"Mom, I don't want it, you eat quickly, eat more, you haven't eaten for a day."

"Don't you really want to eat something? Come I'll feed you, ah open your mouth, hurry up, hurry up. ”

Zhao Yu blushed and was embarrassed, but he still opened his mouth to eat.

This feels so shy? 〃, my mother fed him, I should have been reserved.

"That's good." Song said softly and fed Zhao Yu a few more mouthfuls, reached out and touched his head.

Zhao Cheng stood at the door and looked at the picture in the room, did not disturb, but just stood there for a while.

It wasn't until Song finished eating briskly that Zhao Cheng raised his feet and walked into the ward, "What are you eating?" ”

Hearing the voice, Song Qing glanced up at him and replied.

"Preserved egg and lean porridge."

Song said lightly, looked up at Zhao Cheng, and said, "Have the discharge procedures been completed?" ”

Zhao Cheng responded, "Well, okay, you can go back." ”

"That's good." Song Qing drank the last bit of porridge in the bowl and handed the bowl to Zhao Cheng.

It's said to be a bowl, but it's actually just a packed lunch box, and you throw it away after eating it all at once.

Zhao Cheng took it and walked to the trash can and threw it directly into the trash can.

"I'll get up and put on my shoes first."

Behind him, Song stood up lightly, moved to the edge of the bed, and sat down, bent down to look at the shoes placed on the side of the bed, ready to get out of bed and put on shoes.

"Mom, you sit and I'll help you put on your shoes." Zhao Yu, who was standing on the side, saw her stand up and immediately came to the bedside and bent down to put on Song Qing's shoes.

The boy in front of him was serious and serious, if it was someone else, Song Qing might not feel anything.

But on Zhao Yu, it's different.

This is His Majesty the Emperor, although he is young, but he is also a person who has been an emperor at a young age.

Song Qing looked down and saw such a well-behaved child, and she felt flattered, this was her son.

It feels so sweet.

Song Qing put on his shoes and got out of bed.

After feeling that there was nothing to take, Song Qing said, "Let's go back!" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Cheng nodded and reached out to hand the medicine in his hand to Zhao Yu, "Take it." ”

Zhao Cheng handed the medicine to his son and stepped forward to Song Qing's side.

He reached out and bent down to pick up Song Qing, and then strode out of the ward. Song Qing was suddenly picked up, and habitually stretched out his hand to wrap around his neck.

"You, you let me down, I'll go myself."

Zhao Cheng didn't let go, just looked down at the woman in his arms, and said in a deep voice.

"Be quiet." Zhao Cheng said that Jean had already walked out of the ward.

Behind him, Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and walked out of the room slowly after holding the thermos cup.

……

Outside the corridor, Song lightly stretched out his hand against his chest, wanting to get off the ground and walk by himself

However, this man's strength made Song Qing doubt that he was a little chicken, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"I can walk myself, let me go."

Looking at the eyes around him, Song Qing only felt that his old face was burning badly.

"A lot of people are watching, let me down."

Zhao Cheng's footsteps did not stop, but the deep voice clearly entered Song Qing's ears.

"So what."

The man's voice was very domineering, but Song Qing felt that he was very sultry and gentle at this moment.

This is really the ruthless Prime Minister Zhao Cheng in the legend, and Song Qing seriously suspected that he was dropped.

Song Qing looked at his cold side face and couldn't help but speak: "Has anyone ever said that you are very domineering." ”

Zhao Cheng glanced at her lightly and said very seriously.

"Haven't I always been?"