Yu Buhuan touched Dumpling's head and felt sympathy for his plight.
Xuanyuan Mu asked Diaozi to learn so many things, but in fact it was just to let him protect himself.
Poor parents in the world!
If she also had parents, I wonder if she would be as loved as Dumpling?
She had no father or mother since she was a child. It was her master who picked her up and raised her. Unfortunately, she climbed to the top of Penglai Mountain for fun and accidentally fell off the cliff. That disaster almost killed her. After that, her master healed her.
Okay, but I don’t remember anything.
The only memory I have is from five years ago.
"You are happier than me. You still have a father." And she doesn't even know who her parents are.
Dumpling didn't see the sadness in Yu Buhuan's eyes and immediately chuckled: "I still have a mother."
Yu Buhuan's heart was once again touched by the dumplings, which made Yu Buhuan feel full of guilt, as if he was cheating on a child's feelings.
She is obviously not his mother, but she still acts like she is real.
"Dumpling... I... really look like your mother?" Yu Buhuan murmured. She didn't dare to speak loudly because she was afraid that her question would hurt this little elf who was silent about the world.
Chu Yan added from the side: "Yes, Taifu started to dress in men's clothing. What evidence is there to prove that she is your mother?"
"No, no, no..." Yu Buhuan and Chu Yan waved their hands anxiously, as if "I was wrong, you, sir, can forgive us a lot."
"I am a child, so I will never lie. But you adults, you said ten sentences, but you don't know which one is true. You still have the nerve to question me."
Yu Buhuan and Chu Yan's arrogance was so low that they wished they could crawl at the feet of Dumpling and beg for his forgiveness.
"Yes, yes, you are right. It is all our fault. We should not doubt what you said. No, from now on, we will not doubt anything you say. Mrs. Yu is your mother.
This is not wrong at all." After Chu Yan Balabala finished speaking, he immediately showed a look of unscrupulous flattery.
Dumpling suppressed the displeasure on his face and snorted, "That's not bad."
Although the storm has passed, another doubt arises. Xuanyuan Mu, no, it should be said that this person who looks exactly like Xuanyuan Mu can't stay here forever, right? It will be dawn soon.
"Father is injured. You must not let others know." Dumpling opened his arms to protect the unconscious man.
Yu Buhuan frowned and explained slowly: "But this is Uncle Yan's mansion, and your father is from the Xuanyuan Kingdom, so this is not good."
"That's not possible. If my Uncle Sihuang finds out, he will definitely not go back with my father."
"Your fourth uncle?" There are three princes in Xuanyuan Kingdom, and the fourth one is Xuanyuan Mu himself.
Dumpling knew that Yu Buhuan had misunderstood, so he patiently explained: "It's my Uncle Si Huang, Xuanyuan Si."
"Xuanyuan Si also came to Chu State?" Chu Yan was shocked.
Dumpling nodded: "You have seen it too."
Chu Yan and Yu Buhuan looked at each other, both with doubts on their faces.
"Isn't it that little four?"
The words woke up the dreamer, Yu Buhuan was surprised, and Chu Yan was almost the same. He never expected that the person who liked to squat on the beams was actually the seventh prince of Xuanyuan Kingdom, Xuanyuan Si.
