The young prince is having a day off today. He brought the three-piece set of pets given by his father: the pony "Centennial", the snow lion "Nanshan", the sea lion "Donghai", and his two good friends from the Imperial College to play in Prince Chen's Mansion.
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"I've met King Chen!" The fat one is Luo Ye, the son of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, nicknamed "Little Leaf".
"I've met King Chen!" The elegant-looking man is Si Tianjian Jianzheng's son, Liang Xiao, nicknamed "Liangxiao".
Feng Danyuan was stunned for a moment: Didn't you agree to go to Prince Yan's Mansion to play?
The young prince blinked Buling Buling's peach blossom eyes: "Dad, Prince Chen's Mansion is my home. If you invite friends to play at home, they naturally come to Prince Chen's Mansion."
Prince Yan of Prince Yan’s Mansion: You want to trick me, right? Hehehe, I’ll kick the ball back!
What else could Feng Danyuan say?
"No need to be polite, just have fun in the house today." Feng Danyuan calmly glanced around and happened to see a figure: "Feng Nian, entertain the young prince and his friends well."
"I still have some things to deal with." Feng Danyuan said to the young prince gently.
Then, run away.
One trumpet was enough to kill him, and two more—he didn't want to die young.
Han Han Feng Nian, who came all the way from the northwest frontier and didn't notice the sudden disappearance of his colleagues, saw the cute appearance of the little prince and automatically thought that he was a well-behaved child, so he happily performed the task assigned by his master: playing with the child.
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Half an hour later, Feng Nian, who followed the pony and the snow lion around the Prince Chen's Mansion several times, began to doubt his life: Is this - really a child?
An hour later, Feng Nian in Jiwotou was busy trying to stop the three children from demolishing the house.
An hour and a half later, Feng Nian was lying on the grass, looking helplessly at the bright sunlight above his head.
The world is so bright, but he lives in darkness...
"Uncle Fengnian, let's play together!"
The young prince's ridiculously beautiful face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and Feng Nian was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.
No, I don’t want to play with you! No!
Feng Nian tilted his head and forced himself to faint.
"Uncle Fengnian is asleep, please keep your voice down." The young prince raised his thumb to his lips and made a silencing gesture to the three friends.
Three "caring" children were playing with paper kites on the grass.
Woo——
call out--
Fly——
Afraid of being scolded by Princess Chen - ahem, based on his father's sense of responsibility, Feng Danyuan came to care about how the young prince was playing with his classmates.
Under the sun, three children were running and jumping on the grass with glistening beads of sweat.
Ignoring the windy year lying on the ground and the completely destroyed flowers around it, this was originally a very beautiful picture.
But the God of War of the Yun Kingdom, who had never been frightened in the face of thousands of troops, when he saw those three little faces, for some reason, his heart skipped a beat and he instinctively wanted to run away.
A paper kite flew past his eyes, Feng Danyuan stretched out his hand to catch it, turned around and left.
"Daddy!"
Seeing his little cub running towards him, Feng Danyuan was torn between leaving and staying.
Three, two, one... He still has something to do and he is leaving, eh?
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the paper kite in his hand and felt something strange. Feng Danyuan couldn't help but raise his hand.
