Chapter 1438 Involuntary

Liu Yusheng sympathized with Duan Ting very much.

Having been at ease under Bei Canghuang's eyelids for so many years, it is probably very uncomfortable to be born on the rock of Fengqingbai and hit the rocks frequently.

But she can only sympathize, her man likes to play this trick, and she can't help it.

After comforting herself to make herself feel at ease, Liu Yusheng soon put down her hands, waited for the luggage on the carriage to be brought in and put them away, and after arranging the guest room, she took the three children to wash up.

When walking, the pace is really fast.

In this way, it has nothing to do with her whether she is angry or not in the hall.

"Mother, Uncle Duan is so pitiful."

"As soon as Daddy spoke, Uncle Duan's face was as bright red as if his little aunt's rouge had been applied."

"There's also purple, like poison. Uncle Qinglian's little rabbit has a purple mouth!"

One big, three small ones gradually drifted away, and the baby's childish voice still faintly drifted in.

Duan Ting's face was blue and red, and he looked at Feng Qingbai expressionlessly.

However, the person on the opposite side was not affected by the knife at all, holding a cup of tea, leisurely and contented.

"After freshening up, see you in the lobby half an hour before Youshi." Duan Ting turned the wheelchair and walked out, not wanting to stay here any longer.

"Go slowly, don't send."

The wheelchair stopped, and the man turned his head and said angrily, "This is my home!" He was so angry that he lost his mind, and he couldn't care about royal etiquette and words.

Feng Qingbai put down his teacup, stood up, calmly, "Then you should let me go first. There is no reason to leave the guests first."

Duan Ting twitched the corner of his mouth, watching the man walk away slowly.

Forgive his blindness, but he really didn't see anything about Nanling King as a guest.

At the right time of You, Feng Qingbai and Duan Ting entered the palace together.

Liu Yusheng and three children were left in Prince Ting's mansion, and the table was full of sumptuous meals.

The King of Nanling and his party were distinguished guests, and Duan Ting had specially ordered that the dishes in the kitchen should be as rich and delicate as possible, and they dared not neglect in the slightest.

The three children ate so much that their mouths were full of oil.

"Mother, the food in Beicang is also delicious, and many dishes are only available in Uncle Jinzi's restaurant." Croton gnawed on the sauced pig's trotters, his mouth was full, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"These dishes are learned from your Uncle Jinzi's restaurant." Liu Yusheng smiled, and took a handkerchief to wipe the sauce from the corners of the baby's mouth.

On the side, Qi Qi slowed down while eating, and blinked at Liu Yusheng.

Looking at Liu Yusheng with joy, he also used a handkerchief to wipe off the grease stains on the corners of Qi Qi's mouth, "Eat slowly."

Wa'er smiled, her eyes were shallow, overflowing with happiness and satisfaction.

The current Qiqi, from time to time, will show a little naivety, just for a little attention.

The small appearance made Liu Yusheng's heart soft and soft.

"Mother, I want it too." On the other side, Hongdou also came over to join in the fun with her mouth pouted, and the dinner table was full of excitement.

The children are also sensible, after a while, they will pay extra attention when eating, so as not to dirty their little faces, and make their mother take care of them all the time, but they can't eat.

Looking at the dishes brought by the children on the dishes in front of him, and looking around at the three smiling faces, at that moment, the exhaustion of the past few days felt nothing at all.

At this time, the banquet in Beicang Palace also started.

The banquet was held in the name of entertaining the King of Nanling. In addition to Bei Canghuang, a few surviving children of the royal family, there were also a group of courtiers.

As the eunuch sang the report and Feng Qingbai appeared at the entrance of the banquet, the atmosphere of the whole banquet began to change quietly.

Duan Ting turned the wheelchair and walked beside him, and the two entered the room side by side.

He knew in his heart that this banquet was a Hongmen banquet.

"My lord came from a long way, why didn't you send a letter to me earlier, so that I can send someone to welcome the honored guest." After greeting each other, the superior Bei Cang laughed loudly.

"Tingwang has already fulfilled all the courtesies of the Beicang royal family, there is no need to disturb the emperor's holy car." Feng Qingbai took his seat, neither humble nor overbearing, and his gestures were calm.

"Prince Ting really helped me save my heart this time, and I should be credited with a reward."

Duan Ting hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed, "It's what I should do to share my father's worries, and I dare not take credit for it."

"You are my most beloved son, and if I say meritorious service is meritorious service!" Bei Cang pretended to be angry, and slapped the armrest of the seat with his big hand, and the eyelids of the people at the banquet twitched, and their hearts arose.

Duan Ting's eyes were full of sarcasm, this time he no longer tried to evade, "My son thanked my father!"

In exchange, Bei laughed out loud.

In just a short moment, a few words of dialogue, but it can be seen that there have been several confrontations.

Regarding this, Feng Qingbai's face was always indifferent, and when Bei laughed wildly, he gently pulled the corner of his mouth.

Ever since the Eighth Prince was suddenly attacked and killed, Bei Cang Huang made one after another, all of which pointed out that his real favorite prince was the Eighth Prince.

But even now, he still talks about his favorite Duan Ting, which is really ironic.

Now even if he emphasizes it ten or a hundred times, how many people will believe it?

It's just that Bei Canghuang doesn't need others to believe it.

When the master came to the scene, music was played at the banquet, singing and dancing rose, and a scene of harmony and harmony began to show.

The courtiers toasted Feng Qingbai from time to time, exchanged cups, and exchanged a few irrelevant words.

The eyes of the other members of the royal family who were present also mostly fell on him, and they either laughed foolishly, or had meaningful eyes flowing, and some even smiled sarcasticly at Duan Ting.

The foolishness was completely taken over by these princes, but the authenticity of them needs to be investigated.

In order to save their lives, sometimes they have to resort to extreme measures.

Just like Duan Ting, he acted as a disabled person for several years.

The cruelty of the royal family has always been like this. Only the one who can have the last laugh is the real winner.

"Going to the banquet with you, I have become a thorn in the eyes of the royal family again." Duan Ting complained in a low voice, using the wine glass to cover up.

"Without me, you are still a thorn in the side of others. Who is sitting here who is not acting? Do you still expect brotherhood?" King Nanling replied, not polite.

Duan Ting felt a bitterness in his heart, and fell silent.

Isn't that right, unless he is dead, even if he is disabled, he will be disliked.

Being disabled, his siblings might not worry about him competing for the throne, but making fun of and belittling An Zheng, these small tricks have never been missing.

If he wants to live a good life, he can only sit in that position and be the king of Beicang.

Originally, he had no intention of competing for the throne.

But step by step, he was forced to walk on this road and couldn't help himself.

"Clang--"

There was a soft sound, and the eyelids of the people present at the banquet hall twitched again, and they couldn't help but look at the first seat in the banquet hall.

Sitting there in a hurry, the smile on Bei's face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a gloomy face. Beside him, the concubine who was lucky enough to accompany him to the table was already kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

"The emperor spares my life! The concubine was careless, no, I didn't know that I would knock over the wine glass, the emperor calm down!"

The emperor did not appease his anger, and said, "Come on, drag it down, and die with a stick!"

The third update is over, and the debt will be repaid on the 25th, which will be about ten chapters. Good night goblins.