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

"Don't you think it's strange why the dignified princess would do such a dirty thing?" Feng Muting said.

When Su Fuliu, who was originally very uncomfortable, heard this, his curiosity was suddenly aroused again.

He turned to face Feng Muting, blinked his eyes and asked, "Why?"

Feng Muting successfully diverted his attention and made him less restrained.

"Her mother and concubine used this kind of low-handed means to ascend to the throne. Like a mother, there must be a daughter, understand?"

After hearing this, Su Fuliu couldn't help being speechless: "So that's how it is."

Then, he said: "However, if her mother and concubine treat the emperor like this, and the emperor is not as powerless as the young one, shouldn't the emperor kill her directly?"

"It can only be said that her concubine's methods are better than hers, and her father is very fond of her methods. Men, there are a few who don't like her, so you are indifferent to the emperor's sister's initiative."

Su Fuliu thought for a while, and then asked: "What about the prince, does the prince eat this?"

"No." Feng Muting replied without hesitation.

Su Fuliu smiled: "It seems that both the young one and the prince are good men!"

Feng Muting looked at his silly look, and said: "You mean, the emperor is not a good man?"

Su Fuliu was shocked, and then immediately explained: "The little one didn't mean that, the little one just said that we are good men, but didn't say that the emperor is not a good man, the prince should not talk nonsense, if this reaches the emperor's ears , the small head will be lost."

"Then... if you sing a little song to me, I won't tell the emperor about it." Feng Muting replied.

"Sing, sing, as long as the prince doesn't tell the emperor!" Su Fuliu immediately agreed.

He remembered the last time Feng Muting asked him to sing a little song for him, but they changed the topic while they were talking, and he didn't sing in the end.

Tonight was the first time he sang a little song for Feng Muting.

Moreover, it is still so close to sing.

"Well, let's sing. If the singing is good and I like it very much, then I will stop talking about it. If the singing is not good, then I will have to think about it." Feng Muting laughed.

"The young ones will definitely sing seriously, but the prince also has to listen carefully and evaluate carefully." Su Fuliu said.

"Well, let's sing."

"Okay, the little one will sing one—Shui Xiu Yin."

"Ah."

Afterwards, Su Fuliu began to sing softly.

Feng Muting watched him sing very seriously.

After singing, Su Fuliu immediately looked at Feng Muting, and asked expectantly: "How is it, my lord, does it sound good?"

"It sounds good."

"Then the prince has to keep his promise, but he can't go to the emperor to sue the young one."

"Well, don't tell me."

Su Fuliu chuckled, it seems that he is not useless.

Unexpectedly, singing can also save lives.

Just when he was complacent, Feng Muting asked: "I listened to this song, did my water sleeve break?"

Su Fuliu nodded: "Yes, it seems that the prince really listened to Xiao's singing very seriously."

But Feng Muting laughed: "I think this song should be renamed, it shouldn't be called Shui Xiu Yin."

"If it's not called Shui Xiu Yin, what is it called?"

Feng Muting slightly raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

Su Fuliu curled her lips, then thought about what Feng Muting said just now, and thought about the title of the song, and instantly understood.

He blushed immediately, feeling uncomfortable again.

He thought about it, then explained...