After being teased by the crown prince

Xiao Feng took a sip of milk and said, "What is the right minister?"

"That is to say, I serve the imperial family and help His Royal Highness handle affairs. I am His Royal Highness's most loyal servant." Song Hanming smiled, stroking Xiao Feng's hair with his slender fingers, "His Royal Highness Xiao Feng is the imperial concubine's adopted son...as expected She's cute and cute, but I think His Royal Highness Xiaofeng looks familiar."

Xiaofeng's mouth was full of milk and muffins, and she blinked her beautiful eyes at Song Hanming.

Song Hanming's eyes became cold, he leaned down, stroked Xiaofeng's eyes lightly, and murmured: "These eyes... are like a small animal, clean, clear, frightened, exactly the same as his..."

Xiaofeng didn't understand who the "he" the man in front of him was talking about, he instinctively shrank back, and looked at Song Hanming timidly.

Steward Wen walked over, stood in front of Xiao Feng, and said with a gentle smile, "Your Majesty, His Highness Xiao Feng is going to be late for school."

Song Hanming narrowed his eyes and looked at Steward Wen for a while, smiled and took out the gold pocket watch that he wore close to him, put it in Xiaofeng's hand, and said, "This is my meeting gift for His Royal Highness Xiaofeng." After finishing speaking, Song Hanming turned around and left .

Steward Wen looked at Song Hanming's back and frowned suspiciously. What's going on, Prime Minister Right?He even gave the pocket watch that he had worn next to him for 11 years to His Royal Highness Xiaofeng... I really don't understand...

Song Hanming walked out of the palace, Han Nuoyun was waiting in the garden, a beautiful lady with exquisite makeup and a designer dress, she hurried forward, lowered her head and said: "Good morning, uncle, I am ordering at your favorite coffee shop The private room."

"Well, Nuo Yun, you are very sensible." Song Hanming said in a low voice.

Uncle rarely praised her, and Han Nuoyun's smile was joyful, and she hurriedly said, "Have you seen Lu Ziyun's adopted son? Maybe we can start with him when we deal with Lu Ziyun."

"No." Song Hanming said indifferently.

"Eh?" Han Nuoyun was stunned, Song Hanming turned his head to the side, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his beautiful and exquisite eyes, "Don't touch that child."

Han Nuoyun froze in place.

Song Hanming walked forward, with a self-deprecating and desolate smile on the corner of his lips, even if that person betrayed him, he could not forget him... That child, only his eyes resembled him, and he carried it with him for so long gave him a gold watch...

Song Hanming remembered what his father said before his death that that person would eventually become his weakness.

But he doesn't need a weakness.Song Hanming raised his head, his eyes became cold, so maybe it was a good thing for that person to leave.

The people in the extended car slowly stopped at the gate of Beicheng University. As soon as the car stopped, the media swarmed up, and the camera was on the car window. Lu Ziyun had never seen this posture before, and subconsciously grabbed Luo Tingmiao's hand.

The guards got out of the car, controlled the excited media, the door opened, and Luo Tingmiao and Lu Ziyun got out.

There was the sound of the camera clicking and clicking, and Lu Ziyun was injured as soon as he wrote the script, and he was limping when he walked. Luo Tingmiao simply picked him up and strode towards the school gate.

"Wow~!" The girls around the school gate let out envious shouts. They thought the mysterious crown prince was an ugly monster, but they didn't expect him to be so handsome. He is also a college student. How could Lu Ziyun be so lucky...

Lu Ziyun looked at Luo Tingmiao's profile, and her cheeks and ears started to feel hot. Luo Tingmiao carried Lu Ziyun into the school, then put him down, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said, "I'll pick you up tonight." , my concubine."

"Ah~~~!" The girls cried out envy and hatred again.

The crown prince got into the car under the eyes of all the nymphomaniacs, and the extended car drove away slowly. Lu Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was not by Luo Tingmiao's side, his heartbeat would be normal. What is wrong with him? sick?

The innocent boy sighed worriedly, and walked slowly towards the teaching building.