Completely uncontrollably dropping white powder, the corners of the mouth that were pulled up looked extremely weird, and a mouthful of white teeth were exposed.

Under this blue sky and bright daylight, if he hadn't known that this was his own little prince in front of him, the guards really wanted to find someone to collect the demons.

"Little Lord." The guard approached Fenghua hard, only to feel that as he got closer and closer, the little prince's face became whiter and whiter in his eyes.

He dared to swear to the sky, even if it was that kind of oily little white face, it didn't taste as strong as the fat powder on the little prince in front of him, damn it, the dignified Beitian God of War and the Beitian Wangfu of the Zhenguo Gong were really going to be inherited by this person?

Come to think of it, it's really not worth it.

This guard was born as a soldier who had fought bloodily, so all his thoughts, emotions and moods were on his face, and he would not disguise himself at all. To be precise, in the entire Northern Heavenly King's Mansion, all the people who were on the battlefield back then, even the women in the kitchen, as long as they were old, they had also sent food to the soldiers. The young, of course, are the children of those people.

Maybe in other dynasties and countries, there are almost no women on the battlefield, but because of the existence of Mrs. Hua, although there are few female soldiers, it is not none, and it was also a legend of a generation of women in that year.

Therefore, in the entire Beitian Palace, except for Mrs. Hua and Zhen Guogong, everyone was unhappy with Fenghua.

How can such a person be worthy of being the little prince of the Northern Heavenly Palace? To put it mildly, just what she did, it was simply a disgrace to the Northern Heavenly Palace. If it weren't for the protection of her ancestors Mengyin Zhenguo and Mrs. Hua, how could she still be so carefree?

Hostility, the guard's eyes are deeply hostile.

"Call all the people in my courtyard, and also call all the people in the front yard, oh no, remember to call me the guards of the entire Northern Heavenly King's Mansion." Just like not seeing the hostility of the guards at all, Fenghua was still standing there like that, if there was a change, it was the smile on the corner of her mouth, which was three points thicker.

"Little prince, the palace guards are all sent by the Lord Zhenguo." The guard's body was straight, and compared to the existence of Fenghua's station, there was a deeper disappointment in the guard's eyes. In a word, she is neither humble nor arrogant, but she tells Fenghua that these people will never listen to her.

"Zhenguo Gong." His eyes blinked innocently, and he looked at the guard with curiosity, "So, who am I?" ”

"You are naturally the little prince." Although the guard replied so, it was just the three words of the little prince, which sounded so light.

"Here, where is it?" After going around this guard, Fenghua found that the age of this guard was less than thirty years old, if he was a person who had been on the battlefield, he should only follow the Northern Heaven God of War.

"Northern Heavenly King's Mansion." At the mention of this, a trace of eagerness flashed in the guard's eyes, the Northern Heavenly King's Mansion exists because of the first god of war in the Northern Heaven, this is the supreme glory, and it is the supreme favor of the lord of the country.

"Okay, last question, who are you?" Looking at the uncle-level character who instantly boiled after saying four words, Fenghua couldn't help but secretly admire the father he had never met in his heart, this brainwashing kung fu was a must. For more than ten years, such a soldier, hehe......