Chapter 67
Song Yihuan has always been taught by Kang Jingyu, and he always speaks the truth.

Feng Muqing was also taken aback when he heard it, did this sound like a five-year-old child?
She herself is two years younger than Feng Shaoyuan, and she still calls Feng Shaoyuan a bear?

Although Feng Shaoyuan was indeed a bear, but from Song Yihuan's mouth, it always sounded weird.

However, Song Yihuan was right on point, Feng Shaoyuan should be disciplined, as the eldest prince, if his morals were a little poor, it would not be of any benefit to Jiangshan Sheji.

"You still have the face to criticize others? Don't look at what you look like! That's enough, stop talking nonsense, shut up obediently, and don't be presumptuous in front of the emperor and queen!"

After Feng Muqing finished speaking, he led Song Yihuan into the imperial study.

Song Yihuan pursed her mouth, and reluctantly followed Feng Muqing, but thinking that Feng Shaoyuan was the prince, she felt that she should bear it for now.

After all, Ah Si has reminded her that when meeting someone who is stronger than her backstage, don't be confrontational, it's easy to suffer, so be smart!
So, Song Yihuan secretly planned in his heart, when there are people around, she will be a caring aunt, and when no one sees, hehehe!
As soon as she entered the imperial study, Song Yihuan noticed a gaze sizing her up.

Looking along, I saw a man wearing a dragon robe sitting in the center of the front, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Song Yihuan felt a little apprehensive, and subconsciously leaned against Feng Muqing, hugging her waiting thigh, and hid half of her body behind Feng Muqing.

Seeing Song Yihuan's cowardly look, Feng Shaoyuan immediately made a face at Song Yihuan and smiled terribly.

Feng Shaoyuan's eyes clearly said: This is my father, are you afraid?Do you regret it?late!
Song Yihuan narrowed her eyes resentfully. At this moment, she was stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and she couldn't even give Feng Shaoyuan a glare in return.

Feng Muqing secretly stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yihuan away. Not only was he rude in front of the emperor, but he even hid behind him. How could he have the aura of being a princess?It is simply detrimental to the majestic image he has always established!

Feng Mudi saw Song Yihuan's timidity in his eyes, and finally couldn't hold back, he couldn't help but sneered, "As expected, the child is not scared, imperial brother, why are you bothering? You can't marry such a princess? Help you manage the housework, and I won’t be able to extend your heirs for you in ten or eight years, so the queen mother is urging you again?"

Feng Muqing's eyebrows moved slightly, which was a tacit agreement.

Song Yihuan could tell that the emperor didn't like her very much, so why did everyone think that she was too young to be worthy of the prince?
"I can do it! If I don't, I can learn it! The prince and I are working hard on the matter of extending the heir! We should be able to have a baby soon!"

Song Yihuan anxiously defended himself, trying his best to prove that he was very suitable to be Princess Yu.

Feng Muqing originally listened to what Song Yihuan said before, which was quite pleasing to his ears, and he could learn from it, very inspiring.

But... when he heard the words "Yan Mian Zi Si" blurted out from Song Yihuan's mouth, it was too late to stop him.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Yihuan finished speaking, the expressions of the emperor and empress became very subtle at the same time.

It seemed unbelievable, but he hesitated to speak.

Feng Mudi and Du Yushu looked at each other tacitly: Is what the little princess said true?Are they really working hard to extend their heirs?

 Hey, where is the recommendation ticket o(╥﹏╥)o
  


(End of this chapter)

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