After being teased by the crown prince

Philip quickly finished eating the whole roast chicken. He wiped his mouth gracefully, and said with some embarrassment: "I ate too much this morning."

"It's okay, I specially ordered the imperial chef to cook the crispy roast chicken, what do you think of the taste?" Luo Tingmiao looked at Philip and said.

Philip took a sip of coffee, nodded and said, "It's delicious, the skin is crispy, and the chicken is tender. The food in Country T really lives up to its reputation."

Luo Tingmiao smiled, with a gentle look in his eyes: "If the second prince likes it, I will ask the imperial chef to cook it every day."

"Actually, there is no need..." Philip said blushing, and he would not stay in the palace for long.

Luo Tingmiao said: "I still have matters to deal with. The second prince can take a stroll in the palace today. I have asked the diplomat to sign the document."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor!" Philip said happily, his smile was still a bit childish, Luo Tingmiao's eyes became soft, he tried his best to restrain the urge to touch the man's hair, straightened his coat, Walked out of the bedroom.

Steward Wen waited at the door of the bedroom and said, "His Royal Highness, the second prince..."

"He must be Ziyun." Luo Tingmiao said, "Otherwise, how could I have slept so well by his side last night."

Butler Wen nodded and said, "If your Highness needs it, I can use Prince Philip's hair for DNA comparison, but... If Prince Philip is really the imperial concubine, how can he not remember anything? He is Suffering from amnesia, or..."

"You're still angry with me, deliberately pretending you don't know me, and want to marry Pei'er." Luo Tingmiao said.

"Forehead......"

Luo Tingmiao looked at the front and said: "It's okay, I was the one who kept it from him before, and I was the one who was sorry for him. This time, I will never let go of his hand no matter what. I already have the ability to leave my lover behind." By my side."

Butler Wen smiled and nodded.

After Philip had breakfast, he received a call from Luo Peier. Luo Peier said that he would go shopping with his sisters and would not return to the palace. Philip had to take a few guards with him and wander around the palace.

Walking through the imperial garden, Philip looked at the roses in full bloom and said, "As expected of the queen of flowers, there are few such brightly colored flowers in Bohia."

At this time, he heard footsteps and the anxious voice of the maid: "His Royal Highness Xiaofeng! Please run slowly..."

Philip turned his head and saw a ten-year-old boy appearing at the end of the road, holding a model airplane in his hand. He said, "I'm going to show this to Luo Tingmiao!"

The maid followed behind him: "His Royal Highness Xiaofeng, His Royal Highness has a busy schedule today, and he should have left the imperial palace by now."

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"Really." Xiaofeng stopped, turned his head, saw Philip, he was stunned, and then his big eyes were full of joy, he rushed over, hugged Philip's leg, and shouted: "Lu Ziyun!"

Philip was startled, looked at the boy, and the guard explained: "This is the emperor's adopted son, His Highness Xiaofeng."

Xiaofeng raised her head, her face was fair, with big eyes and long eyelashes. Philip laughed. He liked the child when he saw it. Tears filled Xiaofeng's eyes. He hugged Philip tightly. Said: "Lu Ziyun, never leave me again!!"

Philip was stunned, and said helplessly, "Your Highness Xiaofeng, I am not Lu Ziyun, my name is Philip, and I am the second prince of Bohia."

"What Bohia, what second prince?" Xiaofeng frowned, and said persistently, "You are obviously Lu Ziyun!"

The maid came over and said softly, "His Royal Highness Xiaofeng, this is His Royal Highness Philip, the second prince of Bohia, he is not His Royal Highness the Imperial Concubine."

"No, you all lied to me!! He is Lu Ziyun, he is obviously Lu Ziyun!!" Xiaofeng cried, Philip's heart suddenly hurt, he knelt down, hugged Xiaofeng, and said: "Your Highness Don't cry..."

"You call me Xiaofeng..." Xiaofeng cried even harder, Philip sighed, patted his head, and said, "Xiaofeng."

Xiaofeng stopped crying immediately. He pulled Philip's sleeve and said, "I drew a picture at school, let's go back to the bedroom to see it."