The cold wind outside the corridor is still there, and the wind in the corridor is holding Xiao Yanbao and walking faster.

Shanglin Hall is not far from the East Palace, walk through the Jiuqu corridor, pass through a courtyard, and then cross three covered bridges, Fengmian held Xiao Yanbao to Shanglin Palace.

Stepping into the main hall, Xiao Yanbao slipped down from Fengmian's arms and walked in with his little short legs.

As he walked, he shouted loudly.

"The Four Princes Pot Pot, Yan Bao and Fengmian Pot are here to visit (see) you."

Feng Siling was originally reading a book in the warm pavilion, and when he heard the movement, he hurriedly took the big coat on the screen next to him and hurriedly greeted him.

"Feng Siling has seen the prince's brother."

Feng Mian hurriedly raised his left hand and looked at his right hand with concern.

"How's it going?"

Feng Siling showed the innocent smile that a child should have.

"The poison has been pulled out a long time ago, and now it is much better, except that you can't use too much force, there is no problem with meal activities, and the prince brother doesn't have to worry."

Feng Mian gently touched his head.

Feng Siling's gaze fell on Xiao Yanbao, who was standing beside Feng Mian.

The little guy was wearing a lake-blue palace skirt covered with a snow-white coat.

The little face is white and tender, with a light pink, and the complexion looks very good.

There were two small tugs on his head, and the fiery red fox fur on the big neckline covered most of the little guy's face, revealing only a pair of big sparkling eyes.

Without waiting for Feng Siling to speak, Xiao Yanbao tiptoed his little foot to look at his right arm.

She still remembered that the last time the Four Princes were helping Fengmian Guoguo block arrows, she was shot in the arm by a cold arrow.

So the milk asked Feng Siling with a whirl.

"Fourth prince pot pot, do you still have pain in your hands?"

Feng Siling smiled very gently, as if spring flowers were blooming and snowflakes were melting.

"It doesn't hurt, thank you Yanbao for your concern."

After speaking, Feng Siling touched Xiao Yanbao's head and discussed with her.

"Can Yanbao call me a four-pot pot?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked and looked at him curiously with big watery eyes.

The big eyes are shining, and the undersides of the eyes seem to be full of small stars.

"Wide~four-pot pot~"

Feng Siling happily bent down to hug Xiao Yanbao, but Xiao Yanbao hurriedly leaned towards Feng Mian.

"The four-pot pot is not wide, your hand Susan (injured), although it doesn't hurt anymore, but ...... To rest~"

Feng Siling's eyes were full of smiles.

"Okay, then wait for the four-pot pot hand to be ready, and then hold Yanbao, okay?"

Xiao Yan Bao happily responded.

"Good~"

The chamberlain Song Qing came over with two palace maids with snacks and tea.

After the three of them saluted, Song Qing looked at Feng Siling.

"Fourth Highness, the main hall is not as warm as the warm pavilion, the lord of Fu Jin is young and weak, why don't you move to the warm pavilion to talk?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Siling's eyes, but his expression was very soft when he spoke, and even his voice was gentle.

He raised his eyes to look at Feng Mian, and there was a chill in his eyes that a six-year-old child should not have.

"Brother Prince, why don't we go to the Warm Pavilion to rest?"

Song Qing hurriedly motioned for the two palace maids to take a step forward and bless their bodies.

Just enough to let Xiao Yanbao see the emerald green dim sum.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes lit up.

"It's a beautiful cake."

Feng Mian's words of refusal came to his lips, and he swallowed back because of Xiao Yanbao's sentence "What a beautiful cake".

Feng Siling frowned.

Feng Mian didn't seem to see Feng Siling's frowning.

"Okay, Ah Ling, let's go to the warm pavilion to rest, it just so happens that Yanbao is also hungry."

Song Qing smiled.

"That's really a coincidence, the small kitchen has just made a snack for His Royal Highness, and the little county lord will go to the warm pavilion to have a good taste in a while."

Xiao Yanbao said thank you softly.

"Thank you~"

Feng Mian took Xiao Yanbao's hand and walked towards the warm pavilion, and the two palace maids followed behind Feng Mian and Xiao Yanbao with snacks.

Feng Siling is one step behind.

"Song Qing, what did you do in the Warm Pavilion?"

Song Qing hunched his waist slightly and collapsed his back.

It looks extraordinarily deferential and humble.

However, when a pair of small eyes looked at Feng Siling, his eyes were extremely contemptuous.

"Your Royal Highness, rest assured, the New Year is approaching, and the Queen Mother will definitely let Her Royal Highness have a good year."

Feng Siling's eyes became extremely cold.

"Song Qing, what do you mean?"

The corners of Song Qing's mouth sneered, and his eyes became more and more contemptuous and disdainful.

"Fourth Highness, who is the queen mother for now being grounded and seizing power? If His Royal Highness has a conscience, he should know how much Niangniang has paid for His Highness in the past six years! ”

The muscles at the corners of Feng Siling's mouth twitched, and his face was red for a while and white for a while.

For a moment, he spoke coldly.

"The prince's brother is also the son of the queen mother, the queen mother doesn't have to do anything, and she will be the queen mother in the future, so why should she attract the suspicion of her father, the gains outweigh the losses?"

Song Qing sneered.

"But the Fourth Highness, the crown prince's biological mother is now in good grace, and the prince is respecting Gu Guifei day by day, and the fourth highness thinks that the queen can sleep peacefully all night?"

Feng Siling clenched his fists.

"Brother Crown Prince is not that kind of person!"

Song Qing's voice was extremely low, and only Feng Siling could hear it.

"His Majesty also promised the queen that Niangniang is in the position of the middle palace, and no one will cross the Niangniang! But now? Who is the person who seized the power of the queen and grounded the queen? ”

Feng Siling subconsciously wanted to refute, but Xiao Yanbao, who was walking in front, suddenly ran over.

"Four-pot pot, why are you walking so slowly?"

Feng Siling was full of anger, and hurriedly held Xiao Yanbao's soft little hand, for fear that she would fall.

"Yanbao slow down, beware of falling."

Xiao Yanbao's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and his eyes are smart and lively.

"No, no, Yanbao is steady. Four-pot pot, go quickly, Fengmian pot has arrived in the warm pavilion, waiting for us. ”

Before Feng Siling could speak, Song Qing flattered.

"That's the case, Fourth Highness, hurry up, don't let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wait for a long time, and the little county lord of Fu Jin is wearing thin clothes, beware of delays, freezing the little county lord."

Xiao Yanbao turned his head to look at Song Qing, the little milk voice was soft.

"Yanbao is not cold, if the four-pot pot doesn't want to go faster, it's okay for us to go slower."

Song Qing: "......"

Little Bunny!

walked the shit luck and climbed to such an uncle as General Mu, otherwise she would have been buried in the pit like her tragic mother.

The threads in Xiao Yanbao's mind sensed Song Qing's malice towards the little guy and were ready to go.

Xiao Yanbao was already sensitive, so she naturally noticed that Song Qing was not kind to look at her.

But the little guy remembered Brother Fengmian's words.

Don't reveal little secrets.

What to do?

The little guy puffed out his cheeks, and the corners of his ruddy little mouth suddenly curled.

Xiao Yanbao took Feng Siling's hand and walked towards the warm pavilion, Song Qing was a few steps behind, looking very deferential and humble to follow behind.

Xiao Yanbao's milk talked to the threads.

- There is a small stone over there, throw it at his feet.

The threads are called a marry.

Unable to pry open Song Qingtian's spiritual cover directly, they quickly rolled up all the small pebbles in the drainage ditch in the distance, and quietly placed them in front of Song Qing against the ground.

Song Qingzheng stared at Xiao Yanbao's back, and the malice in his eyes was undisguised.

Xiao Yanbao was tilting his little head to talk to Feng Siling.

"Four-pot pot, are we good at running?"

Without waiting for Feng Siling to speak, Xiao Yanbao had already begun to count with a milky voice.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

Three sounds, Xiao Yanbao walked to the warm pavilion with his little short legs, and Feng Siling couldn't warn Song Qing to follow quickly.

"Yanbao, slow down! It's cold and slippery, beware of falling. ”

Song Qing behind them thought viciously, it's better to fall!

It's better to fall to death!

As a result, I slipped under my feet and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ouch!"

The mouth slammed against the small pointed stone, and the lips broke on the spot.

A mouth, blood spat out with two front teeth.

Xiao Yanbao and Feng Siling have already rushed into the warm pavilion.

Hearing the cry of pain, Xiao Yanbao hurriedly turned around, and his little hand grabbed the door frame and poked his little head out of the warm pavilion and looked out curiously.

seemed surprised that Song Qing fell so badly, and let out a glutinous sound of surprise.

"Huh? Yikes! ”

Song Qing: "......"

Feng Siling, who was surprised that Song Qing fell, also turned around, and when he saw Song Qing's mouth swollen into a sausage in an instant, he almost lost his facial expression management.