After all, she is not Dumpling's biological mother and has no right to influence what Xuanyuan Mu does.
To put it more bluntly, this is Xuanyuan Mu's family matter. Even if he hangs the dumplings on the rope now, she has no right to interfere.
In the stalemate, no one spoke.
The dumpling suddenly emerged from Xuanyuan Mu's arms like a loach, and rushed into Yu Buhuan's arms like a bird returning to court.
Seeing the child running towards him, Yu Buhuan subconsciously opened his arms and hugged him.
"Come back." Xuanyuan Mu ordered in anger.
The next moment, mother and son looked at him with the same hatred.
Two faces, one childish and one stubborn.
At this moment, the owners of the two faces were all staring at him.
Xuanyuan Mu took a deep breath and softened his tone: "Dumpling, come back."
"I don't want to go back, I want my mother to be together."
"She is not your mother." Once it is discovered that Yan Xin'er is Dumpling's mother, the previous kidnapping will be revealed, which will do him no good. Therefore, Dumpling must keep a distance from her.
"You think she is not." Dumpling raised his head and glanced at Yu Buhuan, then cast a firm gaze towards Xuanyuan Mu: "But I think she is."
Hearing Dumpling's words, Yu Buhuan felt a sense of joy for no reason.
Xuanyuan Mu was a little frustrated. Faced with Dumpling's stubbornness, he had no choice but to know who had such a casual personality.
"Dumpling, if you accept me as your mother, you will never regret it." Yu Buhuan knelt down and looked at him deeply.
Dumpling tilted his head and said in confusion: "There is nothing to regret about this. You are."
"Okay. If you say yes, then that's it. From now on, you are my son, no matter what others say, you will still be my son." Yu Buhuan stretched out her palm, and light overflowed from her fingers.
Dumpling's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood what Yu Buhuan meant.
If they say no, it doesn't matter. As long as my mother says yes, that's all.
Snapped……
One big and one small, the two palms touch together and make a crisp sound.
High fives are an oath that will never change.
Ge Zida beside him couldn't help frowning.
What does this girl think when she has a son before she gets married?
Someone told Yan Hui about this.
After Yan Hui heard the news, he burst out laughing. Others couldn't help but remind him whether this would damage the princess' reputation.
Yan Hui replied lazily: Is fame valuable? How much is it worth?
When she did, Yu Buhuan's identity was confirmed and he resumed his status as princess.
The emperor came up with a good reason for her disappearance in the past few years, saying that she practiced spiritual practice and prayed for the country, and now she has returned to secular life.
Yu Buhuan said nothing about this.
But then we encountered a big problem.
Change name.
What Yu Buhuan meant was that she was used to being called this name, so if she suddenly changed her name, if someone called her from afar, she would think they were calling someone else.
But if you don't change it, it seems a bit impractical.
"Back then, your master, the real servant, gave you the name Buhuan. Do you know why?" Yan Hui was basking in the sun, sitting on a rocking chair, with his arms folded in front of his chest. He looked very comfortable.
Yu Buhuan and Yan Que stood there, one on the left and one on the right, and they looked at each other subconsciously.
Yan Que pursed his lips and smiled: "Father, please stop showing off."
Yu Buhuan also nodded.
She also wanted to know why the old man gave her such an unlucky name, unhappy, as if he was cursing her to never be happy.
After all, she is not Dumpling's biological mother and has no right to influence what Xuanyuan Mu does.
To put it more bluntly, this is Xuanyuan Mu's family matter. Even if he hangs the dumplings on the rope now, she has no right to interfere.
In the stalemate, no one spoke.
The dumpling suddenly emerged from Xuanyuan Mu's arms like a loach, and rushed into Yu Buhuan's arms like a bird returning to court.
Seeing the child running towards him, Yu Buhuan subconsciously opened his arms and hugged him.
"Come back." Xuanyuan Mu ordered in anger.
The next moment, mother and son looked at him with the same hatred.
Two faces, one childish and one stubborn.
At this moment, the owners of the two faces were all staring at him.
Xuanyuan Mu took a deep breath and softened his tone: "Dumpling, come back."
"I don't want to go back, I want my mother to be together."
"She is not your mother." Once it is discovered that Yan Xin'er is Dumpling's mother, the previous kidnapping will be revealed, which will do him no good. Therefore, Dumpling must keep a distance from her.
"You think she is not." Dumpling raised his head and glanced at Yu Buhuan, then cast a firm gaze towards Xuanyuan Mu: "But I think she is."
Hearing Dumpling's words, Yu Buhuan felt a sense of joy for no reason.
Xuanyuan Mu was a little frustrated. Faced with Dumpling's stubbornness, he had no choice but to know who had such a casual personality.
"Dumpling, if you accept me as your mother, you will never regret it." Yu Buhuan knelt down and looked at him deeply.
Dumpling tilted his head and said in confusion: "There is nothing to regret about this. You are."
"Okay. If you say yes, then that's it. From now on, you are my son, no matter what others say, you will still be my son." Yu Buhuan stretched out her palm, and light overflowed from her fingers.
Dumpling's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood what Yu Buhuan meant.
If they say no, it doesn't matter. As long as my mother says yes, that's all.
Snapped……
One big and one small, the two palms touch together and make a crisp sound.
High fives are an oath that will never change.
Ge Zida beside him couldn't help frowning.
What does this girl think when she has a son before she gets married?
Someone told Yan Hui about this.
After Yan Hui heard the news, he burst out laughing. Others couldn't help but remind him whether this would damage the princess' reputation.
Yan Hui replied lazily: Is fame valuable? How much is it worth?
When she did, Yu Buhuan's identity was confirmed and he resumed his status as princess.
The emperor came up with a good reason for her disappearance in the past few years, saying that she practiced spiritual practice and prayed for the country, and now she has returned to secular life.
Yu Buhuan said nothing about this.
But then we encountered a big problem.
Change name.
What Yu Buhuan meant was that she was used to being called this name, so if she suddenly changed her name, if someone called her from afar, she would think they were calling someone else.
But if you don't change it, it seems a bit impractical.
"Back then, your master, the real servant, gave you the name Buhuan. Do you know why?" Yan Hui was basking in the sun, sitting on a rocking chair, with his arms folded in front of his chest. He looked very comfortable.
Yu Buhuan and Yan Que stood there, one on the left and one on the right, and they looked at each other subconsciously.
Yan Que pursed his lips and smiled: "Father, please stop showing off."
Yu Buhuan also nodded.
She also wanted to know why the old man gave her such an unlucky name, unhappy, as if he was cursing her to never be happy.
