As soon as the medicinal soup was soaked for a while, Cai'er came back. Cai'er hadn't thought about it before, but after a conversation with Murong Xiaogongzi, Cai'er felt that Xiaogongzi might be sick, so she ran back in a hurry, and when she pushed the door open and came in, she was still slightly panting.

"Miss, little boy—no—nothing—right?" Cai'er's words were intermittent.

"Cai'er, is there a dog chasing you behind you?" Xiao asked lightly for some reason. This girl, why has her temperament just gotten better, and she is starting to babble again.

"No, miss, I'm just worried about the little boy." Cai'er said. "And Murong Xiaogongzi is also very worried about Xiaogongzi."

Murong Xiaogongzi, that is, the son of King Qi, Mr. Yuwen's guest, he is worried about Xiao Baozi, it seems that his son is better than his father.

She seemed to have preconceived prejudice against King Qi to a little child, realizing her mistake, Xiao gently decided to wait for Xiao Baozi to successfully get started, and then go to meet that child, maybe he is not as annoying as he imagined.

"Xiao Baozi is fine, it's just that I helped him wash the marrow and cut off the bones." Xiao said softly. "When your physical fitness catches up, I will also help you get a bucket of medicine and let you bubble, and then you can cultivate."

"Really? Miss, but why can the little boy be now, and I have to wait. Cai'er asked suspiciously.

"Do you think your physical fitness is as good as a little bun? You'll have to work out for three or four months. Xiao said softly.

"Then Cai'er thanked Miss first." Cai'er didn't mean to eat the vinegar of the little buns, but she just felt that the little boy could start cultivating, but she couldn't cultivate yet, so she was better than a child, what could she do to protect the young lady.

But think about it, when you practice in the morning, the little boy can keep the same pace as the young lady, and she won't pant after the run, and she can't keep up with the young lady at all, it seems that she still needs to strengthen her practice.

Knowing that the little boy was fine, Cai'er was about to go and talk to Mr. Yuwen and Murong Little Boy, but unexpectedly, Murong Little Boy came to visit the little boy first.

Sure enough, blood is thicker than water, and since they met, they have considered each other for each other. Although the little boy always speaks insincerely, he really cares about the little boy Murong.

Little Prince Murong also cares about Little Boy. If Miss knew that these two people were her sons, and they loved each other, how happy Miss would be, but unfortunately she couldn't say it now, and it was so uncomfortable to hold it in her heart.

"Little Master Murong, why are you here?" Cai'er asked.

"I don't have to worry about the little buns, so I'll come over and take a look, it's okay, have you asked for a doctor? Have you taken your medicine? Xi'er asked several questions one after another.

"I was about to go to Boya Garden to talk to Mr. Yuwen, the little boy was not sick, but the young lady was helping the little boy wash the marrow and bones, so he took leave." Cai'er explained.

Hearing that Xiao Baozi was not sick, Xi'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it was good that she was not sick.

Washing the marrow and cutting the bones, I heard my father say that it is very painful to wash the marrow and cut the bones. When he was in the palace, he begged his father to teach him to cultivate, and his father said that if he wanted to cultivate, he had to wash the marrow and cut the bones, and the medicinal materials for washing the marrow and bone-cutting were difficult to match, so it had been postponed. The father also said that it was a particularly painful thing to wash the marrow and cut off the bones......

I don't know if Xiao Baozi can withstand such a painful thing.

Xiao, who was in the inner room, gently heard Cai'er, who had just gone out, talking to someone, and that voice had a familiar intimacy.

According to Cai'er's conversation with that person, it can be judged that the person who came is the son of King Qi who she felt guilty about just now.

Shouldn't she hate that child? Why do you feel so close...... Wait, it seems that she shouldn't hate that child, that King Qi has nothing to do with her, even the child is also his and the original body, she just accepted the original body's body, and took over the original child's child by the way.

Xi'er asked politely outside.

Such a sensible child should not be hated. Xiao thought softly to herself, maybe she thought about it. "Come in." Xiao's gentle mouth seemed to be thinking faster than hers.

Xi'er first cautiously poked her head in, and then came to Xiao Qingqing lightly, and looked at the small buns in the bathtub with her.

The red face is like a ripe apple. The beads of sweat on his forehead indicate that he has been patient, Xi'er really wants to suffer this instead of Xiao Baozi, but he also knows that this cannot be transferred.

"Aunt Mu, will he be in pain?" Xi'er asked softly.

"I haven't experienced it firsthand, and I don't know how painful it is." Xiao said softly. "Wait for the little bun to come out, just ask him."

"Yes." Xi'er looked at the hot medicine as if she was facing a great enemy, and the little bun must have hurt a lot.

During this period, Xiao gently added another bucket of hot medicinal juice to it, and Xi'er, who saw it, frowned tightly.

Xiao gently saw Xi'er in her afterglow. Looking at this child's expression, it seems that he is worried about Yuhua. This child, the more she looks at it, the more pleasing it is to the eye, and the little bun gives her a bad feeling, is it because they are of the same age.

Murong Huixi, you are much better than your cheap father. Xiao lightly slandered secretly in his heart. Your father Qi Wang dares to do that kind of thing of stealing chickens and touching dogs, and you will worry about my little bun, what a good boy.

Of course, why he had a good impression of a strange, first-time child, Xiao gently explained it clearly. When she knew the truth, everything would fall into place.

An hour had finally passed, and the buns could come out of the tub.

The water in the tub has become a little muddy. Xiao Baozi is only more than a year old, and there is not much dirt in his body, so he ......

"Little bun, are you okay?" Looking at the little bun that was almost collapsed, Xi'er asked worriedly. "How does it taste to wash the marrow and cut the bones, is it particularly painful?"

"I'm fine, it's okay......" Bun replied. How did you come here? ”

"Cai'er went to help you take leave with Mr. Yuwen, I didn't understand what I said, I thought you were sick, and I was worried for a while." Xi'er made a symbolic gesture.

"After you wash the marrow and cut the bones, will you be able to start cultivating, I also want to cultivate, and I also want to become stronger, I must be a man like my father in the future, standing up to the sky." Xi'er spoke.

"That's right, I'll be able to cultivate in the future, don't you envy it first." Xiao Baozi said sneeringly. "Mother, you can also help Xi'er test what kind of department he has."

Teaching children to cultivate is generally initiated at the age of five, so before the age of five, children will not be tested for talent, let alone taught children to cultivate. Small buns are a special case.