"Prince." Murong Yifeng, who was sitting under the pavilion, stood up.

"Prince."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Tuoba Feiya, who was sitting with Murong Yifeng, and Murong Xueer stood up.

Mu Fan just nodded without saying a word.

"Sit all, there is no need to be polite!" Chu Wushang nodded and looked at Murong Yifeng, "Prince, please sit!"

"Uncle, aunt, sister Xueer, brother Mu Fan." Baoer let go of Chu Wushang's hand and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Come here and sit." The girl with a pretty face reminded softly.

"Yes." Baoer nodded, raised her eyes and looked at Chu Wushang, and came to Mu Fan to sit down.

Chu Wushang followed the little girl and sat down on the other side of her.

Seeing Chu Wushang sitting down, Murong Yifeng and his family also sat down.

"Your Highness, Prince." The maid placed the pastries you sent, looked at Chu Wushang, bent down and called out, "This is the pastries you brought here."

"Okay, go down." Chu Wushang waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince." The maid bent over and took several steps before turning and leaving.

"Baoer, try it, do you want to see if you have a mouth full?" Chu Wushang stretched out his long fingers with clear joints, picked up a piece of pastry for Baoer, and handed it to her.

Baoer looked at the pastry, then looked at him, took the pastry with a smile, and put it directly into his mouth.

"Delicious! So delicious!"

Seeing her smiling so brightly, everyone present, except Murong Xueer, had a good smile on their faces.

"Eat more with good food." Chu Wushang's big palm fell on the little girl's head and rubbed it lightly.

"Yeah." Baoer nodded, and then picked up another piece on her own, looking at everyone, "Eat, Brother Mu Fan, it's really delicious!"

"Uncle, aunt, sister Xueer, you all eat it, it's delicious!"

"Eat slowly, don't be anxious!" Looking at the little girl in front of her, Murong Yifeng felt a little melancholy.

In a blink of an eye, the little girl has grown so big. Is his Qiqi living now?

With Baoer's fathers here, Qiqi should have lived a good life. I haven't seen her for many years and I miss her a little.

Knowing that she was eating a little hurry, Baoer pursed her lips and slowed down her chewing movements.

Seeing her like this, everyone became more happy.

Murong Xueer muttered her lips and occasionally glanced at the person opposite her with disdain.

You can be so happy when you eat some pastries. What kind of princess is it? Who believes it?

Chu Wushang withdrew his gaze from Baoer, picked up the teacup and tasted the tea.

"Prince, I may have to trouble you to take care of Bao'er during this period." Chu Wushang looked at Murong Yifeng with his teacup.

"My father was assassinated last night, and I don't plan to bring Baoer into the palace in a short period of time."

"The emperor was assassinated?" Murong Yifeng frowned slightly with thick eyebrows.

"Uncle Seventh Emperor was assassinated? Brother Wushang, how is my seventh Emperor Uncle?" Baoer immediately put down his chopsticks and grabbed Chu Wushang's arm.

No wonder Brother Wushang said just now that he would take some time to bring him into the palace. It turned out that the Seventh Emperor was injured.

"The father will not worry about life for the time being, but his injuries are not light and it is not advisable to see anyone." Chu Wushang grabbed Baoer's little hand to show comfort.

"No hurry! I will take you in and see him in a while."

"The emperor was assassinated, find out who did it?" Murong Yifeng asked in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!