Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 271 Maomao wants his father

June [-]th is Xiaomao's birthday.

The palace got busy early in the morning, and Leng Luoyue got up at dawn and started making cakes.

The oven in the small kitchen of Lengxiang Palace has been set up long ago.

Leng Luoyue wanted to make a big cake, which required a lot of egg whites. She directly asked nine guards with stronger arms to enter Lengxiang Palace. Each of them sat on the corridor of Lengxiang Palace holding a copper basin, working hard Beating the egg whites in the basin.

Chaoyan Palace

After breakfast, the eleventh princess began to dress up.

She chose the most beautiful goose-yellow palace dress. The goose-yellow color is fresh and bright. Among the colorful flowers, it will definitely stand out, just like the delicate stamens of a flower.

The new palace maid cleverly combed her hair, and while combing it, she apologized for her injustice: "With the princess's color and status, she should be the crown princess. Among the princesses who have been married to other countries in the past, that one was not married to be the head wife. You were a partial princess, but you became a concubine."

To put it bluntly, this concubine is just a concubine.

Feng Zhaoer's face darkened.

Through the mirror, Qiao Xin saw the change in the princess's face, and said: "Slave, I heard from others that this Concubine Leng may make men fall in love with her witchcraft, so she can charm the prince and prince." Your Majesty. I heard someone say that I bumped into the Third Prince and Concubine Leng talking and laughing in the Imperial Garden two days ago!"

"Concubine Leng and the third prince are not very familiar with each other. The third prince is a stickler for etiquette and a foreigner. He should know better than to have private contact with the concubines in the harem, but he talked and laughed with Concubine Leng in the imperial garden without any shyness. , I’m afraid I’m also fascinated.”

Feng Zhaoer frowned: "Is there such a witchcraft that can charm all men?"

"The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. If Concubine Leng hadn't used such witchcraft, how could she have been so favored by the emperor who hated the Leng family? And Prince Jun, how could he have lost his mind and used his position as a concubine to propose marriage? Is she a palace maid?" Qiao Xin said, "Everything is weird."

Feng Zhaoer frowned and nodded, which was indeed weird.Moreover, at the reception banquet that day, many men were indeed staring at Leng Luoyue.

"I heard from people that the former Concubine Bai used witchcraft on the Emperor. She was always favored. After she was discovered, she was executed by the whole family." Qiaoxin combed the princess's long hair with a comb. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her expression in the bronze mirror. "Hey, if Prince Jun hadn't been fascinated by Concubine Leng, princess, you would have been a serious Crown Princess and the mother of Tianqi Kingdom in the future!"

"That's right." Qiao Xin seemed to have remembered something, and added, "The slave's grandmother is a goddess. She said that the powerful witchcraft can only be done on one's own body, and it will not be like that. The common kind is to tie a doll and write the person's date of birth and so on. This technique can't be solved unless the person is dead." Qiao Xin said worriedly, "Princess, you said this technique is not solved, will Prince Jun return? After knowing the apocalypse, I still miss Concubine Leng!"

Feng Zhaoer became anxious upon hearing this and stood up neatly, "No, I have to tell the emperor brother."

This silly princess is really easy to deceive, Qiao Xin laughed at Feng Zhaoer in her heart.

"My good princess, there is no basis for this. If you tell the emperor like this, the emperor will probably think that you are wronging Concubine Leng!" Qiaoxin stopped Feng Zhaoer and said.

"What should we do?" In her man's heart, there must be no more bitch like Leng Luoyue.

Ever since Leng Luoyue made her change from Crown Princess to Concubine, she was no longer her good wife-in-law.

"After the princess tells the emperor, we must find some evidence from Concubine Leng's palace!" Qiao Xin said with lowered eyelids.

"But didn't your grandmother say that that kind of powerful witchcraft was done on her body? How can we find evidence?" Feng Zhaoer bit her lower lip. Could it be that Leng Luoyue was so mean? People, do you use witchcraft to confuse men?
Qiao Xin looked around and lowered her voice and said, "If there is no evidence, can't we still create evidence?"

"?" Feng Zhaoer looked at Qiao Xin in confusion.

Qiaoxin pressed Feng Zhaoer's shoulders, made her sit on the stool, bent down and whispered a few words in her ear.Feng Zhaoer looked at her delicate face in the bronze mirror and nodded firmly.

Lengxiang Palace

As soon as Feng Chenghan entered Lengxiang Palace, he saw several guards rolling up their sleeves and stirring things in the basin. There was not even a eunuch or maid in front.

When the guard saw the emperor coming, he stood up quickly and wanted to put the basin down to salute, but there was no room for the basin nearby, so he held the basin and saluted.

"Wei ministers pay homage to the emperor." "What are you doing?" Feng Chenghan asked, frowning.

"I'm waiting to help Concubine Leng whip the cream."

"Cream?" Feng Chenghan tilted his head slightly.

"It was used by Concubine Leng to make the birthday cake." The palace servants from Lengxiang Palace went to the small kitchen at the back to help. They couldn't stand in the courtyard of the small kitchen, so they were sent to the front to beat them. .

Cake, the kind of cake Leng Fei specially made for him before?
"It's Father--" Xiaomao'er's sweet voice sounded.

Feng Chenghan turned around and saw the little cat standing at the door of the main hall, holding on to the threshold.

He was wearing a new red dress today, and his hair, which was neither too long nor too long, was tied into two small hairpins with a narrow red hairband and tied with a bow. It was very festive and cute, just like the Fuwa dolls in the paintings that year.

Chengsheng ran to the door, and when he saw that the emperor was indeed here, he quickly bowed and saluted.Everyone went to the kitchen to help, but he looked at the little prince. When the little prince heard the emperor's voice, his little legs ran out, and he didn't even react.

Fortunately, the little prince didn't fall, otherwise he would have finished his begging.

But having said that, other children are still unsteady when walking at one year old, but their little prince can run, and he can run extremely steadily, so he must be considered a gift!
Feng Chenghan walked up the steps, bent down and picked up his son.Question: "Is it your birthday today, little cat?"

"happy."

"What birthday gift does the kitten want?"

Wang Xin pursed his lips and smiled softly. The little prince might not even understand what birthday is!The emperor also asked him what birthday gift he wanted.

"I want my father to—" Xiaomaoer said in a long voice and put his arms around his father's neck.

Wang Xin: Slaps in the face always come so quickly.

Feng Chenghan chuckled softly: "I am already your father, what else do you want."

The kitten's pale eyebrows were twisted into two caterpillars.

"Father, Tiantian, Maomao..." Xiaomao'er said intermittently, speaking very laboriously.

"?" Feng Chenghan didn't understand.

"The little prince probably said that he wants his father to accompany Maomao every day!" Wang Xin, who has level [-] baby talk, translated with a smile.

Don't ask him why he talks like a baby, just ask because he is older and knows more.

Feng Chenghan's heart softened, and his usually cold tone became a little gentler, "Father, I have to deal with state affairs, so I can't accompany you every day."

"Hmph!" Xiaomaoer let go, his little mouth pouting so much that it could hang an oil can.

Not happy anymore, Feng Chenghan found this little kid more and more cute.

Wang Xin said: "Although the emperor cannot accompany the little prince every day, he can come and see the little prince when he is done with his work!"

Yes, yes, Maomao nodded.

"Little one." Feng Chenghan scratched the little guy's nose lovingly, already knowing what to do.

When he was young, he longed for his father to visit him often, but his father was too busy and had too many sons...

(End of this chapter)