Nuo Bao raised his little hand and shook it gently.

The ominous black mist was immediately grasped in his hand.

The little guy looked calm, as easy as catching a mosquito.

The wisp of black mist quickly dissipated in the palm of Nuobao's hand.

The little guy grabbed the corner of his father's clothes as if he had touched something dirty, and wiped his little hands with disgust.

Rubbed it carefully, and didn't even let go of the fingers.

Twilight: "......"

The tyrant who suffers from cleanliness can't help but jump his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Nuo Bao innocently let go of the corner of his father's clothes, "I just caught a mosquito." ”

The tyrant had no choice but to hold his forehead.

Under the table, the face of the black-robed man suddenly became very ugly.

He didn't expect his attack to be so easily defused by a three-year-old kid.

"It seems that the national teacher is right, that little princess is really not an ordinary person."

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his throat seemed to have been burned by fire.

attracted the three princes of the Northern Netherworld next to him, and couldn't help but glance in the direction where Nuo Bao was, with an abnormal expression.

Nuo Bao snorted lightly, and flicked his fingertips lightly.

The white spiritual power catapulted towards the black-robed man at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Dare to attack Daddy in front of Nuobao, don't die!!

The little guy can endure anything, but the father who hurts her cannot.

Nuobao naturally wants to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.

The black-robed man's expression changed suddenly, and it was too late to dodge.

Nuo Bao's spiritual power hit him directly, and the black-robed man covered his chest, instantly spurting out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, the table was stained red.

The people next to him were taken aback.

"Zamon, are you alright?" The Three Princes of the Northern Darkness held him nervously, and glanced vaguely at Nuo Bao's side.

Zameng is a personal disciple of the National Teacher, and he has the true inheritance of the National Teacher, and his strength is strong.

I didn't expect to be injured as well.

"Nothing." Zamon waved his hand, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and glanced at Nuo Bao with a gloomy expression.

The little guy didn't even look at him, and ate the grapes leisurely.

Zamon whispered a few words to the three princes of the Northern Underworld, and soon withdrew on the grounds that he was unwell.

The tyrant didn't stop him, but just looked in the direction he left, his eyes darkening a little.

He raised his hand silently, and the shadow guard hidden in the shadows immediately dispatched, like a night stalker, silently following behind Zamon.

As soon as the black-robed man left, Nuo Bao withdrew his gaze with interest.

The birthday banquet soon began, and Nuobao's brothers finally arrived.

It is arranged below, and Nuobao can see it as soon as he raises his eyes.

Even Concubine Su, who hadn't appeared for many days, was there today.

Today, he is dressed as bright and moving as ever, and his beauty is amazing.

But her gaze at Nuo Bao was a little more complicated.

There is not only the mother's attachment to the child, but also seems to be a little guilty.

Especially when I saw that Nuo Bao naturally revealed intimacy when he treated the queen.

Concubine Su lowered her eyelids, looking a little lonely.

The moment she chose Su Linglong, it was destined that she would no longer be able to compete for the support of Nuobao.

Her children were separated from her after all.

Twilight Lianjing was silly on the side, waving her little hand at Nuobao.

Seeing her sister come over, Twilight Lianjing suddenly smiled even more happily.

Rather embarrassed, he glanced at the other royal brothers.

Seeing no, so many people, Nuo Bao still saw him at first sight.

Isn't it what you like most about him?

Du Lianjing was proud, and he heard his mother suddenly speak.

"Jing'er, remember the words of the concubine, you must be more competitive, your father's favorite prince is you, if you can be competitive."

Concubine Su's voice was as light as the wind, ringing in his ears, "It's not clear who this throne will end up into." ”

"Mother?" Twilight Lianjing suddenly frowned, "Why do you say such things again?" ”

"The queen snatched your sister, do you think that if the crown prince ascends the throne, they will allow our mother and son to exist?" Su Guifei hated iron and said that it could not be made of steel.

"But if you get to that position, it's impossible to say."

Su Guifei's eyes became extremely bright, and her fingertips trembled lightly with excitement.

"At that time, Nuobao can also return to her mother's concubine, and your brothers and sisters don't have to be separated."

Twilight Lianjing covered her ears, "Mother, don't say it!" ”

He didn't have that much ambition.

Twilight knew in his heart that that position was not suitable for him, and with his ability, he would not be able to sit on the throne.

If he doesn't fight or grab, then he and the prince are still brothers, friends and brothers on the surface.

But if he dares to show the slightest intention, he is afraid that he will become a thorn in the prince's side.

Moreover......

Nuo Bao didn't want to see that kind of situation either.

"Mother, why don't you understand, Nuobao doesn't like you."

Du Lianjing said helplessly: "Even if I become the emperor, Nuobao still doesn't like you!" ”

Since you don't like it, how can you be willing to return to your mother's side.

When Su Guifei heard this, she glared at him with hatred, and said angrily: "Something that has no interest!" ”

Twilight Lianjing rolled her eyes, too lazy to take care of her mother anymore.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you."

Anyway, his wish in this life is to be an idle prince and wait for death.

"Mother, I don't care what you think, but don't make any more moths, when the time comes, I will be hated by Nuobao."

Hearing this, Su Guifei was almost angry to death by this unfilial rebel.

If you don't have a heart with her, you can still say that about her.

"This palace really raised you for nothing." Su Guifei said angrily.

……

The birthday banquet soon began, and the envoys from various countries presented congratulatory gifts.

However, it wasn't until the sound of the piano that the dancing girls entered the temple in turn.

Nuo Bao did not wait for the envoy of Xiliang Kingdom.

Could it be that she won't see Feng Ling again today?

The little guy frowned, looking disappointed.

At this moment, the voice of the eunuch pulling his throat suddenly came from outside:

"The envoy of the Western Liang Kingdom has arrived-"

As soon as he heard this, Nuo Bao suddenly stopped sleepy.

The little guy who was originally lacking in interest sat up straight in an instant.

Nuo Bao looked over with blazing eyes.

At the entrance of the Zichen Palace, several figures appeared one after another.

At the head was a long figure, dressed in a crimson brocade robe, with crow-like black hair standing up high with a white jade crown, and two strands of hair naturally hanging down to the side of the face.

The folding fan in his hand shook gently, revealing only a pair of peach blossom eyes that hooked the soul, and the tails of his eyes rose slightly, and he seemed to have a three-point smile if he didn't smile.

Especially the cinnabar mole in the corner of the eye, it adds a bit of demonic charm to that male and female face.

"Prince Xiliangguo, Feng Qingchen, come to congratulate His Majesty Canglan on his birthday."

After entering the hall, Feng Qingchen put away the folding fan with a sigh, revealing a demonic and handsome face.

After this prince appeared, the beautiful dancers in the original Zichen Hall instantly lost their color and could only be reduced to green leaves.

Even the concubines in the tyrant's harem, dressed up to attend, became pale under the prince's stunning appearance.

The courtiers in the palace couldn't help but show surprise in their eyes.

There is a man in this world who has such a seductive face.

Some insiders couldn't help but sigh, no wonder His Royal Highness the War King of the Ten Thousand Years Iron Tree would also be deceived emotionally.

Nuo Bao sat up slightly straight.

The moment he saw Feng Qingchen, the little guy's eyes gradually widened, and the half-eaten peach in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

After rolling a few laps, he rolled to Feng Qingchen's feet.

Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked over with a smile in his peach blossom eyes.

Nuo Bao opened his mouth slightly and looked at him with a shocked expression.

That unbelievable expression, as if to say, "How could it be you"!

The smile on Feng Qingchen's face remained unchanged, but his peach blossom eyes slowly narrowed.

Could it be ......

Does this little guy know him?

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I'm too tired to write......