Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

"Is the Queen going to worry about my marriage?" There was no warmth in Nanfeng's emerald green eyes. When he looked at people, it was as if he wanted to freeze them into ice.

The Queen smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't this because the Imperial Master has no one around him who cares about himself? If the Imperial Master doesn't mean it, then I'll just say it."

The little stone spirit sat on Nanfeng's table, holding his chin and looking at the queen. "She doesn't take the poor little thing seriously~"

For a moment, the air was filled with an awkward atmosphere. Su Bian looked at it for a while and stood up to break the atmosphere. "My dear ministers, please stand up first. I have held a banquet today so that you can have a good time. There is no need to be formal."

Who can have the most fun if you two big Buddhas sit here?

The ministers complained silently in their hearts, but they all looked grateful and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Bian took the upper seat first and signaled the queen to stop standing there. Didn't you see that the imperial teacher was a little unhappy?

The queen suppressed her resentment and sat down next to the emperor without even looking at Nanfeng.

As the dignitaries took their seats, dancers and musicians poured into the hall and began to play music and dance, and the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.

The ministers were greeting each other below, no matter if it was sincere or not, they still had to do the superficial work. Only one person on the prince's side was out of tune.

He sat there alone, eating his meal with an expressionless face. Anyone could see that he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to offend him. Everyone knew that this was the beloved daughter of the Imperial Master.

Su Junhuai suppressed the discomfort in his heart. He always felt that he was weird. He had felt that he was weird a long time ago. Once someone came into contact with Nanfeng, he would feel suffocated and panic.

Nanfeng is his mentor and benefactor, but why does he always dislike that he can tolerate others in his eyes? When he was a child, Nanfeng only had him in his eyes. When he was spoiled or angry, Nanfeng would let him do whatever he wanted.

He also knew that Nanfeng might find a partner, someone to accompany him for life, but he didn't want that. When he thought about someone else standing next to Nanfeng, he got so irritated that he wanted to beat someone up.

Su Junhuai worshipped General Mingwei as his teacher. General Mingwei was his grandfather's good brother. When his grandfather was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy, he was the first one who did not believe it. However, his grandfather was afraid of implicating his good brother and resolutely broke off relations with him.

General Mingwei always felt guilty towards Su Junhuai's grandfather, so when Nanfeng brought Su Junhuai to him to become his disciple, he immediately agreed.

But seeing that little Su Junhuai, he felt a little reluctant to train him like he was training the Dragon and Tiger Army. After all, this was the only bloodline of his good brother's family.

But Su Junhuai firmly disagreed with his private training and insisted on joining the Dragon Tiger Army. He was too stubborn, and Nanfeng respected his choice and did not dissuade him. General Mingwei relented and sent him to the Dragon Tiger Army.

Life in there was really hard. Every time Su Junhuai returned to Xiaoyao Palace, he would be so tired that he would fall asleep immediately. The bruises on his body, big and small, had not yet healed and many more appeared.

He put in 90% more effort than an average person. Even General Mingwei thought he was just joking at first, but now he takes his training seriously and is even stricter.

Nan Feng felt sorry for his child, but he said that he would respect Su Junhuai's choice, even if this road was not easy, he would stand by his side.

I had no choice but to apply the wound medicine to the person who had fallen asleep every night, and from time to time use my spiritual power to warm his body and bones so that he could suffer as little as possible.

Until now, Su Junhuai has stood out among his peers and no one can beat him. Even some people older than him can hardly withstand his crazy fighting style.

If it weren't for not wanting to worry Nan Feng, he might have gone even further and injured the enemy by a thousand and lost himself by eight hundred.

At first, some people in the army did not obey him, but later they were all impressed by his great perseverance despite his small body. In the army, they called him Sanlang, which comes from the idiom "Pinpin Sanlang".

I admire him not because of his status, but because of his ability. In the army, whoever has the strongest fist has the right to speak.

"Hey, Sanlang, why are you eating here alone? Come and play with us." A young man with a delicate appearance sneaked up to him and whispered to him.

"No," Su Junhuai refused without hesitation. From this angle, he could clearly see what Nanfeng was doing.

At this moment, the Right Prime Minister was talking to Nan Feng with his daughter. Nan Feng was holding his head lazily and spoke incoherently.

The Right Prime Minister is a rare neutral faction. He is upright and honest. He is a rare honest official who only cares about the people. Although he is a bit old-fashioned, if Su Junhuai has ideas about that position in the future, this old man will be the biggest help.

Otherwise, Nan Feng would not have been distracted to chat with him for a few more words. He had been paying attention to the little guy eating alone, thinking about whether to take him out to play earlier.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone looking for him. After knowing who it was, he concentrated on chatting with the old man You Xiang, and didn't notice that there was a girl next to him.

"Ah~ Sanlang, don't be so disappointing. Father said there will be a lantern festival tonight. You have not been out of the palace for a hundred years. Today, His Majesty is happy to allow the princes and princesses to go out of the palace to play once. Don't you want to seize the opportunity? It's up to you, Qiuqiu." The boy has a soft temper and a soft voice, like a glutinous rice ball. No one can resist his coquettishness.

But he wanted to go out with Nanfeng. Su Junhuai saw that Nanfeng had not looked at him. He felt uncomfortable and his nose was a little sour unconsciously. He had not cried for many years. It was embarrassing to cry because of such a small thing.

Mu Zijin followed his gaze and looked at the Imperial Master who was talking to someone on the high platform. She understood something in her heart. "You don't want to go out with the Imperial Master, do you? With his status, how could he suddenly leave the hall? Come on, come on and go out and play with us."

Mu Zijin is the youngest son of General Mu Haoxuan of Mingwei. He was spoiled because he was born in old age and grew up in a honey pot. He was born at a good time and the country was peaceful and the people did not need him to join the army. His eldest and second brothers were worse off than him anyway.

But they have all made great achievements and started families, and they love their youngest brother very much.

"Zijin, forget it. I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest." Su Junhuai was a little depressed. He felt that the man must have forgotten what he promised him.

Mu Zijin knew that his good brother was raised by the Imperial Master and was very dependent on him. In the five years since they met, he had seen how much Su Junhuai was attached to the Imperial Master.

"Okay, okay, then when you have time to go to the Dragon Tiger Army training camp, ask your brother to bring me a message and I'll come to play with you, okay?" Mu Zijin blinked his big, sparkling eyes. His family couldn't stand this trick of his the most.

Su Junhuai was no exception. "Okay, go play, I'll leave after I finish eating."

Mu Zijin got the answer he wanted and then happily took out the peach blossom cake he brought for his good brother before entering the palace. "I bought it for you. You must finish it. There are not many left. I'm leaving first." After saying that, he patted his butt and left.

Su Junhuai reluctantly opened the peach blossom cake inside the oil paper. It was intact and it was obvious how carefully the person who brought him here kept it.

He picked up one and ate it, then he lost his appetite and didn't want to eat anymore. It was obviously his favorite pastry, but he was in a bad mood and couldn't eat it.

I sat there for a while feeling a little depressed, and then I took a sip of the clear "water" in the cup. It tasted a little sweet and fragrant, but it tasted weird. However, after drinking it, my mood inexplicably improved.

He poured himself a few more cups and drank them. Gradually, his vision became double, his cheeks became hot, he shook his head and felt a little dizzy, then he fell on the table and lost consciousness.

Nan Feng had just sent the talkative old man away, and subconsciously looked at his son, only to find him lying motionless on the table. He frowned and stood up without paying attention to other people's gazes.

I walked down the stairs towards the prince's seat...

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Hey, our "straightforward" Huai Huai is going to start speaking frankly~

The next chapter is guaranteed to be sweet~