Feng Junqian didn't bother to talk nonsense with him: "Okay, your mother is still waiting for you at home, don't leave me here, hurry up." ”

Xuan Di is the youngest son of the Plains Marquis, and he is considered an old man, so he is extremely favored at home, not to mention his mother's delicate looks, and the ancestor of the nearly eighty years old in the house is even more spoiled by the treasure on the tip of his heart.

It's no wonder that he can spoil this demon king who dares to go to heaven and earth.

It's just that this demon king can be controlled by his father and Feng Junqian, his father relies on force to subdue him, and Feng Junqian relies on force and charm.

Xuan Di's blind worship of Feng Junqian caused him to know that he ran behind Feng Junqian's ass all day long, I heard that Feng Junqian went to the battlefield when he was a teenager, and now he is only thirteen years old, and he is also clamoring to go to the battlefield.

"Oh, I'm going back this time, and my ears are not clean again, Brother Jun Qian, you can't talk without words, we haven't even drunk a few sips of this wine, I haven't finished telling you about the battlefield yet, hey, where are you going?" Xuan Di was still chattering, Feng Junqian had already turned around and left, and he hurriedly chased after him.

"Enter the palace."

"It's so late, the palace gate is almost locked, why are you still entering the palace." Xuan Di jumped to Feng Junqian's side and blocked his way.

Feng Jun Qianliang looked at him coldly: "Some days are not in front of me, is it itchy?" ”

Xuandi quickly dodged to make way, and said with a smile: "No, no." ”

How else to say that this demon king of the mixed world can only be cured by Feng Junqian?

Xuan Di stood in place obediently, watching Feng Junqian go out all the way, and didn't forget to wave his hand: "Brother Junqian, you go slowly." ”

The servants of the royal palace: "······"

Feng Junqian stepped out of the door, and Xuan Di immediately grabbed the housekeeper and asked, "What has Brother Jun Qian been busy with lately?" Still entering the palace so late? ”

The one in charge knew Xuandi's temper, and he didn't dare to provoke it, so he hurriedly said: "The prince has been staying in the palace recently, and he rarely returns to the house." ”

Xuan Di asked with some surprise: "Living in the palace?" Why? ”

"Well, it seems to be to assist His Majesty in his homework·······"

"Helping with homework?!" Xuan Di glared: "Brother Jun Qian hasn't even given me homework!" Why is that stinky boy? ”

"But maybe I'm used to living in the palace." The steward immediately said.

Xuan Di pushed him away angrily: "I know that I can't ask you anything." ”

As he spoke, he looked around again: "What about Yiren?" Call the pleasant people out! ”

In this palace, everyone knows that the maid who is really in charge of affairs and has the trust of Feng Junqian is also pleasant, if she says anything about Feng Junqian, she is naturally the most clear.

Who knew that the steward smiled and said, "Pleasant······ He was sent to the palace. ”

"What?!" Xuan Di exclaimed: "What are you doing in the palace!" ”

This is the powerful henchman beside his Jun Qiange!

"I said that I was sent to the palace to serve His Majesty, and I only sent it today." The steward said cautiously, for fear of overturning the "vinegar jar" of the little demon king in front of him.

Xuan Di glared at him, and said angrily: "It's this stinky boy again!" I would have liked to see what this stinky boy is, and he can make Jun Qiange value it so much! ”