I want to return this princess

Chapter 143 Lightning Rod

Chapter 143 Lightning Rod

Feng Muqing only thought that Song Yihuan was angry that he didn't carry her out of the carriage in time, so he couldn't help sighing, turned around and hugged Song Yihuan with one arm.

But when Feng Muqing was about to put Song Yihuan on the ground, the little girl's two arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and she refused to let go.

It's not easy for Feng Muqing to hold a stalemate with Song Yihuan in such a large crowd, so he can only let Song Yihuan hang on his body, with a friendly smile on his face, as if he is very considerate to help Song Yihuan tidy up the broken hair on his temples, The mouth was barely open and closed, talking in Song Yihuan's ear.

"What the hell are you doing? Hurry up and get off this king! Many ministers' carriages are coming one after another. What's the matter with you relying on this king? Didn't you keep saying that you want to be a big sister? Now you In this way, won't everyone laugh at you as a child who can't grow up?"

It's not that Feng Muqing doesn't want to hug Song Yihuan, it's just that he has to divide the occasion, today not only his colleagues who are officials in the same dynasty will attend the dinner, but also the envoys from neighboring countries.

How decent would it be if everyone watched him hugging his concubine all the time?

No matter how young Song Yihuan was, she was still his concubine, her status was there, and no one with a bad heart could deliberately slander her.

How can Song Yihuan control so much, she only knows that if she doesn't swear her sovereignty, that bad-hearted Qin Jiangyun will stick to her prince.

"Sometimes I'm a big sister, sometimes I'm a kid, just like you guys can be big or small." Song Yihuan buried his small face in Feng Muqing's neck, smelling the good smell on Feng Muqing's body with his nose, his eyes were straight Looking at Qin Jiangyun, "I'm a child now, and I just want the prince to hug me."

Sensing Song Yihuan's gaze, Qin Jiangyun chuckled lightly, and as he passed by Song Yihuan, he whispered casually to Miss Du's beside him, "This Princess Yu is really treated specially, as if she doesn't have long legs , being hugged all day, like a cripple."

Song Yihuan's ears moved, and she looked at Qin Jiangyun even more angrily, but she can't break up with Qin Jiangyun now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter who is right or wrong, as long as she provokes the incident first, it will be in the hands of others. In his eyes, it was her who was wrong.

Song Yihuan always remembered the lightning rods that Ah Si reminded her about the relationship between husband and wife. She would not give Qin Jiangyun a chance to pull her pigtails.

It won't leave everyone with the impression that Princess Yu is young and ignorant, which just adds to Feng Muqing's dislike for her.

Song Yihuan had already heard what Qin Jiangyun said, so Feng Muqing naturally heard it too. Although he didn't like Song Yihuan, no matter what, Song Yihuan was also his concubine and couldn't tolerate such insults from others. Even if he glanced sideways at Qin Jiang Yun glanced at him with a strong warning in his eyes. His family's calf must be protected by him. .

The old Prime Minister Qin is very clear-sighted, so it was inevitable that Feng Muqing would make trouble. He opened his mouth first, "Yun'er, don't talk nonsense! Where is this place? Go home if you are not clear-headed. Disgraceful in the palace!"

Qin Jiangyun is not afraid of his parents and elder brother, but is afraid of this grandfather. The old prime minister of Qin has always been upright and never favored anyone. "Yun'er knows that he is wrong. Yun'er will remember his grandfather's advice at home, talk less and watch with his eyes."

Because the old Prime Minister Qin had reprimanded Qin Jiangyun, Feng Muqing couldn't say anything more, otherwise, he would look like a petite.

(End of this chapter)

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