Rong Huazheng's good mood disappeared after meeting the two ox-tiger-snake gods. It wasn't until she came to Xiaotuanzi's room and opened the door that she saw Xiaotuanzi's big, dazed eyes.

After scanning the haze, Rong Huazheng hugged him up with a smile, pinched his soft and warm face, and said: "You're not awake yet?"

"Sister Zheng, your hands are so cold!" The white and tender little dumpling puffed up her cheeks and reluctantly freed her cheeks from Rong Hua Zheng's clutches. After Rong Hua Zheng finally reached her hand calmly, he stretched out a pair of small hands to rub it.

Looking at his big eyes, he shyly hid under the quilt.

Yu Wencan's eyes flashed with doubts, but he still had some thoughts.

Rong Huazheng's policy towards Yu Wencan was not to please or disturb him, but to live his own life. Hearing that Yu Wencan had privately concluded that he had no time to worry about it, he was annoyed. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was attracted by what he said after that. After a moment of surprise,

He looked down at himself and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Rong Huazheng had no choice but to bite her silver teeth, stood up with a kick, ran out of the door and ran straight to the main hall. Under Xia Houguo's surprised eyes, he grabbed the collar of Yu Wencan's robe and said menacingly.

: "Let's go get the little brat dressed!"

Rong Huazheng raised her eyebrows and reached out to touch her forehead. Suddenly a stinging pain hit her, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

I have little strength, and my movements are not very coordinated. When I eat, my mouth is covered with porridge particles.

Rong Huazheng glanced at him, his eyes lingered on his legs, and said with unclear meaning: "Don't you want to go in person?" One look at him revealed that he was a man with high ambitions and low abilities. How could such a person go to a small place in person?

Go up to his mansion?

The child's little head buried in the bowl suddenly lifted up, his big eyes sparkling, and he nodded sharply, "Think!"

Rong Huazheng was confused by his indifferent words, but after thinking about it carefully, he might have touched his sore spot, so he stopped talking.

Rong Hua Zheng's heart was spinning a thousand times, but the child didn't understand. He raised his little buttocks and shook it at Rong Hua Zheng, "Sister Zheng, please call that brother!"

"Manager Xia, why did you drive without saying a word?"

Rong Huazheng's mouth opened wide. Is the carriage of love still a trap?

"Madam..." Xia Houguo was amused by her thief-like eyes, which made him want to laugh. He wanted to say something, but his master gave her a cold look and focused on looking ahead.

Yu Wencan understood something, his cold eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "The palace cannot afford to lose face like this."

Finally, there was a box with something that Rong Hua Zheng couldn't smell at first. When she opened it, she was surprised to find a bone with a yellowish-white surface, delicate and oily!

The little kid was sitting on a high cushioned stool, holding up a small cup with his little hands and sipping tea in a well-mannered sip, while looking at Rong Huazheng with his big eyes.

Yu Wencan did not comment, but said: "It's nothing, but at least your hair should be tied up, and you won't be gossiping when you come home today."

"Why are you hiding? Get up quickly!" Rong Huazheng slapped his raised little buttocks.

Rong Hua Zheng glanced at the little brat who was still unwilling, patted his little butt, and said patiently: "Xiao Xiyan, be good, let Sister Zheng help you get dressed, at most Sister Zheng will close her eyes and not look at you.

,Ok?"

She was muttering to herself, while the man who was only five steps away from her was still reading the book with a calm face. However, after hearing the words, she found that she seemed to be too fascinated. Then, she turned the page with her slender fingers and moved

The intersection always seemed a bit hasty compared to the past.

Oh, it was really wild Cordyceps sinensis! She couldn't wait to pick one up and put it to her nose to smell it, then quickly closed the lid of the box and opened the other one.

Yu Wencan returned to the original place, poured a cup of tea and took a sip before saying calmly: "Ointment to reduce swelling."

Rong Huazheng thought of something and said, "Do you want any gifts when you return home?"

Yu Wencan himself was not a talkative person, and when Rong Huazheng did not speak, he held his chopsticks and ate without saying a word. His movements were smooth and graceful, taking your breath away.

Although he stood up, Rong Huazheng still couldn't bear to put down the things in his hands. He sat down at the small table and asked with expectant eyes: "Hey, you...how do you have so many good things?"

In fact, what she wanted to say more was, can you give me one of these things? But then she thought about it and felt that not only were she and Yu Wencan not familiar, but they seemed to have a quarrel, so she suddenly changed her mind.

"Madam, my subordinate said it before you got in the car." Xia Houguo didn't know why Rong Huazheng complained about him, but the master never liked other people's nonsense. Once he had said it, there was no need to repeat it.

Xia Houguo had never heard of a married woman not wanting to come home, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

Yu Wencan remembered that her true identity was that of her biological mother. He relaxed his brows and said calmly: "Let's get ready later."

Hearing the word "son-in-law", Rong Huazheng's head was filled with black threads and he said nothing.

Xia Hou was surprised for a while, secretly wondering whether the prince really changed his mind about his wife in one afternoon. Not only did he not have any objection to her unattractive sitting posture, but he also had no objection to her dandy grabbing of his collar.

He didn't even scold him. When did the prince become so approachable?

Rong Huazheng sneered coldly, "Let's just do it, I won't go back."

With just one sentence, Rong Huazheng immediately softened her heart. She tried her best to tell herself that she was not soft-hearted because she was only 21 years old in her last life. It was too stingy to sulk with a child. She had killed countless people. Could it be that she was not soft-hearted?

Don’t even have the courage to face a child? Just thinking about it, I passed the test in my heart. When I turned around and said nothing, I picked up a piece of breakfast and put it on the small plate in front of the little dumpling. Then I lowered my head and started eating.

"No! I want my brother to help me!" The little kid said with a pompous expression on his face.

Somehow, facing Rong Hua and Zheng Yu Wencan, she didn't feel displeased at all. Instead, she nodded and said, "Let's go then, I'll go take a look."

"Why, you don't know about returning home?" Yu Wencan's brows could be said to be furrowed.

Rong Huazheng was thinking about how he should teach Rong Huazheng a lesson, and waved his hands indifferently to Yu Wencan's words.

Yu Wencan remained motionless and said coldly: "My face is not the same value as yours. My face is priceless." The implication is that your face is only worth a small amount of money.

Rong Huazheng was about to nod, but then a flash of inspiration occurred. She remembered Yu Wenlin's words and suddenly changed the subject, "No, go back!" She was kidding, why did she forget about Rong Huamei's experience? Rong Huazheng brought

Her two troubles made her owe two people a favor. How could she be worthy of herself if she didn't go back and ask for them back?

Yu Wencan's eyes finally left the book in his hand, glanced at her sitting on the carpet, and lightly reminded: "Are you sure you want to sit like this until you arrive at Murong Mansion?"

"Damn it!" She rubbed her forehead and cursed in a low voice.

If her nose is still as sensitive as before, and if she smells correctly, there should be wild ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, saffron, velvet antlers, bezoars and other things in it. These things were very precious just by being cultivated in her previous life.

, it is even rarer to find wild ones now.

Rong Huazheng was so angry that she was holding a steamed bun to vent her anger. So when Yu Wencan and the other three stepped into the main hall, what they saw was Rong Huazheng biting the steamed bun and grinding his teeth.

"No!" The tender and white dumpling pouted and said confidently, "Butler Liu helped me put it on."

Yesterday when she was getting the fox fur for the little kid, she noticed that there were many sealed boxes on the right side of the cabinet. Although the boxes were sealed, she didn't notice them at the time, but her nose was the most sensitive. When she opened the cabinet door

She immediately smelled a lot of good things. She couldn't bear to go and see it at that time. One was because she was afraid of Yu Wencan, and the other was that she really didn't have time. Now that the little brat is not here, Yu Wencan didn't pay attention to her, so she didn't want to go and see it now.

When will it be more?

Rong Hua Zheng not only did not want to feed him, but smiled at his clumsy movements. After all, children should develop their hands-on skills from an early age.

Rong Huazheng swallowed, feeling that the Yu Wencan in his mouth was not the same person she knew. However, this was not important. What was important was that she had dinner with him yesterday and treated him as her ancestor.

While waiting, he didn't say anything nice to her but instead thought about Yu Wencan's kindness to him? What an ungrateful little devil!

Being spanked on his little butt made him even more embarrassed. His ears turned red and red, his face hid further, and then his butt was raised even higher. Rong Huazheng looked at it and narrowed his eyes with a smile, but he was completely unaware of the sound of milk.

She said angrily: "My mother-in-law said that boys can't change clothes in front of girls. Sister Zheng, please leave. I need to change clothes."

"I can't call you." Rong Huazheng was very self-aware. Who was Yu Wencan? How could she possibly call him?

Yu Wencan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect her words to flow so quickly, but he didn't ask. He just said, "According to the rules, you should tie your hair up today."

The little kid seemed to have been well taught. Although he had a hard time eating by himself, he didn't ask for help, and he didn't speak at all while eating.

Yu Wencan turned a blind eye to her surprise, elegantly took out a bottle of something from the box, threw it to her, and said lukewarmly: "Take it and wipe your forehead."

"There are still such rules?" Rong Huazheng sighed. No wonder he never came close to her on their wedding night, and he didn't let her come close.

Rong Huazheng's face darkened and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Have you always dressed yourself before?"

Yu Wencan looked at her pursed lips and said lightly: "So you really don't want to come back?"

It was impossible for Rong Huazheng to come to Yu Wencan in person. Anyway, there were many people in the palace, so he randomly called a maid to serve the little boy and said: "Go to the main hall to find the prince and tell him about the prince.

Reluctant to put on clothes...I won't wear them until he comes."

"Go back?" Damn it, how could she forget that there was such a thing?

Rong Huazheng found that the veins on her forehead were pulsing. She desperately told herself that the person in front of her was still a child under four years old and that she could not use violence...

Yu Wencan glanced at her lightly without telling her that she was actually knocked down by the cabinet and fell down. If she hadn't had bangs on her forehead, she would have definitely seen a small swelling on her forehead.

Rong Hua Zheng sighed at the excellent thinking of ancient people, but at the same time she had to lament their persistence. She shook her head, "Okay, sister Zheng, let's go, you can get dressed yourself." After saying that, she stood up and walked out the door.

Xiaotuanzi was satisfied. He fluttered his little arms and legs on the bed a few times, and then he took his own clothes and put them on his body. However, he couldn't find the sleeves after putting them on for a long time, and he almost cried out of anxiety.

Rong Huazheng snorted coldly, "Why are you embarrassed? I think if you go, you will lose a lot of money!" No matter what, Rong Huazheng didn't want to put the shiny things into the bags of the family of three. She

I’m afraid I’ll be so angry that I vomit blood!

He didn't speak, but Rong Huazheng was a little bored. He thought of something and dropped a bait, "Xiao Xiyan, do you want to see the hard-earned horse?"

"This..." The maid who was stopped was a little hesitant. After thinking about it, she decided to tell the truth: "The princess doesn't know something. Without the prince's instructions, the little ones are not allowed to appear in front of the prince at will." The prince has a weird temper.

Only Manager Xia has been caring about him, and it is difficult for others to even get within three feet of him. 13acv.

When Rong Huazheng looked at it, the movements of his hands slowed down a bit, and the movement of chewing the buns with his mouth also slowed down. He had mixed feelings in his heart. Was he really not as attentive to this little brat as the Ghost King?

Rong Huazheng subconsciously caught it, lowered his head to look at the dark green bottle, which was obviously made of jade, and asked: "What is this?" Why should you give it to her?

Yu Wencan pushed the wheelchair slightly, stopped at a corner of the carriage, bent down and stretched out his hand to press on the wooden board. Suddenly, a small box appeared on the side of the carriage.

Rong Huazheng waited and waited outside the door, but she didn't wait until anyone came out. She couldn't help but push the door open and go in. She found that Xiaotuanzi's hands and head were fighting with his clothes. She sighed and pulled off his clothes.

, seeing the blushing little face, she said with dignity: "Xiao Xiyan, if I don't ask my sister for help, how about I call a brother to dress you?"
To be continued...