let Uncle Emperor and Brother Feng Mian see it?

When she was thinking this, she didn't notice at all that two threads sprang out from her mind, sliding across Feng Qingli's and Feng Mian's eyes respectively.

The father and son suddenly felt a slight chill on their eyelids.

When they blinked and looked again, the pupils of father and son shrank at the same time.

"The black line is within the wrench."

Xiao Yanbao was shocked.

"Can Huang De Doudou see it?"

Feng Qingli had quickly removed the white jade finger, and then discovered that the black line, which was half the size of his fingernail, circled around his thumb, like a black ring wrapped around his thumb.

Feng Mian also saw it clearly.

"Yan Bao, this black line looks like it's inside my father's skin."

Xiao Yanbao nodded heavily.

"Yes, but Yan Bao thinks Yan Bao can (pick) it out."

Feng Qingli and Feng Mian looked at Xiao Yanbao at the same time.

Xiao Yanbao had already lowered his little head, and hey hey hey in his little mouth. He grabbed Feng Qingli's thumb with his soft little hands and started working.

The little guy's four little fingers together are not much bigger than Feng Qingli's thumb.

It was so delicate and tender that Feng Qingli and Feng Mian looked at it, afraid that she would break their little hands.

"Father, why don't you invite Master Qingyun to come and take a look..."

Before Feng Mian finished speaking, Feng Qingli felt a slight tingling sensation on her thumb, followed by the sound of Xiaoyan's baby's milk purring with joy.

"The emperor has to go around, Yan Bao stole it out."

Feng Mian pursed his lips silently, then gave Xiao Yanbao a thumbs up.

Feng Qingli, however, held down Xiao Yanbao's little hand before she could pull out all the black lines.

"Yan Bao, don't dig it all out."

Ever since he knew that Xiao Yanbao could see ghosts, Feng Qing would send Master Qingyun to talk to him whenever he had some free time.

He has some understanding of things like ghosts and gods.

Feng Mian and Xiao Yanbao looked at him puzzled.

"Father Huang (Huang De Doudou), why (ah)?"

Feng Qingli suppressed the coldness in her heart and explained to the two of them gently.

"Master Qingyun told me that if this kind of thing is eliminated, the average controller will suffer varying degrees of backlash."

Feng Mian had an epiphany.

"Father, do you want to keep a part of it and identify it personally when everyone is present at the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Feng Qingli glanced at the eldest son appreciatively.

As expected of the prince he established early, he is indeed extremely intelligent.

Xiao Yanbao was confused.

But depending on the intentions of the emperor's uncle and brother Feng Mian, part of this black thread must be left for the time being, as it seems that it can do great things.

Xiao Yanbao stretched out his other hand, pulled and pulled, and broke the black thread.

She subconsciously put the broken black thread into her mouth.

Feng Mian hurriedly reached out and hugged her over.

"Father, please make arrangements early. I will take Yan Bao back to the East Palace to wash up and change clothes."

He turned his body slightly to block Xiao Yanbao's face.

Seeing that Xiao Yanbao had stuffed the black thread into his little mouth and ate it, he calmly mentioned the situation of Nanny Xu's knowing and picturesque situation.

"Father, Yan Bao's situation is special. There shouldn't be too many palace people around to take care of Yan Bao."

Feng Qingli didn't notice Xiao Yanbao whining and eating.

Because Xiao Yanbao didn't make any sound, he could only see his little mouth opening and closing, his face full of contentment.

Feng Qingli asked Feng Mian: "What you said makes sense. In this case..."

Feng Mian answered quickly.

"Father, I would like to personally take care of Yan Bao from now on."

Xiao Yanbao had finished eating the black thread. Listening to brother Feng Mian's words, he poked his little head out of his arms, his big watery eyes curved into a crescent shape.

"The emperor has to go around. Yan Bao likes Feng Mian Guo Guo. Yan Bao will also tinker with (take care of) Feng Mian Guo Guo and protect Feng Mian Guo Guo."

Feng Qingli suddenly swallowed the sentence "there are differences between men and women" that came to her lips.

The queen has ulterior motives and now obviously wants to replace the prince.

And Prime Minister Gu is still in the prison, with countless disciples, and it is not a matter of time to uproot him.

Xiao Yanbao can see ghosts and can really help the prince in this regard.

Even if I grow up in the future...

Xiao Yanbao is only three years old, and it’s still early days for the future!

Feng Qingli was in a good mood.

"Okay! From now on, the prince will be responsible for everything about Yan Bao."

After Xiao Yanbao's matter was settled, Feng Mian carried Xiao Yanbao out of the imperial study and walked back, while Feng Qingli put on the white jade finger ring again.

"Fu Mingzhong, ask Muling to come to the imperial study immediately."

"Yes! Your Majesty."