Chapter 261

Feng Yuntian was very fond of Pluto, but he never thought that a man who doesn't eat fireworks would like his daughter. At present, the father-in-law sees his son-in-law more and more favorably, and speaks more and more.

Although Yanqing is cold, she always has amazing patience about Feng Jiuxi and the people around her.

This level was passed without danger... Feng Jiuxi thought secretly. While they were talking, Feng Jiuxi took the steamed stuffed bun back to the listening to the rain building, ready to pack up his things and take it back to the palace.

After all, I will be a serious Princess of the underworld in the future.

As soon as he got in, Biyun flew over like a sparrow and was very happy to see feng Jiuxi intact. "Miss, I'm worried about you these days when you're not here!"

With that, she looked behind Feng Jiuxi and saw that only lengluo was behind her. She looked disappointed. "Why didn't the prince come, miss! I heard the fifth young master just now. Miss, you will be the princess in the future, right?"

"You girl, you are well informed. The deep gate courtyard can't stop you." Feng Jiuxi nodded on her forehead, and then broke her fantasy. "Don't look, the prince is talking to his father in the main hall. I won't come here. I came back this time to pack up my things and move to the palace. Don't you come to help?"

Upon hearing this, the blue clouds, who were originally cheerful, immediately became sad.

She followed Feng Jiuxi's back, while packing up things for her, she hesitated and felt abandoned.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jiuxi couldn't touch her head. How could the little girl's face become so fast.

Leng Luo said, "she wants miss to go to the palace and don't want her." of course, she is also worried about this in her heart.

Hearing the speech, Feng Jiuxi "puffed" and laughed, "silly, without you, who will serve me in the palace in the future?"

After listening to this sentence, Biyun really stopped pinching and said excitedly, "Miss, do you mean to take me to the palace!"

"Yes, it's not just you." Feng Jiuxi looked at lengluo aside. "You'll go with me, too. Dad agreed."

"Yes, miss." although lengluo has no expression, her reddish ears still betray her real emotion.

In the harmonious atmosphere of several people, little steamed stuffed bun walked out of the door with a sad face.

Feng Jiuxi noticed the little guy's wrong mood and made a gesture to Biyun and lengluo, asking them to pack up their things first, while he raised his skirt and followed up with light hands and feet.

The little steamed stuffed bun pulled his ears, came to the yard and picked the peony nearest to him.

He slipped the petals down one by one, and muttered to himself.

Feng Jiuxi came close to hear clearly, "go... Don't go... Go... Don't go... Go..."

Every time you say a choice, there will be one less petal, until the last one just stays on the "go".

"No, no, I'll count one again." the steamed stuffed bun threw away the flower stems in his hand, and then stretched out his hand to grab another one.

Feng Jiuxi was born and asked softly, "haven't you chosen to go? How can you count another one?"

The steamed stuffed bun was startled and could not speak.

"Is there anything you want to say to your mother, eh? Just open your mouth and your mother is here."