The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

Chu Fengjin looked at the lake for a while, then put it on the pole and stood up.

Long Qian noticed that the movement of his left hand was not so sensitive, and immediately went over to hold his right arm.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you also injured in your left hand? Me too." She pressed her head against Chu Fengjin, "Why are we, father and daughter, so miserable!"

Chu Fengjin paused, coughed slightly, and continued to move forward.

"What do you want to eat? Tell the butler."

"I want to eat sweet and sour carp, fresh meatballs, fried chicken wings, spicy shrimps, and a side of sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed pork ribs and..."

"Something plain!" Before Long Qian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chu Fengjin softly.

The butler, who was counting on his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, but did not interrupt.

Long Qian pursed her lips and continued: "Tomato scrambled eggs, spicy shredded potatoes, lion head..."

"Green vegetable lion head?" Chu Fengjin patted Long Qian's head lovingly, "Didn't you go out to play? They didn't give you anything to eat?"

Long Qian pursed her pink lips slightly and complained: "It's all my money. Uncle Nine Emperors, I have no money. Can you give me some charity?"

"It's okay to eat, but don't talk to me about money." Chu Fengjin panicked.

How could he forget that this little guy is very expensive?Forget about eating!He can still afford to raise just one daughter.

Long Qian's pink lips moved even higher, so wronged!Who wouldn’t feel aggrieved when I couldn’t even reach out for money when I got home?
However, it feels so good to be at home!Fantastic.

Feiyun followed the two of them without saying a word. It was him who failed to protect Long Qian. It was natural for the prince to blame him.

Fortunately, the prince's injury was not serious.

Feiyun knew that as long as Long Qian came, his prince would be in a better mood.

The butler quickly prepared meals for them, and the table was full of dishes.

Long Qian smelled the familiar aroma, and most of the fatigue from the journey dissipated.

"Aren't you coming over yet?" She poured a cup of tea for Chu Fengjin and looked back at the two people behind her.Feiyun led Yue'er and walked over and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I brought them back."

"Do you still know to come back?" Chu Fengjin snorted coldly.

Long Qian patted him on the back and said with a smile: "It'll be fine when you come back. Why are you angry?"

"You are almost old enough to be a grandfather. Uncle Nine Emperors should take care of your health!"

Chu Fengjin looked away and looked at her: "What kind of grandpa should I be?"

Long Qian touched his handsome facial features, pursed his lips and smiled.

"That's right. Uncle Nine Emperors is so young, how can he be old enough to be a grandfather? From now on, Feiyun's children will call you Uncle Nine Emperors like me, okay?"

"What kid?" Chu Fengjin frowned again and looked back at Yue'er beside Feiyun.

Feiyun was also a little stunned, but he quickly came to his senses.

"Yue'er." He hugged Hu Yue sideways and asked her to stand up. "Are you pregnant? Why didn't you tell me?"

Feiyun also stood up, supported the confused Yue'er, and came to sit opposite Chu Fengjin and Long Qian.

"When did it happen? Did I... hurt you? You should tell me, I..."

Remembering that there were other people in the wing, Feiyun's cheeks turned red, he coughed lightly and closed his mouth.

But the joy in his heart could not be hidden, no matter what.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He couldn't help but lean down and put his head on Yue'er's belly, "How long has it been? Is it inappropriate?"

Long Qian and Chu Fengjin looked at each other and picked up their chopsticks almost at the same time.

As long as they are happy, they are happy to be able to eat and save some rice. (End of chapter)