On the carriage...

Feng Zhenwu also had a dreamy smile on his face~

"I said, Xiao Shier, I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm not going to be normal?! I don't worry about being furious when I smile like this~" The nineteenth prince reached out to sway Feng Zhenwu's eyes, and then said with disgust.

"Not afraid, no fear~" Feng Zhenwu still smiled and couldn't stop talking, "Uncle Nineteen, do you know, I'm going to have a son soon..."

"I know..." The nineteenth prince was full of black lines and didn't want to remind this person that he could see the end of the matter today from beginning to end, so how could he not know?!

"It's nothing to know, I'm happy. I'll tell you again~ Uncle Nineteen, I'm going to have a son..." Feng Zhenwu's big mouth couldn't help but grin back a little, just about to grin behind his head. Okay, in this way, he looks more like a second fool~

You can't blame him, he is so happy. He and the princess have lived alone for a lifetime, but they never thought that when they get old, they actually picked up their eldest son for nothing. They are still the eldest son who matches his relationship with the princess. He was so happy that he laughed off his front teeth, and he was already polite, but he laughed foolishly and did nothing!

Even if this son was carefully raised from childhood, there is a risk of accidentally raising the big waste that he hates. However, if this is a free eldest son, they don’t have to worry about raising him. Such a young man doesn’t need any special care. On the contrary, he has a companion to practice swords and guns and drinks a little wine!

Moreover, the child is so old that he can say that his wife has a fat boy in a blink of an eye. Oh oh, that is a fat big baby with white and tender flesh. Just by imagination, he couldn't help but want to drool. When drinking with his old comrades, the old guys always arrogant him with these fat babies at home. He looked like he was so loving, but he always disliked him, which made him jealous.

If he doesn't work, he has to talk to the princess. When Boy Feng recognizes them, he will ask the princess to quickly meet his good son, try to marry his daughter-in-law quickly, and then give birth to a fat baby for him. At that time, he will also complain about his naughty little tricks when drinking with his old comrades, pulling his beard, peeing in his arms, and climbing onto his neck to ride a horse!

Okay, I really admire this person who has thought so far. Now that my son has not officially recognized him, he has already started to think of his grandchildren here. It is really admirable~

but……

Dear, no matter how much you think about it, should you care about the expression on your face? I really want to take a mirror and take a look at you. Your little expression is not exaggerated by the words "terrible" to describe it. Or, dear, why don't you look aside and pay attention to the little eyes of Mr. Mingwu, the 19th Prince of the People, and you really don't notice that people are full of disgust for you like this stupidity?

Especially the Nineteenth Prince, he could no longer help but roll his eyes and rolled his eyes over, pulled his sleeves, and ignored this girl and pretended not to know her anymore.

Really, I'm talking about the two most important pillars in the army of our Fengluan Dynasty. Just like that..., ~, I really doubt whether the opponents he met before were all two fools, otherwise why wouldn't even be able to fight this two fool in front of me!

However, soon, the Nineteenth Prince discovered that his evaluation was too early, because Feng Zhenwu, who was thinking about the future, suddenly woke up and turned around and looked back at Mr. Mingwu and the Nineteenth Prince.

"Mr. Mingwu..."

"Uncle Nineteen..."

100% sweet, so sweet that it can be so greasy~

If such a voice was made by a young girl in her 28 years old, it would definitely be so soft that she could scream softly with her bones and skin. She would mention the stars to you, and you wouldn't dare to send her the moon, and you wouldn't want to hold her to the sky. But!

The problem is that the one who made this sound is a big man, and he is an old man with crane hair and a chicken skin (Feng Zhenwu: Is it that exaggerated? What is an old man with crane hair and a chicken skin? Just our body is full of healthy flesh, and how many can compare to it?!), but it makes people feel numb...

"Xiao Shier, speak well, otherwise I will arrest you or not and throw it out of the car~" The nineteenth prince rubbed the little chicken skin on his arms, staring at Feng Zhenwu with a threatening look, and next to him was Mr. Mingwu with his eyes full of approval.

I have to say that Feng Zhenwu's voice was really powerful just now. Even a master like Mr. Mingwu, who has the best meditation skills, could not resist it~

"Just speak well, just talk well, is it so fierce?" Feng Zhenwu murmured in a low voice. But under the threatening eyes of the Nineteenth Prince and Mr. Mingwu, he didn't dare to act evil again. Cough, what, he still has something to ask these two to cooperate later. Even if he is a monster, he has to change the time. He has done the matter and does it again after finishing it, right?

But when it comes to doing things...

Feng Zhenwu's little eyes shining. Hehe, he had thought about it for so long and so many of them before. Those plans would be a little bit inadequate. But if Mr. Mingwu and Uncle Nineteen could cooperate with him, his plans could be bolder and bolder, and help his future baby son earn more~

"Well, Mr. Mingwu, Uncle Nineteenth, it's still early. Why don't you go to our cup of tea? Now, some new teas are just in the tea garden below. I, a big man, don't know the good or bad. How about Mr. Mingwu and Uncle Nineteenth help me?" Feng Zhenwu asked.

"Well, I'll bother Prince Wu in this way." Mr. Mingwu nodded first.

"Mr. Mingwu's honor is my honor!" Feng Zhenwu said hurriedly, "That 19th Uncle..."

"As long, just go~" The nineteenth prince nodded, "I heard that you have hired a new chef in your mansion. That beautiful soup is the imperial chef in the palace who is not as good as the one in the palace..."

"Oh, but coincidentally, the cook made his best soup today. It is said that the soup is the most nurturing, but why would the 19th Uncle use dinner with his nephew and try this soup by the way? If it is easy to say, the nephew will ask the cook to write the recipe for the 19th Uncle, which is also considered the filial piety of his nephew..."

This time, Feng Zhenwu was quite eye-catching, and he knew the elegance of the 19th Prince. Just look at his body shape, he knew that the 19th Prince didn’t like anything else, but he loved this delicious bite. Since Feng Zhenwu was filial, he naturally wanted to give face...
Chapter completed!