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

Mu Ling's deep and steady voice soon came from outside the Haitang courtyard.

"Master Ji."

Before Mu Ling finished speaking, the closed door of Haitang Courtyard opened to both sides.

Feng Xiaowu quickly got out of the carriage.

Even though I have seen it several times, I am still surprised every time.

"Hey, it's the little paper man who's coming to open the door."

Feng Sanlie also got out of the carriage.

Even the little paper figures are not even one-tenth as thick as the vermilion gate. As for the height...

If the hands of the two little paper figures were not raised upward, they would not be able to reach the door panel.

Feng Sanlie sighed every time he watched it.

"Uncle Ji is so awesome."

Feng Mian opened the curtain.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, please."

When Fu Ling'an was about to get off the carriage while holding Xiao Yanbao, who was still sleeping soundly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Mian.

"If I fight with someone named Ji, which side will you take?"

Feng San Lie Feng Si Ling Feng Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan looked back at him in shock.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, is this... a fight?"

Fu Ling'an glanced at them with a gloomy look, a trace of anger rising in his dark eyes.

"Otherwise? Why do I have to come here?"

Feng Sanlie, Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan spoke out in shock at the same time.

It is rare for the three brothers to have the same brain circuits.

"Aren't you coming here to recognize your relatives?"

Feng Siling pursed his lips.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, if you fight, it will be Yan Bao who will be sad."

Fu Ling'an smiled sarcastically, his eyes fell on Feng Mian who was silent, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Prince of the Eastern Crown?"

Feng Mian smiled, stretched out his hands and looked into Fu Ling'an's angry eyes.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, speaking of which, I have not yet reached the height of my age, but I am just a half-grown child. You adults can just handle your own affairs."

"But before that, Your Majesty Beiyuan should hold Yan Bao in my arms so as not to disturb her."

Having said this, Feng Mian smiled even more gently.

"Yanbao had a hard time when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She was not as tall or as heavy as an ordinary three-year-old child. She was more concerned about this and looked forward to growing taller every day."

Fu Ling'an: "..."

This young man understands the gentle policy.

Let's wait for him to grow up...

Donghuang's blessing, Beiyuan's disaster.

When Fu Ling'an was silent, Feng Mian had already taken two small steps towards him, and very gently and naturally took the snoring Xiao Yanbao from his arms and carried him into his arms.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, Uncle Ji should be waiting for you, please."

Fu Ling'an: "..."

This kid!

He and Ji Wuchen had a snipe and clam fight, and this young fisherman got the benefit!

Ah!

If Ji Wuchen didn't have to beat him up, he really wanted to deal with this guy who looked gentle but was actually quite sophisticated, so as to avoid future troubles.

Xiao Yanbao, who was sleeping, seemed to know that he was being held in a different embrace, and he hummed.

His little nose wrinkled, he arched his arms like a puppy in Feng Mian's arms, and shouted vaguely.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo~Juejue~"

Fu Ling'an's eyes became more violent.

Just when he was about to change his mind and attack Feng Mian first, Ji Wuchen's cool and deep voice came from the Haitang courtyard.

"Lord of Beiyuan Kingdom, why don't you come in?"

Fu Ling'an turned his head sharply. Even though he came here in a bit of embarrassment after a long journey, the moment he heard Ji Wuchen's voice, murderous intent surged in his eyes.

The figure jumped into the small courtyard as soon as Ji Wuchen finished speaking, and rushed straight towards the young man in black robe under the crabapple tree.

Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan's hearts skipped a beat.

"Oh, it's really a fight."

Feng Siling was not in a hurry.

"It's okay. One is my uncle and the other is my father. Because of Yan Bao's existence, he will definitely not kill him."

Feng Mian, who was holding Xiao Yanbao, added as he got off the carriage.

"Fourth brother is right, we will definitely fight, but we will always leave room for leeway."

Xiao Yanbao helped His Majesty Beiyuan speak for the Ji family before he even saw the Ji family head. How could His Majesty Beiyuan not see the importance of the Ji family head in Yan Bao's heart?

Similarly, His Majesty Beiyuan is Yan Bao's uncle, and the head of the Ji family will not really do anything to His Majesty Beiyuan for the sake of Yan Bao and Yan Bao's mother-in-law.

Feng Sanlie, Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan nodded at the same time.

Feng Sanlie: "Yes! That should be the case!"

Feng Xiaowu: "That's okay. Let's go in and have a rest. I'm exhausted."

Chang Huaiyuan: "Yes, let's go to the west wing to rest first. After we get some sleep, they should have finished sparring and Yan Bao should have woken up. We will play with Yan Bao then."

Feng Mian and Feng Siling smiled and followed him into the small courtyard.

Lu Huaijin, who was last, realized something was wrong as soon as he arrived.

"General Mu, are my Majesty and the head of the Ji family... going to fight?"

The murderous atmosphere in the small courtyard was so strong that even though Lu Huaijin was exhausted, he still felt that something was wrong.

His Majesty was furious.

When the emperor was angry, it was no lie to lay down millions of corpses.

When His Majesty gets angry, whoever happens upon him will die.

Mu Ling had already dismounted from his horse and followed Feng Mian and the other princes inside.

"Of course he will be beaten, but with Doctor Lu here, as long as he doesn't die suddenly on the spot, I think Doctor Lu will definitely be able to revive him."

Lu Huaijin's pupils were shaking.

"General Mu, you..."

Mu Ling pursed his lips, and there was no emotion on his resolute and cold face.

"Doctor Lu is the number one miracle doctor in the Kyushu Continent. Is it possible that he is not so confident in his own medical skills?"

Lu Huaijin was speechless.

"This is not a matter of medical skills, this is..."

Before Lu Huaijin finished speaking, Feng Xiaowu's startled voice came from the small courtyard.

"Ah! Brother, Uncle Ji and His Majesty Beiyuan are really fighting!"

Chang Huaiyuan also exclaimed.

"Ah! Uncle Ji vomited blood!"

Feng Sanlie was excited.

"Ouch! His Majesty Beiyuan actually has a soft sword hidden on his waist. Uncle Ji has no weapons... No! Uncle Ji has weapons. Flying sand, rocks, leaves and dead branches are all sharp weapons!"

Feng Siling was stunned.

"How could it be...serious?"

Feng Mian was also surprised.

"This...if Yan Bao knew..."

Ji Wuchen and Fu Ling'an looked at Feng Mian at the same time.

"Take Yanbao and leave!"

Feng Mian: "..."

If you leave at this time, these two people are really good at killing people.

Fu Ling'an showed no mercy, and Ji Wuchen showed no intention of retreating.

Lu Huaijin was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst.

"Your Majesty, Master Ji, please stop!"

Both of them have the blood of the Witch Clan. If anyone is really injured, it will be difficult to heal!

If he can't be cured, his reputation as the number one miracle doctor will be ruined!

If you smash it, smash it!

He doesn't care!

But his parents, grandparents, and other members of his clan are more concerned than the other!

Mu Ling stood at the door and stared carefully at the two people fighting inside.

He put his hands behind his back and showed a bit of disapproval on his cold face.

Are these two people... crazy?

Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan looked at each other and suddenly shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Yan Bao, help me! Something is trying to eat you!"

"Yan Bao, help me! Something is trying to catch you and stew you in a Huaiyuan pot!"

Xiao Yanbao, who was looking at a group of zombies in a huge painting in his sleep, woke up with a startle.

Feng Sanlie hurriedly came over.

"Yan Bao, your father and your uncle are fighting! Someone is going to die!"

Xiao Yanbao: "..."

It's worth it!