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

When Feng Qingli came over, Feng Xiaowu was holding Xiao Yanbao's hand to practice calligraphy.

"Xiaowu, Yanbao, what are you writing?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled happily.

"The emperor has to doudou, Xiaowuguoguo is teaching Yanbao how to practice calligraphy~"

Feng Xiaowu felt like he was being pardoned.

He quickly let go of the hand holding Xiao Yanbao's little hand and went straight to his biological father.

"Father, are you here to see Yan Bao? You just finished writing. Please take Yan Bao away quickly."

While talking, Feng Xiaowu kept his head lowered.

Feng Qingli felt something was wrong.

Where did Xiao Wu see that he wasn't looking up at him with a look like "Father, look at me!"

what is it today?

Feng Qingli simply spoke directly.

"Xiao Wu, raise your head."

For the first time, Feng Xiaowu didn't listen to his father's words.

After all, his father called him Xiao Wu.

The mother-in-law said that whenever the father called him Xiaowu, it meant that he was in a good mood.

Feng Xiaowu used his courage to hum.

"Father, I...my neck is twisted, and I can't...lift it."

Xiao Yanbao was shocked.

He quickly turned to look at Brother Feng Xiaowu.

Before Feng Xiaowu could react, his small hands were already on Feng Xiaowu's fleshy chin, and then he hugged his head and lifted it up.

"Xiao Wu Guo Guo, what about this?"

Feng Xiaowu was caught off guard and raised his head: "..."

Feng Qingli's mouth twitched hard when she saw her youngest son's "true face".

Hu Ruicheng, who had been waiting nearby as an invisible man, lowered his head.

I can barely hold my mouth shut.

Feng Qingli looked at his youngest son, whose face was painted like pot paint, and it took him a long time to speak.

"Xiaowu, what are you..."

Feng Xiaowu covered his face with his hands, feeling that his five-year-old face was completely humiliated.

"Father, this is...this is..."

He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

Xiao Yanbao was already standing aside obediently, looking down at his little feet, and using his little hands to admit his mistake.

"The emperor has to doudou. It was Xiao Wuguoguo who was practicing calligraphy with Yan Bao. His posture was wrong at the beginning and Yan Bao accidentally painted his face. It's Yan Bao's fault."

Feng Qingli: "..."

If you want to be a teacher, you must first look at yourself!

I think I am the boss!

Feng Qingli directly picked up Xiao Yanbao.

"It has nothing to do with Yan Bao. It's your brother Feng Xiaowu who is not good at learning, and he still wants to teach you. Yan Bao, please don't follow him in the future!"

Feng Xiaowu’s good intentions ended up with his face covered in ink: “…”

No!

Father!

I am your cub!

Feng Qingli happened to look at him, ignoring her youngest son's resentful eyes, and raised her hand to poke his forehead.

"You can do it! Why don't you go and wash yourself?"

Xiao Yanbao hurriedly asked him with concern.

"Xiao Wu Guo Guo, does your neck still hurt?"

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Xiaowu ran away with a frown on his neck and a dark face!

Bad words!

It’s really hard to pick up any pot!

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise his father would still have to hold him accountable for deceiving the emperor!

That would kill me at the age of five!

As soon as Feng Xiaowu left, Feng Qingli also carried Xiao Yanbao and walked out.

He is very busy recently.

But no matter how busy he is, when it's meal time, he will always come to the East Palace to have dinner with his eldest son and Xiao Yanbao.

Also coming together at the same time was Muleng.

But Mu Leng didn't come today.

Xiao Yanbao, who was being held by him, looked around and did not see Uncle Muling. His big eyes were full of doubts.

Feng Qingli knew her little thoughts and explained with a smile.

"Yanbao's uncle Muling has gone to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. He has been staying at the camp on the outskirts of Beijing for the past few days and will not return to the palace for the time being."

Xiao Yanbao was stunned.

"Then the emperor has to doudou, the camp on the outskirts of Beijing... is there a place to eat?"

Feng Qingli nodded funnyly.

"Of course! There are many soldiers of Donghuang in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. How come there is no place to eat?"

Xiao Yanbao knows the word "general".

Aniang once told her.

The little guy's expression became tense.

"Huang De Doudou, is there going to be a war?"

Feng Qingli looked at her in surprise.

"No, but why did Yan Bao ask that?"

Xiao Yanbao breathed a sigh of relief and explained in a childish voice.

"Aniang told Yan Bao before that she once had a dream in which she dreamed of many, many soldiers, all covered in blood. Because of the war, many, many people died..."

Feng Qingli: "..."

There has been no war in Tianshu City where Yun Wan's sister lives in the past twenty years.

How could sister Yun Wan dream about war?

Feng Qingli is puzzled.

But the tyrant Fu Ling'an of Beiyuan is in the imperial study at the moment. He can take Xiao Yanbao there to ask for details.

Xiao Yanbao was a little surprised to see that the emperor's uncle did not take her to brother Feng Mian's study.

"Huang De Doudou, where are we going?"

Feng Qingli scraped the little guy's upturned nose lovingly.

"The emperor has to take Yanbao to the imperial study to meet someone."

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big eyes and nodded curiously.

"Oh!"

Feng Qingli smiled, hugged the little guy and walked straight to the imperial study.

As soon as I stepped into the Imperial Study Room, my arms suddenly felt empty.

The dragon shadow guard in the royal study hurriedly appeared to protect him.

Xiao Yanbao blinked, and the Long Shadow Guards who rushed over to escort him were blocked by the liners.

The two Long Shadow Guards looked shocked.

Feng Qingli didn't notice this, her eyes were locked on Fu Ling'an who fished Xiao Yanbao over as fast as lightning.

The body suddenly flew into the air, and then fell into a familiar embrace. The confused little Yanbao's eyes widened.

The little cheeks bulged.

His slender fingers gently poked her bulging cheeks.

Then came Fu Ling'an's doting and smiling voice.

"Yan Bao, call me uncle!"

Xiao Yanbao finally came to his senses and recognized Fu Ling'an who was holding her. She was holding her arms and legs together and calling out happily.

"Kiss Doudou, come on~"

Feng Qingli looked at the empty embrace and gritted his teeth.

Long Shadow Guard stopped talking.

Feng Qingli waved his hand and asked them to retreat first.

Fu Ling'an jumped over and held Xiao Yanbao in his arms, pinching her fleshy little cheeks affectionately.

"Yanbao, happy new year."

Xiao Yanbao responded happily.

"Happy New Year, dear Doudou, may I be healthy and happy!"

Feng Qingli looked at it with serious eyes, turned around and walked to the dragon chair next to him to sit down.

When Fu Ling'an was talking to Xiao Yanbao, his eyes stayed on Fu Ling'an's beautiful androgynous face.

Mu Ling was telling the truth.

Fu Ling'an is indeed very similar to sister Yun Wan in his memory.

Even Xiao Yanbao... looks exactly like Fu Ling'an.

Nephew is like uncle!

Even now, Feng Qingli still couldn't believe it.

Xiao Yanbao's biological uncle is actually the famous tyrant of Beiyuan!

And Xiao Yanbao's grandma, the little girl who saved him back then, is actually the high priest of Tianshu City.

The dignified high priest of Tianshu City actually lost his memory and became a little concubine of his Donghuang Kingdom Prime Minister Gu's Mansion...

Before entering the mansion, she was still pregnant.

No wonder Xiao Yanbao said that Aniang dreamed about the war just now in the East Palace.

What happened to Xiao Yanbao's aunt, his sister Yun Wan, before she lost her memory?

What role does the Tianji Palace in Tianshu City play in this?

The high priest has been changed quietly. Are all the elders of Tianji Hall in Tianshu City aware of it or not?

Problems came one after another.

Feng Qingli suddenly thought of the assassination that Xiao Yanbao and others encountered outside the palace some time ago.

After such a long time, no one from the Qi family in Southern Xiang was left alive.

He has never been able to figure out what the purpose of the dead men of the Qi family in Southern Xiang is.

Now the answer is ready to come out.

The assassin came for Xiao Yanbao!

There is definitely something wrong with the current Queen of Nanxiang and the high priest of Tianshu City!

His sister Yun Wan died early, and he also wanted Xiao Yanbao's life...

But I asked him about Feng Qingli!

【Ouch! Hey guys, keep selling your dreams and asking for five-star reviews~ As for Xiao Yanbao’s speech problem, three-year-old children are ambiguous on some words. For example, when Mi’s baby was three years old, he would say “dudu” when talking about taxi. Car, look at it, it’s Tantan, let me Tantan]