Chapter 245 Back to the Door
"Really? What did he say?"

Feng Xinlan looked suspiciously at Zhan Wenjiang next to him.

"Although, I still think it's better for you to be my queen, Aunt Huang, but a group of people were talking here just now, and after hearing your news, Uncle Huang rushed out without saying a word. I'm still very satisfied with this. It can be regarded as his love for you."

The little emperor folded his hands on his chest, raised his chin, and said arrogantly.

"Pfft."

Hearing the little emperor's words, Feng Xinlan couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling, this child is so cute, his appearance as a little adult is really too cute.

Her dimple was like a blooming rose, enchanting and dazzling, making the little emperor next to her stunned.

It was the first time he saw Aunt Huang smile. At this moment, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if a deer hit his heart, making his heart beat violently.

"Aunt Huang, kick this old man and wait for me to grow up, okay?"

The little emperor straightened his face, looked at Feng Xinlan solemnly, and asked seriously. After finishing speaking, he fixed his eyes on hers, waiting for the answer.

"You haven't even grown your hair yet, and you still want to grab a woman from me. You're still a little tender. Let's talk about it when you grow up."

Zhan Wenjiang had a gloomy face, covered with dark clouds, and looked at the little emperor with a strong warning.

"I've grown up, I'm eight years old!"

The little emperor retorted unconvinced, and after finishing speaking, he straightened his chest, looking like a man.

"Oh, don't think about it, you already have someone as the empress, the only daughter of Taifu Su's family, I will let you two get married after you reach the crown!"

Zhan Wenjiang glanced at him with disdain, and said in a contemptuous tone.

"How dare you! I am the emperor!"

The little emperor blew his nose and stared angrily at his words. He stood on the dragon chair and looked down at him with an expression of dissatisfaction.

"A puppet emperor with no real power, come and tell me when you become an adult."

Zhan Wenjiang snorted coldly, and looked at him with disdain, the sarcasm in his eyes was undisguised.

"I will definitely become the emperor, Uncle Emperor, just wait and see!"

The little emperor clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

"The king will wait and see."

After Zhan Wenjiang finished speaking indifferently, he turned and left.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xinlan couldn't help shaking her head, these two people are really two childish ghosts.

"Hmph, wait! I will definitely push you off the stage! Then I will impress you!"

The little emperor shouted angrily towards his back, the little emperor shouted angrily towards his back, very aggressive.

"Anytime."

Zhan Wenjiang took Feng Xinlan away without looking back.

"Why did you provoke him like this?"

Back in the mansion, Feng Xinlan shook her head helplessly.

"Nowadays there are mixed eyes in the court, and he is still young. If I don't encourage him, I'm afraid he will really become a puppet emperor in the future."

Zhan Wenjiang gently hugged Feng Xinlan into his arms, with a low and gentle tone.

"You, you, it's obviously for his own good, but you have such a vicious look. You should be nicer and gentler to him. Aren't you afraid that he will hate you in the future?"

Feng Xinlan shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Sitting in the seat of the Ninety-Five Supreme, this is unbearable? Then what face does he have to occupy the position?"

Zhan Wenjiang frowned in disgust, as if he was uncomfortable with her suggestion, and then snorted coldly, "If he can't even tell right from wrong, I think he's done well with this dragon chair."

"His Royal Highness the Regent is mighty~"

Seeing his disgusted look, Feng Xinlan couldn't help laughing, reached out and touched his head, laughing and joking.

"It's wrong, it's not the regent, it's your good husband."

Zhan Wenjiang grabbed her troublesome little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and looked at her with a smile, his eyes were burning, which made Feng Xinlan's heart tremble slightly.

"What are you doing in the daylight!"

Seeing his appearance, Feng Xinlan broke away from his palm in a panic, and lowered her head shyly.

"What am I afraid of in my own home, and being seen by outsiders?"

Zhan Wenjiang said disapprovingly, he took Feng Xinlan's arm and put it around his waist, bringing the two closer. His nose touched hers, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Oh, stop making trouble, let go of me, it's not good for others to see."

Feng Xinlan twisted her waist shyly, avoiding him.

"Don't move, let me hug you."

Zhan Wenjiang held her tightly in his arms, buried his head on her neck, greedily smelled the fragrance that belonged to her, and deeply absorbed the fragrance emanating from her body.

Feng Xinlan couldn't break free, and could only let him hold her, feeling his breath spraying against her ears, making her cheeks burn and her ears turn red.

"Are you tired these two days?"

Feng Xinlan looked at the tired look in his eyes, and asked with concern, she knew that he must be very busy.

"Well, I'm exhausted, Lan'er rub it for me."

Zhan Wenjiang closed his eyes and said with enjoyment.

"it is good."

Feng Xinlan reached out and kneaded his shoulders.

"Hey, no need, I'll just hug."

Zhan Wenjiang didn't expect that she would really massage him. With a look of surprise on his face, he opened his eyes and saw her little hands gently pressing on his shoulders. A warm current surged up in his heart, and he hugged her tightly. in the arms.

Feng Xinlan was also taken aback by his actions, looked up at him, and found the tenderness in his eyes, which made her shudder, with a hint of sweetness in her heart, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sorry Lan'er, these days, the court is a little busy, I may not care about you, I'm sorry."

After a long time, Zhan Wenjiang bowed his head and kissed Feng Xinlan's forehead, and said guiltily.

"I know, it's okay, you are busy with your work, I will take care of myself."

Feng Xinlan said softly, her eyes were watery, which made people feel affectionate and distressed, and made people's hearts soften.

"Lan'er is really understanding."

Zhan Wenjiang said he was very busy, but he was really not humble. He was really busy, he was so busy that he didn't even go to bed until the early hours of the morning.

"Lan'er, this... the prince didn't come back with you?"

At the door-to-door banquet, Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Xinlan who was feasting, and asked with some doubts.

"Well, he has important things to do, so he didn't come back with me, mother, don't worry."

Feng Xinlan said with a smile.

"Oh, that's right, I thought he'd come back with you."

Mrs. Feng said with a sigh.

"Lan'er, did he say when he will come over?"

After waiting for a while, Mrs. Feng couldn't help asking.

"This, I don't know, it should be soon, after all, he is very busy now."

Feng Xinlan frowned slightly and said.

"Do you know, on the day of returning to the door, what does it mean for only the bride to come back?"

(End of this chapter)

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