"I don't want to go back -" the little guy blushed in grievance, kicked and kicked him in his father's arms, and pushed his face away with his little hands.
"Don't leave, don't make trouble."
Jun Wuchen smiled slightly and restrained his hands.
Jun Buli stared at him with red eyes, unconvinced, like a little cub that was forced to leave its mother, with eyes full of grievance and sadness.
Jun Wuchen sighed helplessly, there was nothing he could do about his son.
He leaned over, put his ear to the little guy's ear, and whispered: "Go home with your daddy, and I guarantee that you will see your mother in the capital soon."
The little guy was surprised and confused: "...really?"
"Of course." Jun Wuchen blinked at him, with a mysterious smile on his lips.
He always keeps his word and keeps his promise.
The little guy thought about it tangledly, looked at his father, then turned to look at Yun Luo, his mouth was flat, and he finally nodded reluctantly.
Jun Wuchen rubbed his head with satisfaction, but he avoided it in disgust.
"Is the negotiation settled?" Yun Luo stood a little far away and did not hear the whispers of the father and son. Seeing this, he asked quietly.
Jun Wuchen walked over with his son in his arms, "Okay, now we're ready to go."
Yun Luo was shocked: "So fast?"
She thought she would rest for at least one night and leave tomorrow, but she didn't expect to leave now.
Yun Luo felt a touch of reluctance and loss in her heart.
She suppressed her thoughts and added: "It would be good to go back early, but it's too hasty. I didn't even have time to prepare a meeting gift for Buli..."
"It doesn't matter, there will always be opportunities in the future." Jun Wuchen curled his lips and said with a meaningful smile.
Yun Luo's heart was filled with excitement.
How can it be so simple?
Even if she returns to the capital in the future, there will still be a world of difference between a lady with a low reputation in the General's Mansion and the high-ranking Prince Jing's Mansion.
Once the fate of chance encounter is broken, it will not be so easy to renew.
Thinking that there might not be a chance to see each other again in the future, Yun Luo became more and more reluctant to let go of the little guy.
Suddenly, she had a thought in her mind, raised her hand, and a delicate little jade bottle appeared in her palm.
The light and refreshing spiritual energy emanates from the jade bottle, making people feel refreshed.
Jun Wuchen was slightly startled: "What is this?"
"Qingchen Fairy Dew, I just got it today, and the amount is more than I thought."
Yun Luo said lightly, and handed the jade bottle to Jun Buli, who had a downcast face and drooped little head. There seemed to be an emotion in her eyes that even she was not aware of.
"As a gift to Buli, just think of it as a small gift for you to call me mother."
The little guy's mood improved slightly after being comforted by the gift. He clutched the jade bottle tightly with his little hand and looked at Yunluo with tearful eyes.
Yun Luo couldn't help but touched his little head and sighed softly.
"This gift of yours is of great value."
The two people are reluctant to say goodbye, and it is difficult to separate.
Jun Wuchen felt inexplicably sour in his heart. He glanced at the size of the jade bottle and saw that there were probably no less than a hundred drops of Qingchen Fairy Dew inside.
Qingchen Fairy Dew is very rare and extremely valuable. It has been in short supply for many years. When it was most scarce, the price of one drop was even worth millions of gold!
One hundred drops...
This is not a "little gift", it is clearly priceless!
"You are so generous to him." Although it was given to his son, it did not prevent Jun Wuchen from feeling sour in his heart.
He had helped her a lot, so why didn't she give even a drop of it to him as a "little gift"?
The gift of his son was a hundred drops, and the father didn't even get an empty bottle...