"Okay." The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
"Who are you going to teach a lesson to?"
Feng Qiming gathered his emotions, and when he heard that his sister was coming, he hurried over. At least now that Feng Wu was by Fuling's side, he could feel at ease.
The palace attendant behind him quickly knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
"Go down."
Feng Wu didn't bother him either, but when he asked her to call her brother, she would definitely not be able to say out loud: "Your Majesty."
Feng Qiming came over and carefully supported Fuling who stood up: "Sit down quickly."ωωw..net
Then he looked helplessly at Feng Wu, then looked at the little guy beside him: "Shuo'er, come here and let uncle hug you."
"Sister, how long has it been, and you still don't want to speak? Is it so difficult to call me brother? You are the only sister I have." He opened his arms to welcome Qin Shuo and threw her arms full of him.
"Uncle, Shuo'er misses you so much."
Feng Qiming held the little one with squirting milk in his arms and kissed it. Thinking that in a few months, a little one like Shuo'er would be born into this world, his heart became soft.
"Of course I miss Shuo'er."
Feng Wu glanced at Fuling helplessly: "Can you change the topic every time? This is the topic every time we meet."
"Shuo'er can call me uncle, why can't you call me brother." This has become another obsession of Feng Qiming.
He also once asked his wife, always complaining to her: "Why don't you just want to call me?"
Fu Ling just rolled her eyes at him: "A Wu doesn't need it. She is still willing to let Shuo'er call you uncle, so just be satisfied."
"Do you have such a bad sister?" Feng Wu felt like his ears were about to grow.
Feng Qiming had also figured out some of her temperament over the years, and said frankly: "It's missing."
Feng Wu just nodded calmly: "Oh."
She still can't scream, what can I do?
Feng Qiming gave up hope: "How long will we stay this time? Ling'er has just become pregnant, so please stay longer."
The most important thing is that he wants to get rid of a group of old guys who think they are arrogant, and he is afraid that these people will jump over the wall in a hurry.
Fu Ling also looked at her. She hadn't had time to ask before, but now the Governor of the East was not in Fengcheng and had gone to Jiangnan. It would be quite difficult for them to meet each other.
"Okay." Feng Wu also felt some unusual aura.
Fu Ling was happy. Looking at his wife, Feng Qiming raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously and kissed Shuo'er: "Do you want a big house here, little one? Can uncle give you one?"
"What is a big house? Can you eat it?"
Feng Wu held his forehead, this stupid son said: "Farewell, what are you doing with so much?"
It's not her job to take care of it yet, although it will be in Qin Yichuan's hands in the end.
"My mother said I couldn't have it, so Shuo'er doesn't want it."
The little guy still knows how to look at his face and grabs his uncle's neck.
"Take it, it's not too much for free." Fuling smiled.
"I'm here for Shuo'er. It won't be a problem for me to be my uncle. When Shuo'er comes back from now on, she can run around the city and have a place to live wherever she wants. Let's avoid running a few steps."
"Thank you, uncle."
Feng Wu looked on and was dumbfounded: "Can you teach children well like this? It's simply doting."
Feng Qiming coughed embarrassedly: "No, we have it, right, Shuo'er."
Fu Ling touched her belly: "Don't worry, I'm still watching."
Feng Wu smiled at the two of them and expressed doubts: "Really? Let's take a look. Then we don't want to cover every corner of a place as big as the palace."
In the near future, although Feng Qiming had this intention, luckily Fu Ling stopped it in time.