"Cough...cough..." Zhuo Ye choked on his own saliva sadly, and became more and more puzzled. How could Feng Linche, a cold-faced man with facial paralysis, give birth to such a top-notch son?
Feng Lince put down the tea cup heavily and glared at his son with a dark face: "You are not allowed to fool around with the Lian family again!"
As soon as "Little Baozi" received his father's cold gaze, he immediately fell down. Tears quickly filled his eyes, but they only swayed in his eyeballs and did not fall.
"Little Baozi" pressed his pink lips in aggrieved tone, "Oh, if I know this, I will obey my father's words obediently."
Although "Little Baozi" responded to Feng Lince's words, he thought disapprovingly in his heart: "Oh! If you don't go to the Lian family, you won't go to the Lian family! At worst, you and Lian Zheng will guard his eldest brother Lian Xiao in a place with many girls. The day before yesterday
The kites Lian Xiao promised to tie for them haven’t been given to them yet..."
Zhuo Ye coughed for a long time and finally regained his composure. Seeing that although there seemed to be black lines across Feng Linche and Qiao Ling's faces, their reactions were not too surprising. He couldn't help but said to himself with understanding: "It seems like this is auspicious."
Everyone in the palace is accustomed to this 'little bun''s outrageous words and deeds from time to time and unexpectedly..."
Qiao Ling is a little confused now. Where is this all going? Why is the young prince also involved? Listening to what Miss Zhuo just said, the young prince... uh...
Qiao Ling looked at "Little Baozi" and then shook his head. The little prince was still a child...
"Slave, please take the young prince out to play first." Qiao Ling saluted Feng Linche and Zhuo Ye and said with a wink.
Feng Lince nodded.
Qiao Ling walked up to "Little Baozi", knelt down and smiled at him: "Little Prince, can I take you to the pavilion to feed the fish?"
"Little Baozi" looked at Zhuo Ye, blinked his big eyes at her twice, and turned to Feng Lince pitifully. Seeing that his father still had a cold face, he couldn't help but shrink his neck in fear.
, finally nodded to Qiao Ling knowingly, obediently stretched out his little arm, hugged Qiao Ling's neck, and said: "Okay!"
Qiao Ling stood up and went out with her "little bun" in her arms, not forgetting to carefully close the door for the two people in the room.
"Sit." Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye and said calmly. Seeing that the redness on her face had not faded from the excessive coughing just now, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
Zhuo Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Linche in surprise. Why was his attitude so strange? She had just embarrassed him in front of his son and servants! She was mentally prepared, waiting for the storm.
Here it comes! Why does he act like nothing is wrong?
Do you really have such good self-cultivation? Zhuo Ye shook his head and denied such an idea. With this man's sinister nature, he might have some bad intentions in his heart right now!
Then let the soldiers come and cover up the water and the earth! Zhuo Ye leisurely sat down on a chair across the table from Feng Lince and waited calmly for him to speak.
"Why don't you want to?" Feng Lince picked up the tea cup again and took a sip, then said calmly.