When the meat ball entered the door, he saw that not only his favorite third brother was there, but also his best friend who had saved Xiao Hui and whom he admired. He immediately rushed over excitedly, waving his little paws, "Hui Hui's savior, you are here too -
—!"
This meat ball is none other than the troublesome eighth prince Feng Huaming.
Feng Huaming, another troublesome boy.
Tian Liang treated her indifferently, turned around and ignored Feng Huaming, and said to Feng Aotian: "I reject your proposal."
After saying that, he turned around and hugged the little bun before leaving.
Feng Huaming was ignored and greatly traumatized. He hugged Li Tianliang's legs angrily, "Why are you ignoring me! If you ignore me, I want my third brother to lock you up."
The eighth prince's mother, Concubine Ning, was originally the queen's favored maid. Although she later became a noble concubine, she still respected the queen and supported Feng Aotian together with the queen. The queen died of illness three years ago, and Concubine Ning
He still supported the Third Prince Feng, and repeatedly supported the establishment of Feng Aotian as His Royal Highness in front of the emperor. He never changed his original intention.
Feng Huaming is still young, and I heard that he likes this third brother very much. Since he has not been granted the title of prince, he cannot leave the palace without authorization, so as long as he gets the opportunity to go to the third prince's palace, he will definitely have to wait ten and a half days to return to the palace.
"Hua Ming, don't be rude," Feng Aotian scolded, grabbed Feng Huaming and pulled him over, "Tomorrow Miss Li will also go to the palace to attend the celebration banquet hosted by your mother. You go with her. You are not allowed to
It’s nonsense, do you understand?”
After hearing this, Tian Liang probably understood what Feng Aotian meant.
It seemed that Feng Huaming was too stubborn to drive away from his house. He was looking at the opportunity of this banquet to send her back. Unfortunately, Feng Huaming refused to comply. In desperation, he had to add more chips.
This was the reason why he allowed himself to accompany him into the palace.
She couldn't help but give him a deep look, speechless.
You, a cold and evil man, can't handle a child?
Feng Huaming thought for a moment, and finally pouted, turned to look at Tianliang, and asked seriously: "Will you accompany me to play with Xiao Hui?"
Feng Ao's eyes stared at him with intense impatience, and there was still a hint of threat in his eyes. He was stating that the threat he had just made about the martial arts competition was still valid.
Turning his head and looking at the little bun on the bed, Tianliang sighed, "I'll go."
Think of it as returning a favor.
Feng Huaming cheered excitedly, ran over and grabbed Tianliang's hand and said, "Let's go play with sandbags. I made a lot of sandbags in the yard today. You play with me..."
Tian Liang resisted the urge to kick this boy away and said: "It's getting late, Eighth Prince, why not play tomorrow? You can still call Xiao Hui tomorrow."
The Eighth Prince thought deeply for a moment, smiled and nodded heavily, "Well, then I'll go to bed right away, and you should go to bed early too. We can have a good day of fun tomorrow!"
After she nodded, the Eighth Prince flew back to his room.
This Feng Huaming is obviously not on the same level as her Baozi, from behavior to personality, from appearance to IQ...
Tian Liang turned around and looked at his buns with a guilty look on his face.
Baozi, I'm sorry, my godmother didn't notice your kindness, your understanding, your intelligence before. My godmother shouldn't have thought that all children are like you, so she is not surprised and is so indifferent to you.
My godmother just realized today that there is a difference only if there is a comparison.
Your godson has done a very good job.
"Your Majesty! Doctor Zhang is here!"
There was an announcement from outside, and Doctor Zhang from the Imperial Medical Court in the palace walked in astride the medicine box. After taking a look at the scene in the room, he saluted Feng Aotian and began to diagnose Xiao Baozi.
When Dr. Zhang took Little Baozi's pulse, she was a little worried. After all, Baozi's mysterious breath was not exposed now to avoid causing trouble.
But after Dr. Zhang checked her pulse, she was completely relieved.
"The young master's body is fine. It's just that he suffered a heavy strangulation on his neck. He was knocked unconscious for a while. He will be fine after taking a short rest." Dr. Zhang prescribed some anti-shock medicine and said seriously, "If you can knock out your breath, you may be in a coma."
The young master is very frightened. The most important thing for the young master now is to get rid of the fright. Miss Li will take the medicine according to this recipe and let the young master take it for seven days and he will be fine."
Not every doctor in this world is Mr. Gu.
Tianliang nodded, took the prescription and thanked her.
But I was cursing in my heart - my little Baozi Long has seen it before, and I really don’t know what anything in this world could scare him.
"It's just..." Dr. Zhang suddenly hesitated, "When I came here, I heard from the palace guards that the young master had been hit hard by martial arts and fell into coma. But why did he not see any traces of slaps on the young master when he diagnosed and treated him..."
"Okay, Doctor Zhang, let's go down."
Feng Aotian interrupted him and gave a cold command.
"But Your Majesty..." Dr. Zhang paused for a moment, then hurriedly added, "Could it be that Your Majesty..."
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Feng Aotian spoke sternly and waved his sleeves, "What, now you don't listen to my instructions anymore?"
Doctor Zhang shook himself, bowed his head and said yes quickly, then stepped on his medicine box and left.
Sigh... His doctor kindly wanted to diagnose the prince's injuries, but he was reprimanded no matter what.
It’s hard to get along in officialdom, it’s hard to get along in officialdom!
"You stay here," Feng Aotian ordered again as if he was afraid that she would be lost, "You are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear me?"
After that, he waved his sleeves and was about to leave.
But when he turned around, her right arm was firmly grasped by her.
Feng Aotian turned around, with doubt in his eyes, "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"
Without saying a word, Tian Liang raised his hand and pulled, along the long sleeves, and with extremely ferocious strength, he tore Feng Aotian's shirt into two halves, exposing his strong chest.
And the torn clothes hung like rags around his waist.
Feng Aotian was startled and shouted angrily, "Presumptuous! Bold!"
In his previous life, Tian Liang and Nangong Jue participated in a field training. In order to save time when fighting the enemy, the guy always used to tear his clothes when changing. He also said that this was the most labor-saving way to take off clothes in the world.
If she was asked about the person she had ever met who liked tearing cloth the most, besides Nangong Jue, she really couldn't find anyone else.
I don't want her to be such a beast in this strange era.
"Third Prince," she pointed at his abdomen with a calm expression, "it seems that you have hidden the truth from me."
(Thank you, Qin Ying Yi, for the silent gold medal, haha! The next update will be tomorrow morning, good night everyone ^_^)