When Feng Qing left, Feng Xiaowu was holding Xiao Yanbao's hand to practice calligraphy.

"Little Wu, Yanbao, what are you writing?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled happily.

"The emperor has to go around, and the small five-pot pot is practicing words in the teaching treasure~"

Feng Xiaowu is like being amnesty.

Hurriedly let go of the hand holding Xiao Yanbao's little hand and went straight to his father's side.

"Father, you're here to find Yanbao, right? It's just finished writing, so take Yanbao away. ”

When he spoke, Feng Xiaowu kept his head down.

Feng Qingli felt that something was wrong.

Where did Xiao Wu see that he didn't look up with a little face, with the energy of "Father, look at me".

What's going on today?

Feng Qingli simply opened his mouth directly.

"Little Five, raise your head."

Feng Xiaowu didn't listen to his father's words for the first time.

After all, his father called him a little five.

The mother concubine said that if his father called him Xiaowu, it meant that he was in a very good mood.

Feng Xiaowu hummed with the sound of the gallant urn.

"Father, I'm ...... I twisted my neck and lifted ...... I can't lift it. ”

Xiao Yanbao was stunned.

Quickly turned his head to look at the fifth brother of the little wind.

Before Feng Xiaowu could react, his little hand was already on Feng Xiaowu's meaty chin, and then he hugged his head and lifted it up.

"Little five-pot pot, what about this?"

Feng Xiaowu, who was forced to raise his head suddenly: "......"

Seeing his youngest son's "true face", Feng Qingli twitched the corner of his mouth.

Hu Ruicheng, who had been waiting next to him as an invisible man, lowered his head.

The corners of his mouth are almost uncontrollable.

Feng Qingli looked at his little son whose little face was painted like pot paint, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"Little Five, ...... are you?"

Feng Xiaowu covered his face with both hands, only to feel that his five-year-old face was lost.

"Father, this is ...... It's ......"

After a long time, he didn't say a complete sentence.

Xiao Yanbao was already standing obediently aside, looking down at his little feet, copying his little hands and hands to admit his mistake.

"The emperor has to go around, it is the little five-pot pot to accompany Yanbao to practice calligraphy, the posture was wrong at the beginning, and he was accidentally painted on Yanbao's face, it was Yanbao's fault."

Feng Qingli: "......"

If you are a good teacher, you have to look at yourself first!

I think I'm the boss!

Feng Qingli directly picked up Xiao Yanbao.

"It has nothing to do with Yan Bao, it's because your fifth brother Feng Xiaowu is not good at learning art by himself, and he still wants to teach you, don't follow him to learn Yan Bao in the future!"

Feng Xiaowu, who was kind enough to be coated with ink: "......"

No!

Father!

I'm your cub!

Feng Qingli happened to look at him, ignoring his youngest son's resentful little eyes, and raised his hand to poke his forehead.

"You can take what you can! Don't wash it yet. ”

Xiao Yanbao hurriedly asked him with concern.

"Little five-pot pot, do you still have pain in your neck?"

Feng Xiaowu: "......"

Feng Xiaowu ran away with a black face with a black neck!

Bad Words!

It's really a pot that can't be opened!

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise his father would have to investigate him for the crime of bullying the king!

That's going to kill a five-year-old!

Feng Xiao Wu left, and Feng Qingli also walked out with Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

He's been busy lately.

But no matter how busy he is, when it's time to eat, he will come to the East Palace to dine with his eldest son and Xiao Yanbao.

At the same time, there was also Mu Ling.

But Mu Ling didn't come today.

Xiao Yanbao, who was holding him, looked left and right, but did not see Uncle Mu Ling, and his big eyes were full of doubts.

Feng Qingli knew her careful thoughts, and explained with a smile.

"Yanbao's Uncle Mu Ling has gone to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and he has been living in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing for the past few days, and he will not return to the palace for the time being."

Xiao Yanbao was stunned.

"The emperor has to go around, a camp on the outskirts of Beijing...... Is there a place to eat? ”

Feng Qingli nodded amusedly.

"Absolutely! There are many soldiers of the Eastern Emperor in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, how can there be no place to eat? ”

Xiao Yanbao knows the word "soldier".

A-Niang once told her.

The little one's expression became nervous.

"The emperor has to go around, is there going to be a war?"

Feng Qingli looked at her in surprise.

"No, but why did Yan Bao ask that?"

Xiao Yanbao breathed a sigh of relief and explained in a childish child's voice.

"A-Niang told Yan Bao before that she once dreamed that there were many, many soldiers, covered in blood, because of the war, many, many people died......

Feng Qingli: "......"

The Heavenly Pivot City, where Yun Wan's sister is located, has not been at war in the past twenty years.

How could Sister Yun Wan dream of war?

The wind is clear and incomprehensible.

However, at this time, Fu Ling'an, the tyrant of the Northern Abyss, was in the imperial study, and he could take Xiao Yanbao over to ask for clarification.

Xiao Yanbao was a little surprised to see that the emperor's uncle didn't take her to Fengmian's brother's study.

"The emperor has to go around, where are we going?"

Feng Qingli petted the little guy's upturned little nose.

"The emperor has to take Yanbao to the imperial study to see someone."

Xiao Yanbao blinked his eyes wide and nodded curiously.

"Oh!"

Feng Qingli smiled, hugged the little guy and walked straight to the imperial study.

As soon as I stepped into the imperial study, my arms suddenly became empty.

In the imperial study, the dragon shadow guard hurriedly appeared to escort him.

Xiao Yanbao blinked, and the dragon shadow guard who rushed over to escort him was blocked by the wires.

The two dragon shadow guards were stunned.

Feng Qingli didn't notice this, his eyes locked tightly on Fu Ling'an, who was as fast as lightning and scooped Xiao Yanbao over.

The body suddenly took off, and then fell into a familiar embrace, and the stunned little Yanbao's eyes widened.

The cheeks were bulging.

Slender fingers poked lightly at her bulging cheeks.

Then there was Fu Ling'an's doting and smiling voice.

"Yanbao, call your uncle!"

Xiao Yanbao came to her senses at this time, recognized Fu Ling'an, who was holding her, and shouted happily with her hands and feet in his arms.

"Dear Doudou, you come~"

Feng Qingli looked at the empty embrace and grinded his teeth.

Long Yingwei wanted to speak and stopped.

Feng Qingli waved his hand and told them to retreat first.

Fu Ling'an, who jumped over, held Xiao Yanbao in his arms and pinched her fleshy little cheeks affectionately.

"Happy New Year, Yanbao."

Xiao Yanbao responded happily.

"Happy New Year, light health (health and health), happy and happy!"

Feng Qingli looked at it with heavy eyes, turned around and walked to the dragon chair next to him and sat down.

When Fu Ling'an and Xiao Yanbao were talking, his gaze stayed on Fu Ling'an's beautiful male and female face.

Mu Ling was telling the truth.

Fu Ling'an is indeed seven or eight points similar to Sister Yun Wan in his memory.

It's a little word...... also resembles Fu Ling'an.

My nephew is like an uncle!

Even at this point, Feng Qingli was still a little incredulous.

Xiao Yanbao's own uncle is actually the famous tyrant of the Northern Abyss!

And Xiao Yanbao's mother, the little girl who saved him back then, was actually the high priest of Tianshu City.

The dignified high priest of Tianshu City actually lost his memory and became a little aunt in his Eastern Imperial Kingdom Gu Xiangfu......

Before entering the house, she was pregnant.

No wonder just now at the East Palace, Xiao Yanbao said that A-Niang dreamed of war.

Xiao Yanbao's mother, what did his Yunwan sister experience before she lost her memory?

What role does the Heavenly Machine Hall of Heavenly Pivot City play in it?

The high priest quietly changed people, did all the elders of the Heavenly Machine Hall of Tianshu City know or not?

One question after another.

Feng Qingli thought of the assassination that Xiao Yanbao and others encountered outside the palace some time ago.

For so long, none of the Qi family in Nanxiang have survived.

He has always wondered what the purpose of the Qi family's dead soldiers in Nanxiang is be.

Now the answer is forthcoming.

The Assassins are here for the sake of the little words!

Today's Empress of Nanxiang Kingdom, the High Priest of Tianshu City, definitely has a problem!

caused his Yunwan sister to die early, and he still wanted Xiao Yanbao's life......

I can ask him about the wind and leave!

[Whew! Treasures, continue to roll and sell dreams for five-star praise~ Regarding Xiao Yanbao's speech, three-year-old children are vague in some words, such as Mi's baby said taxi when he was three years old, and he would say it as a tuk-tuk, look, it's Tantan, let me explore]