I want to return this princess

Chapter 59 I want plastic surgery!

I have to say that Song Yihuan can't tell what's wrong with this understanding, but it feels weird to fully agree with it.

However, Feng Muqing was very relieved that Song Yihuan could understand this way, at least she didn't really classify the gentle and the gentle scum into the same category.

Feng Muqing stepped out of the room in twos and threes, but Song Yihuan was still walking in place.

Sensing Feng Muqing's unfriendly eyes, Song Yihuan pursed his lips, "You told me to be gentle...so I want to walk like a tortoise, but...it seems like I can't walk..."

Feng Muqing's expression darkened, "You can walk as you usually do!"

"Sometimes like this, and then like that... you man, how can you change your face faster than turning the pages of a book?" Song Yihuan angrily dragged his long clothes and moved towards Feng Muqing. It's outrageous!"

"!!!" Lian Qiao's hands trembled in shock, and the jewelry box in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Wang Concubine..." Lian Qiao was on the verge of crying, her master was really desperate, she dared to say such words against the prince.

If the master made a mistake, they would not be able to escape punishment as slaves.

Lianqiao was not worried about being punished, but she was afraid that Song Yihuan would end badly if he angered the prince.

After all, Song Yihuan is still a child, so he is easy to take care of on weekdays. Everyone likes him, and he is a good master. Lianqiao doesn't want to see Song Yihuan being blamed, nor does she want to change hands.

Everyone noticed the change in Feng Muqing's face, but Song Yihuan was fiddling with the hem of the skirt in boredom, and didn't have time to look up at Feng Muqing at all, so he missed the opportunity to rein in the precipice.

"What Ah Si said is indeed true. Men these days are more troublesome than women, and they are difficult to serve!" Song Yihuan complained, and his little face was pulled into a ball.

Feng Muqing doubted his ears a little. Was he... not only educated by a child, but also despised and disgusted?
It is unbearable to say that he is getting more and more shameless, and even add fuel to the fire, thinking that he is tossing and hard to serve? !

Everyone thought that Feng Muqing would get angry, but Feng Muqing waved to Song Yihuan calmly, "Come here, I will take you away."

After Feng Muqing said this, Song Yihuan's mood improved a little bit. It's best not to have to walk by himself with such cumbersome clothes.

As soon as Song Yihuan walked up to Feng Muqing's side, Feng Muqing picked up the collar of his back and lifted him into the air like an eagle catching a chick.

Song Yihuan, who was suddenly weightless, flapped his short legs in the air, making a lot of noise.

Feng Muqing, on the other hand, kept holding Song Yihuan motionless.

"You lied!" What about the promised hug?The difference is too big!Song Yihuan felt wronged.

Feng Muqing completely ignored Song Yihuan's aggrieved face, "You asked for it!"

Song Yihuan felt uncomfortable from being strangled, and stretched out his chubby hand to try to remove the big hand that was grabbing the back of her neck.

But just as she stretched out her hand, Feng Muqing let go of it suddenly...

"Ah!" Song Yihuan panicked instantly, his double chin popped out in fright.

Lian Qiao's startled breathing stopped, and she wanted to pick up Song Yihuan, but it was too late.

Seeing that her face was about to fall to the ground, Song Yihuan mourned silently, fearing that she might not be able to keep her title of the number one little beauty in the capital.

"A Si said that you can have plastic surgery if your face is disfigured, and you can still look better than before. I want plastic surgery!"

(End of this chapter)