"Mrs. Sun, this child's face!" Mama Jiang was worried about scaring her master.

"The injury left a scar, this child not only knows medical skills, but also reads, and the masters like it very much." Wang Xiaoxia pulled Tutu to his side and let the princess see it clearly.

After hearing this, Hani also said beside him: "Madam, my sister-in-law's children are very good, Tutu is the most talented in medicine, this child can be smart a little, and now they are all about to catch up with me."

Hearing that Hani also praised the empty air, the crown princess was grateful to Wang Xiaoxia in her heart.

Not every mother can teach her children so well, I heard Gesang say that this lady has six children at home, plus Tutu seven. It is indeed not easy to escape the war, escape the famine, and do business to feed a large family.

This is a noble person in this life, if one day, the prince's mansion is revitalized, she will definitely thank this lady.

"Tutu has seen Madame, I've seen this aunt!" Tutu bowed respectfully, but his nose was sour.

"Okay, good boy, excuse me." The crown princess raised her hand happily, although she couldn't sit up now, but she had a little strength in her hand.

"It's not too early, Madame can go back early after getting the needle." Gesang reminded him that it was not easy for them to come out, and they couldn't go back too late.

The crown princess nodded, and Hani and Gesang withdrew from the room.

Closing the door, Mama Jiang took off the clothes on the crown princess and let the princess lie on the quilt.

Wang Xiaoxia gently pinched the diagram and said, "You can see clearly how your mother gives the needle, and when you go back, you will draw a diagram of the acupuncture points."

"Got it, mother!" Tutu held back the sadness in his heart, nodded and walked out of his mother's arms and opened the medicine box next to him.

The crown princess bit the silk scarf in her mouth, endured the pain, watched Kongkong skillfully help beside her, and chanted the names of some acupuncture points in her mouth.

It seems that this child is very well taught, polite and sensible, looking at his eyes are a little moist, her heart is like being cut by a knife, and her mood has become uncomfortable.

"Madam, you can't breathe under the needle." Wang Xiaoxia felt the crown princess's body trembling and knew that this was a distressed Tutu.

Well!

The crown princess responded to the next sound, adjusted her mood for a while, and Wang Xiaoxia continued to take the needle.

This time there are a few more stitches than last time, and it hurts a lot more than last time. However, the crown princess gritted her teeth and persevered, and did not faint again.

She didn't want to worry about her useless mother, if she hadn't met a nobleman, their mother and son would really have to meet each other.

After getting off the needle, Tutu walked behind the screen, and waited for Mama Jiang to get dressed, and then Wang Xiaoxia called someone over to check the pulse of the crown princess.

Tutu soon learned about his biological mother's illness, such a disease could not be cured for him, and only his mother could rejuvenate him.

Wang Xiaoxia deliberately prescribed a prescription and asked Mama Jiang to boil the medicine herself, creating an opportunity for the mother and son to speak deliberately.

As soon as Mama Jiang left, Tutu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her biological mother: "Tutu is not filial, and you have been worried for so many years!"

"Arise, arise, my son! Come here, let the concubine take a good look at you." The crown princess's outstretched hand was trembling.

Wang Xiaoxia helped the person up and used a quilt and pillow so that the princess could sit up against the bed.

Tutu moved his knees to the edge of the bed, letting his birth mother caress his little face, and he couldn't help but cry low as he saw his birth mother so thin that she was skinny and skinny.

As soon as Tutu cried, the crown princess couldn't help it, covering her mouth with her hands, afraid that people outside would hear it, and her body was shaking from crying.

Wang Xiaoxia turned his face away, never dreaming that his original joke would come true. Tutu is the grandson of the emperor and may be the next emperor.

"Can you call Hongu a concubine?" The crown princess looked at the empty sky expectantly.

"Mother!" Tutu's hoarse voice shouted, and he threw himself into his mother's arms and hugged her tightly.

It turned out that he was not a child that no one wanted, and it was his family who couldn't help himself that would let him fall into traffickers

hand. He has biological parents, but his biological parents are not doing well.

Wang Xiaoxia looked at the scene where the mother and son recognized each other, turned her face away and wiped the corners of her eyes.

waited for Mama Jiang's voice to come from outside, and then the mother and son stood separately. Tutu didn't dare to raise his head for fear of being seen by Mama Jiang, but Wang Xiaoxia secretly put some powder on Tutu's face to hide the redness and swelling of his eyes.

"It's still hot, I'll have to wait a while." Mama Jiang only cared about the medicinal herbs in her hand, but she didn't notice Tutu's body.

When Tutu heard that he was going to give medicine to his mother, he volunteered, "Auntie, let me feed this lady!"

Mama Jiang saw that although the child was well-behaved, she was still worried that she would frighten the crown princess.

The crown princess nodded slightly, there is nothing more joyful than her son feeding her medicine.

After Tutu got permission, he sat on the edge of the bed with the decoction, blowing spoonfuls and spoonfuls, and fed the medicine to his mother.

As soon as he finished drinking the medicine, Gesang urged outside.

The crown princess clenched her fists, but she couldn't say anything more.

Wang Xiaoxia pulled Tutu's hand, feeling Tutu's hand clenched, she shook her head slightly at Tutu.

Soon the crown princess was carried on the back by Mama Jiang, and before leaving, she smiled at Tutu, and they left Geju in the secret passage from above, and returned to the prince's mansion after going out from another place.

Wang Xiaoxia had mixed feelings in her heart, and she was in no mood at all.

Although the crown princess is very pitiful, she also feels the feeling of losing her son.

Gesang saw that Wang Xiaoxia's face was not very good, so he didn't leave them to eat, and stood in the courtyard watching the mother and son go out of the courtyard.

Tutu knew that there were many spies outside, so he walked out of the door and deliberately smiled happily and said, "Mother, these books that Uncle Gesang helped me find are so interesting, and my eldest brother must like them too."

"If you like it!" Wang Xiaoxia also looked like a mother and a son, and pulled Tutu back to the general's mansion.

Entering the gate of the General's Mansion, the faces of both mother and son turned cold.

Tutu's tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and when he arrived at the side courtyard, Tutu hugged his mother's arm.

Wang Xiaoxia squatted down distressedly, wiped his tears and hugged him into his arms and comforted, "Silly boy, believe mother, all this will pass. Remember, what you're going to do now is not to kill, but to sharpen your knife."

"Don't worry, my son has written it down, and my son must sharpen the knife sharply enough, and let that beast pay for his blood debt when the time comes!" Tutu's eyes oozed a murderous aura, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

At this time, someone came from the courtyard next to him, Wang Xiaoxia took Tutu back to the main courtyard, put the book away, and took Tutu to the kitchen to cook.

At the door of the study, Sun Jiuzhou watched this scene, he put down the book in his hand and followed him to the kitchen.