"Your Highness." Cherry couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned around, and couldn't stop wiping her tears.

They watched Xiao Junyi finish his rice, then go to bed, obediently close his eyes, and didn't need others to speak.

What they didn't see was that a pair of small hands in the bed kept caressing their chests, muttering lowly.

"My mother said that it doesn't hurt when you touch it, and it doesn't hurt when you touch it. However, why do I still feel uncomfortable, so sad? ”

His little hands kept caressing his little chest, and his heart was still uncomfortable.

In the closed eyes, hot tears continued to overflow and slide down.

Xiao Tuanzi stayed by the bedside, listening to the little master's muttering, and then silently wiped his tears.

Their little master is really too bitter.

Since he was a child, he didn't have the love of his mother, but now he finally has an aunt who makes him warm and happy. However, it didn't take long to be gone.

Cherry and the others stayed outside the hall, their faces full of sorrow.

"Zhihua, it's not a way to go on like this. Is there any way you can make the little master happy? ”

Zhihua shook his head, "This matter can only be opened by the little master himself and come out by himself." We can't do anything for him. ”

Cherry said worriedly: "The emperor has not come to our Yuyang Palace recently."

Zhihua frowned, "You won't believe those rumors outside." ”

"Who believed." Cherry retorted loudly.

However, her loudness just showed that she believed the rumors outside and believed what they said, the emperor's frequent visits to Yuyang Palace before were for Song Yun, not His Royal Highness.

Zhihua sighed, in fact, her eyes were not blind, and she could see that the emperor's eyes looking at Song Yun were different from others. That kind of look, she had only seen it when Niangniang was there.

"Cherry, do you think Song Yun is very much like a mother. I'm not talking about looks, I'm talking about verve. Zhihua suddenly asked.

Cherry's eyes widened, "You think so too." ”

The two looked at each other, as if they had thought of something.

Maybe the emperor treats Song Yun differently because she is too much like a mother.

"Actually, sometimes, I mistake her for a young lady." Cherry whispered.

"I feel that way, too."

They all have a feeling, and the emperor is afraid that he will also have it.

"I hope the emperor can come to see His Royal Highness more, maybe His Royal Highness will be able to recover." Cherry said expectantly.

"Recently, the emperor has been dealing with rebellious matters, and I am afraid that he will not have much time. Wait, the emperor will come. Zhihua said softly. This is said to Cherry, and it is also said to himself.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Junyi sat up and took out a sachet embroidered from his arms.

The little hand gently stroked the sachet, and his eyes were full of longing and guilt.

Looking at the sachet, it was as if he saw the person he was missing.

"My father once secretly told me that I can treat you as a mother, but I can't call you a mother." Xiao Junyi muttered to himself at the sachet.

"I didn't understand it all along, but now I know that you are my mother."

"My sister likes to call me meat buns, and my mother also likes to call me meat buns. So, sister, you're my mother, right? Xiao Junyi asked sadly.

"However, I lost my mother. It's all the meat bun's fault. The meat bun is too useless, and it affects my mother. Xiao Junyi stroked his little chest with one hand and touched the sachet with the other.

"Mother, don't you want meat buns anymore?"

Small sobs echoed in the quiet and empty dormitory.