Yu Buhuan wanted to evade and say that he was fine, but Dumpling refused to let him go. Yu Buhuan was puzzled as to whether the child's disorderly temperament followed his father or his mother.
Chu Yuan came over at this time, and he said seriously: "I already know what happened last night."
Dumpling immediately jumped off Yu Buhuan and looked at Chu Yuan: "What's the matter?"
Chu Yuan said: "The Queen Mother punished the Taifu last night."
Yu Buhuan didn't feel embarrassed, he just thought it was extremely fun. Chu Yuan looked young, but he didn't expect that this damn kid was very knowledgeable.
"Yes, it made the regent laugh." Yu Buhuan cupped his hands in a relaxed manner, somewhat self-deprecating.
Dumpling standing aside was no longer calm, his little fists were clenched tightly, his eyebrows were drawn together, and he was full of murderous intent.
"The Queen Mother actually dares to punish my mother?" The venomous expression coupled with the crisp childish voice didn't seem too scary at first glance, but instead made people think that the child was adorable.
Hearing the name "Mother" on the left side of the dumpling, and then "Mother" on the other side, Chu Yuan couldn't help but become curious: "Master... why does this child call you Mother?"
"Oh, this is a long story..." Chu Yuan may seem young, but after experiencing several things, Chu Yuan is definitely considered a sage among children. Nothing can be hidden from him. Yu Buhuan has already
I made a draft in my stomach and waited for Chu Yuan's questions at any time.
"Since it's a long story, let's not talk about it." Chu Yuan changed the topic and looked at me with a pretentious face: "Is the master okay?"
After preparing a lot of words, Chu Yuan's words were all ruined in his stomach. Yu Buhuan said dryly: "It's not a problem, it's just a minor injury."
"Who said it was a minor injury? I have to take a look." Dumpling forcefully pulled Yu Buhuan's sleeve and walked inside.
Minmin quickly threw away the melon seed shell, clapped her hands and followed.
I was dragged along by dumplings all the way.
His hands were so small, so small, but they held her tightly and wouldn't let go.
In addition to being short in stature, my steps are also small, and my small body bumps and bumps as I run ahead.
Running to her room, Minmin also wanted to come in, but was pushed out by Dumpling's little hand: "Don't come in."
"Why don't you come in, I'm your aunt."
"Auntie can't do it either." After saying that, Dumpling slammed the door mercilessly.
Because there were no lights on, the room seemed dark.
Yu Buhuan looked at the dumplings a little funny: "Why did you bring me here?"
Dumpling blinked his big eyes and said hurriedly: "Mom, there is no one here. Please take off your clothes quickly and I will take a look with you."
The serious tone and serious expression made Yu Buhuan smile bitterly.
"You don't know how to heal."
"Who says I can't."
"How could there be so many at such a young age?" Yu Buhuan was more curious about this.
"My father taught me this."
"Who is your father?" This question was asked once, but Dumpling did not answer directly.
"Which father are you asking?"
here we go again.
Yu Buhuan felt a little desperate. Was this child suffering from delusion? He thought he had two fathers.
"The one who gave birth to you."
"Oh, he hasn't told me his name yet, but I also have a father who has a name. His name is Xuanyuan Mu."
Xuanyuan Mu? Why does it sound so familiar?
Yu Buhuan was just thinking about who Xuanyuan Mu was when he felt a pair of small hands tugging on her belt. Yu Buhuan quickly held it down: "What are you doing?"
