Did he do something wrong?

Makes this girl unhappy?

Why did you suddenly want to kill him again?

Or did he upset her?

Although he was a little nervous in his heart, looking at Ye Wanruo's smiling appearance, of course he couldn't bear to refuse.

He nodded slightly, smiled, and at this time, walked to the back room from the side, and sat down in a chair.

Looking at this chicken soup, it is indeed delicious.

Just hearing it makes people a little unbearable.

But he didn't take the initiative to move the chopsticks, but looked at Ye Wanruo at this time, "Wanruo, are you unhappy these days?" ”

"Lord Wang, why do you say this?" Ye Wanruo blinked her eyes and said with some doubts.

"This king just wants to ask!" Ye Beiming said with a slight smile.

"No, I'm naturally happy to be able to leave the palace these days!" The smile between Ye Wanruo's eyebrows deepened.

"Then, has this king done anything inappropriate to make you unhappy?" Ye Beiming asked again.

"Nope!" Ye Wanruo really thought about it carefully before saying seriously at this time.

Hearing this, Ye Beiming's temples jumped suddenly.

In that case, why did Wan Ruo want to poison again?

Ye Wanruo also saw Ye Beiming sitting on the side, pursing her thin lips, looking at the chicken soup, and when she didn't mean to drink it for a long time, her eyebrows tightened a little, and she was a little puzzled, "Lord Wang, don't you want to eat?" Don't you like to eat this chicken soup? ”

"No, how can this king not be pleased?" Ye Beiming looked at Ye Wanruo and said with a smile.

It seems that this girl is insisting on this.

He drank it at the beginning, and this time, she drank it again, so what?

Thinking of this, Ye Beiming directly picked up the spoon at this time, scooped a spoonful, and prepared to drink it.

Ye Xiaoxiao on the side paid attention to her mother and Ye Beiming throughout the whole process.

Now that she sees it, her mother is smiling slightly, and there is nothing abnormal between her eyebrows.

Now that Ye Beiming had already picked up the spoon and was about to drink it, his mother had no intention of stopping it.

If this continues, Uncle Wang will really drink it.

Seeing that Ye Beiming was about to drink it, Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly stood up at this time, snatched the spoon from Ye Beiming's hand, and smiled sweetly at Ye Beiming and Ye Wanruo, "Such a delicious chicken soup, Xiaoxiao should also taste it!" ”

Ye Wanruo pursed her thin lips, but she didn't stop it, anyway, there is so much chicken soup, it's not impossible to give a little thing a taste.

Ye Beiming was frightened when he saw Xiaoxiao doing this.

It's poisoned here, and it's not good for the little girl to eat it.

Ye Xiaoxiao also snatched the spoon, and her big black eyes kept looking at Ye Wanruo's direction.

Unexpectedly, their mother-in-law, after she snatched the spoon, had no intention of stopping it.

What's wrong? This is?

Is this a desire to poison her together?

Her mother, don't you love her?

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoxiao's little face wrinkled together, looking aggrieved, and her eyes were full of tears, which looked like they were about to fall at any time.

And at the same time, Ye Beiming had already drunk the chicken soup in one gulp.

I originally thought that what was waiting for him was endless pain, but I didn't expect that he didn't feel it at all, and it was even a little delicious?

So, if Ye Wanruo didn't poison at all, did he think too much?

How could he think that?

Thinking of this, the corners of Ye Beiming's lips curled and smiled shallowly.

"How's it going, is it good?" When Ye Wanruo saw Ye Beiming's expression, she leaned closer to Ye Beiming and asked gently.

"Delicious!"

"It's delicious!" Ye Beiming looked at Ye Wanruo and said.

"That's good!" Ye Wanruo smiled and said.

Ye Xiaoxiao, who was feeling sad about herself, raised her head suddenly at this time after hearing the conversation between the two, and looked at Ye Beiming's smiling appearance, her eyebrows were twisted.

Not toxic?

Didn't my mother poison her?

So is she thinking too much?

It's just that since he was not poisoned, his mother was suddenly so good, what did she do to make chicken soup for Uncle Wang?

It's weird!

But, at least, it's all right.

Could she also try chicken soup?

The little girl looked at the chicken soup with burning eyes.

Ye Beiming naturally noticed Ye Xiaoxiao's expression, and he glanced at Duyu with his eyes.

After Duyu felt it, he immediately brought a small bowl and put it in front of Xiaoxiao.

Ye Beiming carefully served a bowl of chicken soup to the little girl.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!" After Ye Xiaoxiao saw Ye Beiming's movements, her eyes lit up slightly, and she said with a soft face.

"Little guy eat slowly, no one will rob you!"

Ye Beiming looked at Ye Xiaoxiao dotingly and said.

"Uncle Wang, you are so good!" Ye Xiaoxiao said with a grin.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you like, my uncle doesn't know what you like, so I casually gave the little girl something she liked, and sent it to Yourukayuan!"

Ye Beiming seemed to have remembered something at this time, looked at the little girl and said.

"As long as it's given by my uncle, I like it, I'll go over and watch it now!" Ye Xiaoxiao was so excited when she heard that Ye Beiming had sent something, and immediately jumped down and prepared to go back to Youruoyuan.

Ye Wanruo, who was sitting on the side, looked at the picture of Ye Beiming pampering the little girl so much, the corners of her lips curled, and she smiled shallowly, looking in a good mood!

Ye Xiaoxiao, who had just run a few steps, suddenly stopped as if she remembered something at this time, and ran in front of the two of them, "Mother, I want to hold a bowl!" ”

"Snack goods!" Ye Wanruo shook her head slightly, glanced at Ye Xiaoxiao and said.

The little girl didn't say anything, and ran away after serving a bowl of chicken soup.

She can't have such a delicious chicken soup to herself, she wants to give her brother Yelin a taste of her mother's craftsmanship.

The little girl also ran to Youruoyuan and saw a lot of small toys given by her father.

Ye Xiaoxiao deliberately picked a few that he would like at night.

Then he hurriedly ran to the Night Pavilion.

In the Yelin Pavilion, Yelin was wearing a black robe, with a green silk hair pulled up, and the face that looked almost the same as Ye Beiming's, his eyebrows were tightened a little, revealing an old-fashioned atmosphere.

He took the scroll beside him, glanced at the scenery outside, and sighed slightly.

What exactly did he hope for?

Isn't it enough to have a daddy?

Daddy was very nice to him.

He still wanted that kind of maternal love.

"Young master, the little girl is here!" The night image is like seeing something at this time, telling what he saw.

"Ye Xiaoxiao?" Ye Lin's brows furrowed, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Brother Night!"

"What do you see I've brought you?"

"It's a chicken soup made by my mother, it's delicious!"

"Would you like to taste it?" Ye Xiaoxiao blinked, looked at Yelin sitting in front of him expectantly, and smiled sweetly.