Feng Mian came quickly, and soon arrived in the temple.

Without waiting for Feng Mian to salute Feng Qingli, Xiao Yanbao had already slipped out of Feng Qingli's arms, and ran over to hug Feng Mian's legs with his little short legs.

"Wind Sleep Pot Pot!"

Feng Qingli looked at the empty embrace, and then looked at Xiao Yanbao, who was holding the thigh of his eldest son, and his face sank visibly.

Seeing this, Master Qingyun smiled and saluted to Feng Qingli.

"The poor monk has seen Your Majesty."

Feng Qingli looked at him with an unhappy face.

"The master will miss his shot?"

Master Qingyun explained without humility or arrogance.

"It's the poor monk's lack of strength that has disappointed His Majesty."

What Feng Qingli didn't want to hear was this, and his face was even more ugly.

But looking at Xiao Yanbao's side, he was afraid of being frightened, and Xiao Yanbao immediately eased his facial expression, and his voice became much gentler.

It's just that there is no emotion in a pair of dark eyes, and it looks very indifferent.

"Say, what can you find?"

Master Qingyun looked down at his monk's robe like rags, but he was not embarrassed to show it to Feng Qingli.

"Your Majesty, the poor monks are like this, and they are really powerless."

Feng Qingli's face sank again.

Xiao Yanbao was holding Brother Fengmian's legs and leaning his little head to listen carefully to the conversation between the emperor's uncle and Master Qingyun, and when he heard Master Qingyun's words, he subconsciously looked at Master Qingyun.

Looking at Master Qingyun's body like a tattered monk's robe worse than a beggar's outfit, he weakly pressed his little head against Fengmian.

It's all the threads in her head.

But she could never say.

Feng Mian sensed her uneasiness and bent down to pick her up.

Feng Qingli noticed the prince's movements, and then looked at Xiao Yanbao, who was hanging his little head and hated to stuff his little face into the prince's clothes, and was instantly deflated.

He really didn't want to scare Xiao Yanbao!

It's all Gu Qilin's fault, look at what life Xiao Yanbao has lived since he was a child.

He only changed his face slightly, and Xiao Yanbao was scared like this.

Thinking of Gu Qilin, who was still kneeling outside the imperial study, Feng Qingli suddenly felt that it was too light for Gu Qilin to kneel there!

If Gu Qilin wasn't Xiao Yanbao's father, he would have had a thousand thoughts about him!

Glancing at Master Qingyun, who had a gray face, his smile was still wide, and his expression was natural, Feng Qingli frowned.

"It's getting late today, the master will go down to rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

Master Qingyun smiled and thanked him.

"Your Majesty Haihan."

After Feng Qingli finished speaking, he walked to the prince's side and hugged Xiao Yanbao over.

"Yanbao, uncle will take you to dinner and go to bed again."

Xiao Yanbao suddenly looked at Fengmian.

Feng Qingli looked a little congested.

"Yanbao, your brother Fengmian ate arsenic poison before, and vomited so much blood, you need to rest well, Yanbao doesn't disturb Brother Fengmian, okay?"

Xiao Yanbao was stunned and nodded quickly.

"Yan Bao listens to the emperor, the wind sleep pot has a good rest, Yan Bao will come to explore the wind sleep pot tomorrow!"

Feng Mian opened his mouth, wanting to say something to the warning look of Shangfeng Qingli's eyes, but he had to change his words.

"Congratulations to my father."

Feng Qingli walked out of the East Palace with Yanbao in his arms, and Master Qingyun followed.

"Your Majesty, why don't you help the poor monk hold the little county lord for you."

Feng Qingli refused mercilessly.

"No, you don't! Yanbao is so light, I can hold it. ”

Master Qingyun choked.

I can't stop complaining.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the Five Princes, why didn't the five princes hug Your Majesty in person when they were as big as the little county lords?

However, the prince is not here, and His Majesty was not there when the beasts of the Hundred Beasts Garden moved, from here to the Chaoyang Palace, he had the opportunity to try to touch Xiao Yanbao's eyebrows.

If it is bounced again, there must be something wrong with Xiao Yanbao.

As soon as Xiao Yanbao raised his eyes, he scorched at Master Qingyun.

Xiao Yanbao: "......"

Xiao Yanbao, who was originally lying on Feng Qingli's shoulder, slowly moved his small body down, and finally left Master Qingyun with a small black head.

The more Xiao Yanbao was like this, the more suspicious Master Qingyun became.

Feng Qingli thought that Xiao Yanbao felt cold, so he tightened the big gun on his body.

"Yan Bao is not afraid, he will be here soon."

Xiao Yanbao's milk hummed.

Until the outside of the Chaoyang Palace, Xiao Yanbao was trying to communicate with the threads in his head.

She didn't understand anything.

At first, I didn't know how to communicate with the wires.

But she felt that the threads understood her.

It was inconvenient to say it, so she said it in her heart.

As she spoke, Xiao Yanbao found that the threads really understood what she meant.

- Yunyun's senior must still want to touch Yanbao's forehead, you can't bounce people away.

- You catapult people away, and you are exposed.

- You're exposed, Yanbao...... Yan Bao didn't know if he would be able to survive again.

The threads were very active at first, and then very well-behaved.

Hearing Xiao Yanbao's last words, he became very restless and furious.

Xiao Yanbao noticed it and hurriedly continued to comfort them in his heart.

- With you here, Yanbao will definitely survive, right?

Then Xiao Yanbao found that the raging threads instantly became well-behaved, and even some of the threads writhed happily.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes lit up.

- Then when Yunyun is about to touch Yanbao's forehead in the senior year, you don't know anything~

The threads hesitated, and finally nodded collectively.

Xiao Yanbao is very relieved.

Talking and talking with the threads, the voice unconsciously decreased.

Feng Qingli and Master Qingyun didn't know that Xiao Yanbao was communicating with the big killer in his brain, but as they walked, the two found that Xiao Yanbao seemed to be asleep unconsciously.

Master Qingyun's eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty......"

Feng Qingli suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Master Qingyun: "......"

Feng Qingli's voice was extremely low.

The voice was quieter, and Yan Bao fell asleep.

Master Qingyun: "......"

Seeing that His Majesty was about to enter the Chaoyang Hall with Xiao Yanbao in his arms, Master Qingyun was in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be some clouds in the eyebrows of the little county lord, let the poor monk take a closer look."

As soon as Feng Qingli heard the word cloud, he couldn't help but think of the yin energy carried by ghosts.

"Okay."

Master Qingyun hurriedly approached, tentatively reaching out to the sleeping Yan Bao's eyebrows.

Feng Qingli saw that he was extremely slow, and his brows rose slightly.

"Master Qingyun, you ......"

Master Qingyun is also afraid.

In case he was shocked again, the corner of his eye quickly looked around, the nearest palace wall was more than ten meters away, and he still had to vomit blood?

But His Majesty's eyes are so terrifying.

Master Qingyun tried to stabilize his facial expression, and his fingertips quickly fell on Xiao Yanbao's eyebrows.

The threads noticed that Xiao Yanbao was asleep, and they were about to attack him in groups.

seemed to suddenly remember Xiao Yanbao's words, and stayed very quietly.

Master Qingyun waited for a while, but there was no response.

His somewhat pale eyebrows slowly furrowed.

Feng Qingli's expression was gloomy.

"What's wrong with Yanbao?"

Master Qingyun: "......"

Master Qingyun probed and probed, and went through Xiao Yanbao's entire divine soul with Tiangang righteousness, and did not find anything wrong.

Master Qingyun: "......"

Could it be that he guessed wrong?

That terrifying power didn't come from Xiao Yanbao, but someone else?

Or is it inhuman?