Chapter 141: People are only three years old~

"Prince's Mansion......" Ruan Cixi looked at the sky, thinking of the young man who was cold all over, and the lonely and poor child in that strange world.

"I'm going."

This is what she promised to seal Qianmi, and she will not break the contract.

Feng Qianmi needs her, and she also needs Feng Qianmi.

This time she went to the Prince's Mansion again, she volunteered.

……

Feng Qianmi felt bored and planned to go back to his East Palace to take a look, but it happened that the nasty people in the palace were not there, and the air was better than before.

The scenery inside the palace is still very good, the air quality has improved, and the flowers are much brighter.

"Your Royal Highness, the Queen Mother is still in the palace, ...... Take it easy. "Changxin just obeyed the order to go back to the pavilion and get something, and when he came back, he gasped.

Feng Qianmi was holding a pair of scissors, "clicking" to trim the flowers in the back garden.

One second it was comparable to a peony flower with a fragrant national color, and the next second it became an unrecognizable roadside wildflower.

No, at least the little wildflower is still intact, much better than the peony of the five horses, it can't be compared.

Feng Qianmi ignored the long letter, humming a little song and having a good time.

Long letter: "......"

Come on, the queen mother, who likes peonies the most, is going to be angry again.

Seeing that the peony that has not yet reached the flowering period in this garden is in full bloom so brilliantly, you know how much thought the Queen Mother has wasted.

Take a look, the faces of the eunuchs and palace maids in the back garden are as black as the bottom of the pot.

Changxin sighed, resigned himself to watching Feng Qianmi cut all the way, and hummed a little song that felt good about himself.

"Brother Prince! Brother Prince, I'm here! ”

With a "click", Feng Qianmi's hand shook and a pair of scissors cut directly to the bottom of a peony flower path.

A little milk baby whose head was less than Feng Qianmi's waist directly stretched out a pair of small short hands to pull Feng Qianmi's waist.

"The Six Princes!" Changxin didn't have time to stop the running little figure, and shouted in surprise.

In this palace, the only one who dares to treat his master so rudely is probably this little prince.

Nagasobu took a few steps back, carefully hiding his breath.

According to his past experience, he could be hit by the pond fish if he was not careful, and he was the only pond fish.

"Feng Yunyue, you come down for me!" Feng Qianmi aimed the scissors at the little prince's white and tender little hands.

Feng Yunyue, who was hanging on Feng Qianmi's body, pouted aggrievedly, knowing that his prince brother would really poke him with scissors, so he had to reluctantly slip off Feng Qianmi's body, but the hand holding Feng Qianmi's waist fell on Feng Qianmi's sleeve and held it tightly.

"Stand still!" Feng Qianmi glanced at Feng Yunyue coldly.

Feng Yunyue shuddered, and the body that had been leaning on Feng Qianmi's body immediately became straight and straight.

"Brother Prince, I haven't seen you for a long time~" Feng Yunyue's voice was milky, and people couldn't bear the overflow of maternal love or father's love when they heard it.

Feng Qianmi sneered, "Feng Yunyue, how old are you this year?" ”

"People are only three years old~" Feng Yunyue stomped his feet and shook Feng Qianmi's sleeve with his mouth open.

"You learn Qing and that girl again, believe it or not, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

"Boo, Brother Prince, I was wrong~"

"Shut up!"

Feng Qianmi didn't do anything to a seven-year-old child, even if he was now sick with goosebumps.

"Brother Prince, let's go quickly, Qinghe is coming!"