The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Su Fuliu thought about it carefully, and then replied: "The little one doesn't regret knowing the prince, the prince is so good to the young one, so good that he doesn't care about his life, how can the young one regret it, please allow the young one to say something boldly. "

"Say."

"The lord saved him with his life, so the little one's life will belong to the lord, from now on the lord will be the little one's best friend, best brother!"

Feng Muting chuckled lightly: "It's really presumptuous, to dare to call me brother and brother."

Su Fuliu smirked: "That's why the little one just said please allow the little one to be unrestrained."

"Well, this king is a little thirsty." Feng Muting said.

Su Fuliu nodded immediately: "Okay, my lord, wait a moment!"

After finishing speaking, he ran to the edge of the table, poured a glass of water, and brought it over: "Come on, my lord, let me give you a drink."

He reached out and handed the cup to Feng Muting's mouth.

Feng Muting drank it in one gulp: "This king still wants to eat fruit."

"Okay, my lord, wait a moment!" After Su Fuliu responded, he immediately ran out of the room to look for fruit.

Looking at his busy back, Feng Muting couldn't help smiling.

After a long time, Su Fuliu came back with a plate of fruit: "I kept the prince waiting for a long time. The fruits are here. The small ones have been cut into small pieces for you, so that the small ones can be fed to the prince."

"Well, it's quite thoughtful." Feng Muting praised.

Su Fuliu said with a smile: "That's right, you can't always let the prince think that you are clumsy, you have to let him see the capable side of you!"

Feng Muting smiled and said nothing.

Su Fuliu pursed her lips: "My lord, don't look disbelieving, the younger one will definitely try to make the lord change his view of the younger one. Since the younger one is now the lord's attendant, he must be a qualified attendant!"

Looking at Su Fuliu's swearing expression, Feng Muting couldn't help laughing: "I will wait and see."

"My lord, just wait and see!" Su Fuliu had found a new goal in life.

Feng Muting didn't answer the words, just looked at Su Fuliu who was a little silly like that, it looked really easy to deceive.

Therefore, he had to watch carefully, for such a little fool might be able to cheat away even a candy.

For the next few days, Su Fuliu took care of Feng Muting very carefully, and prepared delicious food for him every day.

Feng Muting didn't have a fever either, and he recovered very well, which made Su Fuliu heave a sigh of relief.

It's just that when he thinks that Feng Muting will leave a big ugly scar on his back in the future, he feels very sorry.

Right now, he was sitting by the bed, staring blankly at Feng Muting's back.

Now the wound on his back has scabbed over, but he still looks hideous.

Feng Muting glanced at him: "What's the matter, why do you look unhappy?"

"My lord, I'm afraid there will be a big ugly scar on my back." Su Fuliu said.

Feng Muting smiled: "It's okay, it's not normal for a man to have some scars on his body."

"Yes, but if the prince marries a daughter-in-law, what if the daughter-in-law runs away in fright when she sees such a big scar on the prince's back?" Su Fuliu asked again.

Feng Muting thought for a while, and then said: "From now on, if I want to find a wife, I will find a daughter-in-law who is not afraid of this scar."

Su Fuliu nodded: "Mmm..."

"Then are you afraid?"

Su Fuliu froze for a moment, then shook his head: "The little one is not afraid, the little one is just distressed and guilty."

"It's fine if you're not afraid..." Feng Muting's eyes flickered slightly.

"My lord's scar was left to save the little one, how could the little one be afraid." Su Fuliu replied.

Just as the two were discussing the scar, there was a sound of footsteps outside...