The long street was bustling with people, but the speed of the carriage was not very fast.
But for a little kid like Feng Jinchen, it is extremely difficult to avoid it.
Seeing the small figure frozen in place and motionless, the vendor dropped the candied haws in his hand and rushed forward.
The moment his hand touched Feng Jinchen's clothes, there was a very long roar, and the carriage stopped barely two inches away from Feng Jinchen.
Phew - so dangerous!
At this time, Feng Jinchen was scared away from his drunkenness.
On the carriage, Qi Xuan did not expect that a figure would suddenly rush out from the roadside. Only then did he loosen his grip on the reins. Inside the carriage, Ye Tinglan's deep voice could be heard.
"What's the matter?"
What's the matter...
Qi Xuan looked in the direction in front of the horse and saw a small dumpling standing there, with a face so tender and tender that he could almost squeeze out water.
Somehow, his hand holding the reins tightened, and his heart suddenly melted a little.
"Your Majesty, it's a milk dumpling."
Milk dumplings?
What kind of answer is this?
In the car, Ye Tinglan frowned when he heard the words, and raised his hand to open the car curtain, but before he could touch the piece of fabric, he heard a crisp "pop" sound.
The next moment, a milky sound followed closely behind.
"Let...I let you fool me just now! Beat you up!"
In front of the carriage, Feng Jinchen raised his little fleshy hand and kept greeting the horse's legs.
This situation almost made the vendor and Qi Xuan's eyes pop out with fear.
The vendor shook violently and quickly grabbed his little hand and pulled him back.
I'm a good boy, this is King Mo's carriage!
Isn't slapping Prince Mo's horse the same as slapping Prince Mo's face?
This slapped King Mo in the face...so what's the point?!
Qi Xuan's eyelids twitched, but he was worried that Chifeng would kick him away with a hoof.
This horse has the most bad temper among all the horses in the palace. If it kicks out, that little dumpling will be kicked away!
However, before Chi Feng could make any move, his own prince had already taken the lead and walked out of the carriage.
The people around him immediately dispersed when they saw this.
"Your Majesty."
Qi Xuan didn't expect that he would come down in person, so he immediately moved the horse stool down.
Ye Tinglan said a faint "Hmm", then raised his eyes and looked towards the front of the carriage.
In just a moment, the chill has arrived.
Seeing this, the vendor trembled and quickly leaned forward and knelt down.
"Meet...meet the prince."
This King Mo is coming with great force, and it doesn’t look like he will give up...
He secretly observed Ye Tinglan's face, but when he glanced aside from the corner of his eye, he suddenly realized that this little dumpling had not knelt down at all!
His heart tightened, and he quickly wanted to pull Feng Jinchen down. Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, he saw him raising his face and speaking righteously.
"Is this carriage yours?"
This voice was crisp and raw, and it was obviously a bit dissatisfied.
The vendor and Qi Xuan were both shocked when they heard this, because the object of their dissatisfaction was Ye Tinglan!
This little dumpling...shouldn't he be arguing with the prince?!
The two of them took a deep breath, and their hearts suddenly rose to their throats.
He quietly raised his eyes and glanced over, only to see that after listening to the cold god, instead of sullen and angry, he actually... nodded?!
"So what?"
how?
Feng Jinchen's face suddenly fell, "It almost hit me just now!"
It’s really just a little bit close!
Although it was his fault that he didn't look at the road, the carriage was running so fast, how could he avoid it?
Ye Tinglan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, with no discernible expression of happiness or anger.
"As you said, this matter is my fault?"
As expected, he is a child and can act recklessly.
As he was thinking this, the little dumpling in front of him frowned and thought for a moment, then spoke seriously.
"I can't blame you entirely for this. Well, I'm not a stingy person, so I don't need you to apologize."
"But there are so many people on the road, you really should pay more attention, otherwise what should you do if you bump into someone?"
The little guy looked at him seriously, with no trace of fear on his face.
Ye Tinglan listened, and his dark eyes moved slightly.
Beat his horse and ask him to pay more attention?
Whose child is this little dumpling? How dare he be so bold?
However, what surprised him even more was that as he stared at the pink little face in front of him, an inexplicable impulse arose in his heart.
He wanted to reach out and squeeze it...!
Almost subconsciously, Ye Tinglan stretched out his hand, but before he could squeeze it, he was interrupted by Feng Jinchen's words.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
He stared at the hand defensively, his little face full of vigilance.
Ye Tinglan was slightly startled when he heard this. After realizing what he had just done, his face darkened and he immediately retracted his hand.
What's wrong with him, he actually wants to pinch a child's face in the street...
It’s really unseemly!
The big palm behind his back tightened for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he met those round eyes again, and Ye Tinglan's face became cold again.
"It's nothing. There was a bug on your face just now. I just wanted to take a photo of it for you."
He said this without changing his expression. Unexpectedly, the little dumpling in front of him turned pale when he heard this and jumped up.
"Ahhh! Worm!!!"
Feng Jinchen was so afraid of insects that he didn't realize that he had jumped directly on Ye Tinglan's body.
Suddenly a soft dumpling ran into his arms, and Ye Tinglan reached out to catch it almost subconsciously.
This situation frightened the vendor and Qi Xuan.
Just when they thought Ye Tinglan was going to throw the person out, they saw his big palm move down and hold the little dumpling in his arms more firmly.
"?"
The surrounding air froze for a second, and two petrifying sounds were faintly heard.
Qi Xuan looked at the vendor and spoke weakly.
"Your Majesty...?"
Did they read that correctly?
The dark-faced King Mo is actually holding a child?
Help, why does this picture still have a strange sense of harmony?!
After coming back to his senses, Ye Tinglan also realized what he had done, but because the little dumpling felt surprisingly good when he held it, he pursed his lips and did not let go.
Feng Jinchen was still scared of the insect.
Ye Tinglan, who didn't know how to comfort the child, his face darkened and he could only speak coldly.
"Stop screaming, the insect has flown away."
Feng Jinchen touched his little face.
"real?"
"Um."
Seeing that he was still caressing his little face, he didn't resist his embrace at all.
Ye Tinglan lowered his eyes and asked again, "What's your name?"
He can't just call him Tuanzi.
Unexpectedly, Xiaotuanzi, who was secretly relieved just now, became alert for a second after hearing this.
My mother said that you should not tell others your name casually, because you will be captured by bad guys!
Therefore, he rolled his eyes secretly twice before speaking again.
"I don't have a name, just call me Chen Chen."
Little guy, you are quite vigilant.
Ye Tinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then where is your family? Whose child are you from?"