It wasn't until noon that Lu Xiang prepared all the things he wanted.

First take Qingluan to take a bath and give him medicine.

Thinking about it, Feng Mengmeng sat on the table, and obediently shook her legs and looked at her little bean Ding and hugged her. It's very easy, the body is full of bones, there is no meat at all, you have to take care of yourself, otherwise you won't grow tall or strong.

Can you not be a person with a good physique to sit on the throne? Sooner or later, he will be killed by his brothers and sisters who are scurrying around in the harem. It looks very well-behaved.

Qingluan is a child, his mother didn't die before, and there was no one to serve them there, it was the old mother and mother who helped him take a bath. It's okay for this person to wash himself, and he likes him.

Just feel dirty, he's so clean!

Honestly sit and wait for Feng Mengmeng to slowly help him take it off. I've also participated in battles before, and I've seen men, so it's not a big deal. How can you say that you have also learned a little medicine and art? None of this is a big deal.

It's just that when Qingluan finished taking it off, it made her red eyes for a while, and she almost couldn't hold back her crying.

The body is full of old wounds, and some places look like old wounds. The skin and bones are visible to the naked eye. There are also some whip marks. It seems that he has to be adjusted for a few years, but this little guy sees the person in front of him red-eyed, and he looks like he doesn't care about anything. also smiled cutely at the wind.

Lu Xiang is quite caring, and knows how to take a small bathtub. Pull Qingluan, let him sit in, and wash him slowly, for fear of touching the injuries on his body and hurting the child.

Those people are too ruthless, they are all relatives, as for a three- or four-year-old child like this?

After washing, I took clean clothes and changed them for him, and slowly dried his hair.

It's just that Qingluan has been holding the white fox fur cloak clip that Feng Mengmeng just put on for him and doesn't let go. The wind is also up to him. When his hair was dried and he was tied up, he put the ill-fitting clip back on.

Really like this? Feng Mengmeng looked at this little guy suspiciously, looking at his way of protecting food, that's it, this is the emperor's reward, he likes to give him what he deserves. You have to take care of it in the future, give him more if you like this, don't be stingy with the prince in the future, it's not atmospheric.

One white and one purple slowly walked out of the bathhouse. As soon as the door was opened, the wind outside made all the heat inside float out, looking like an immortal qi descending from the earth.

A young man in purple with pink makeup, good-looking and extravagant, but he looks a little sick and thin. I saw the little boy staring intently at the boy in white. The clear black and white eyes were full of joy and expectation, only the figure in white.

And the man in white who was holding his hand was dressed in fluttering clothes and rolling plain belts. A waterfall-like black hair was raised high by a plain sandalwood hairpin, leaving only two strands hanging between the cheeks. has a unique charm, jade-faced Qiong nose, cherry lips and phoenix eyes, looks good-looking tight, but the temperament is dusty, without the slightest worldly turbidity.

His eyes are cold and noble, with alienation, as if everything in the world encompasses his eyes, but they can't get into his eyes. She pulled the little boy and smiled slightly, which made people feel that the alienation under her eyes was a little less, and she was more close.

The two of them walked slowly among the bushes under the moon, and people couldn't think of any good poems and sentences to describe it, they could only feel that their hearts were blooming in an instant, and only the two of them existed alone in the world.

gave Qingluan medicine, fed him porridge and rice, and it was time to rest.

It's dark early here, and I'm ready to rest after washing.

Feng Mengmeng pulled Qingluan with her slender hand, afraid that his little short legs would not be able to keep up, so she deliberately slowed down a little and waited for him. Qingluan also knew that his legs were short, his steps were slower, and his steps were bigger. It looks very harmonious.

It's just that someone can't help but sigh in their hearts, is this kid stupid by himself? How should anything? I just thought I was scared of him, so I could bring some of it. It's just that now he seems to be a little afraid of something. Obviously he was very well-behaved before, shouldn't he be scared? I was cheated by the system, and I didn't talk much. Just pointed out that this kid can be lively and lively if he talks more, adding a little popularity to the National Teacher's Mansion. Why did you find a stuffy gourd back now?

Anyway, I have to push him to a high position in the future, I can't let him be bullied as a cowardly sick gourd, right? Those who come out of their own hands can't be bullied! This is the consistent purpose of Feng Mengmeng.

"What room did you live in?" She suddenly remembered this and asked. As soon as she asked, she found that she could not speak again. Damn the system, pit host!

Qingluan paused suddenly, which room do you live in? Does he want to see it? Or is there something else? It's good to be obedient, he said that children who like to be obedient will not be thrown out if they are obedient, so that they will not be sent back to the previous place, and they can stay here.

"Over there......" he gritted his teeth and took him himself!

He took Feng Mengmeng's hand and took the initiative to walk to the hut where he had lived for the past two months.

When I got to the place, he stood at the door again and refused to let me open the door. I clean up my room every day, so I think I'll be able to clean it up today, right? Qingluan was starting to feel a little uncertain. National Teacher, National Teacher loves cleanliness, the inside should be clean, right?

Qingluan was entangled at the door, he didn't speak or open the door, and Feng Mengmeng was not in a hurry, waiting for him to open it slowly. This door is like a knot in his heart, and he has to wait for him to open it before he can show that he is close to him.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, she looked down, only to see the little guy with his head down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It has been standing at the door for some time, and it is also dark this day, and the lanterns of the National Teacher's Mansion are all lit. The wind in late autumn is still very scratchy, and the hands that Qingluan was holding a little hot by the wind are cold.

How long is this little guy going to think about it? This hand is blowing cold.

Just thinking about it, I felt the little guy shiver.

He was already weak and still standing. Still want to get seriously ill? Anyway, he's the target of the mission, and he's a child. Now that he has come to the door, he is still in love, giving himself a feeling of what he has experienced. Let's cover yourself! Otherwise, the task will be troublesome in the end. After a few psychological hints to herself, she clenched her little hand.

This door still has to be pushed open by itself, Feng Mengmeng slowly raised his hand, and with a gentle push of his hand, the door was opened.

It's only been a long time since no one lived, and it's already a little gray and a little musty.

She pulled Qingluan in, took out a fire fold from her cuff and lit the lamp.

In an instant, the room lit up. Qingluan's eyes suddenly had a light in his eyes, he hadn't seen such a thing for a long time. The one who lit the lamp also shone into his heart like the light of a lit candle.

Feng Mengmeng glanced around by candlelight, and there were simple furnishings all around. This seems to be a former subordinate room, right?

There were many subordinates of the previous national teacher, and after he became the national teacher, he only left a long way to Hunan. Everyone else was dismissed, and many of the rooms for the subordinates were emptied in the National Teacher's Mansion. Didn't expect this little guy to live here.

Think about the location, it's not close to you, but it's not that far. It's close to the back door of the National Teacher's Mansion. It seems that her guess was confirmed. The little guy really slipped back with him after he rescued him two months ago.

It's just that there was really no one in the carriage at that time, and there were guards out of the city, so he couldn't sit in front of Lu Yuan, nor could he be on the roof and behind the car, only ... Get under the car!

I remember that it was just on the way back to the mountain, and I heard the sound of something in tune... It's him, right? It must have hurt! Is it necessary to fight so hard, do you have to follow your own carriage, or hang it out below? It's too dangerous! It's just damn bad!

What Feng Mengmeng doesn't know is that some people, once they see someone who is good to them, it is like living at the bottom of the cold and dark abyss for a long time, and they are suddenly brought hope by a warm beam of sunshine. He will only want to grab it desperately. Maybe it's an impulse, but it's more of a hope for him to survive.

With the only light and warmth, he would no longer want to stay in the dark and cold abyss. Regardless of everything, they will also follow their own light.

The wound on his body just now... Alas! Take your time. Feng Mengmeng thought helplessly, and touched his head again. Let go of his hand and walk towards the bed, only the cushion left by the previous person, and a sheet, no quilt pillow, I really don't know how he slept.

Then I looked at the only thing in the room that was still clean, the wardrobe.

As soon as I opened it, I saw that there was a set of people's clothes inside, and it seemed that the little guy had not only worn it, but also washed it. Awesome! The child of the poor is in charge of the house at an early age, and I really don't know what he has experienced. It's just a kid who's only three or four years old.

She looked back at Qingluan, and saw that the child who was standing had red eyes, gritting his teeth and not crying. His face was panicked, as if he had been discovered that he had done something bad. There was a faint tremor in his shoulders.

I wanted to go over and ask what's wrong, is there anything wrong? As a result, I opened my mouth and found that I couldn't speak...... It's miserable! Pit daddy's system, specialize in pit dad!

I could only touch his head lightly, bend down and take his little paws. Blow out the lights and walk out the door.

"I... I don't leave, I wash clothes, pick fruit, and dig birds' eggs. I don't eat much, I don't need you to raise me, I will be very obedient, and I can serve you like those two people. I don't want to go! I don't want to..."

Before he went out and walked two steps, Qingluan couldn't hold it back, and he cried out, faintly crying more and more, and he had to cry a lot, and he couldn't bear to cry.

Feng Mengmeng's brain hurt from crying, and she suddenly felt that taking care of him was not a good decision, and she was completely making trouble for herself.

Qingluan doesn't care, anyway, he wants to send himself away, why doesn't he cry? Obviously, he is very obedient. It's dirty, he's cleaned it all! He still disliked it, wanted to send himself away, and touched his head. Don't you just want to send yourself away? I thought that the worst would be to be thrown out, and it would be better to let myself stay in this house. I really can't live here, it's okay.

Why rush yourself?

Feng Mengmeng can't speak, and she has to endure not being able to pump the child, after all, this little thing is not well injured, and his body is weak, when did he say to send him away? Lu Xiang was not there, and he couldn't speak. I can only take him to his house for one night, and let Lu Xiang clean up the house for him tomorrow. What did he think? It's hard to be a good person!!

Seeing that his lap was already hugging his thigh, he couldn't stop crying, a lot of snot and tears, and some bear children who were rubbing his white clothes, only felt his forehead jump a few times. Clenched his hands hard, resisting the urge to drag him down and throw him out.