Then, the carriage slowly continued to move towards the palace, and Youya rubbed Little Pudding's little buttocks, "How are you doing? Does it still hurt?" Her voice was so gentle that it seemed like water would drip out of her.

Little Pudding tilted his neck, his head automatically turned away from You Ya, and his tone was a bit angry, "Humph——"

Youya smiled awkwardly and coughed lightly, "It's Mommy's fault. Mommy shouldn't think you were happy leaving Mommy and said bad things about Mommy." Alas, it's all my fault for being impulsive! Impulsiveness is the devil!

Little Pudding grinned secretly. Mommy was fine, and he was happier than anything else. It was just a slap, and it was fine. However, he still said angrily, "Mommy went out to play by herself, but she didn't bring Pudding. What a shame."

Pudding and Prince Wang are anxious!"

Youya smiled sheepishly, she wasn't going out to play, but she had promised Lou Aotian not to talk about it, and then went back to find the housekeeper Lu to arrange a position for him. "Okay, Mommy knows that Pudding is worried

Mommy." Looking at his still red and swollen eyes, Youya felt in her heart that it was great that someone was worried about her!

She is a modern person who inexplicably traveled to ancient times. She is helpless and inexplicably pregnant with a baby. However, she is very grateful to God for giving her a child. Although the child has no father, she is herself.

She was born in ten months of pregnancy. This gave her the closest relatives in the lonely ancient times. Therefore, she never thought about who the father of the child was. As long as she and little Pudding depended on each other, nothing else mattered.

Little Pudding's voice was hoarse after crying, "No, the prince and daddy are worried too. Mommy also wants to thank the prince and daddy."

Youya: "..."

Why does this naughty kid get in trouble when he steps on his nose? Who does this rogue character follow?

Taking a deep breath, Youya smiled softly, admitting that she was in the wrong——

"Okay, mommy knows that the prince is also worried, and mommy is very grateful. Don't be sad!"

Little Pudding flicked his calf twice, and his tone was a bit naughty, "No, mommy has to tell the prince and daddy."

On one side, Feng Tianlan was still leaning on the couch, looking at the unknown scroll. The calm and cold expression on his face made Yu Ya retreat.

Want her to say thank you to a stinky prince? Why!

She doesn't want it!

Unfortunately, little Pudding seemed really sad, and his little butt was indeed beaten by himself!

Sighing helplessly, Youya gave Feng Tianlan a perfect smile. The truth in her smile was clear at a glance, "Thank you for your worry, Your Majesty, and thank you for taking care of little Pudding."

Feng Tianlan didn't even raise his eyes, he seemed to be looking attentively. Just when Youya was about to glare angrily, a lukewarm voice sounded, "This king is doing this so that he will not break his trust with others."

In one sentence, he not only made his position clear, but also made it very clear that there is no need to thank him.

You Ya, who was so aloof and indifferent, almost twitched her mouth in anger. Well, she shrank her neck angrily and glanced at the little pudding next to her with cold eyes. It was this little guy who made herself so sentimental!

Little Pudding may have also felt a terrible look of resentment. He smiled and didn't dare to raise his head, "Mommy, please give Pudding some more rubs! Pudding's butt really hurts!"

Youya was speechless. When she opened his pants, she saw that there were no fingerprints at all, and there was no red at all. However, this little guy looked like he was enjoying himself.

"It hurts? Rub it?" Youya chuckled, her voice a little cold.

"Well, it's very comfortable." With a standard baby face, Little Pudding nodded with enjoyment.

"Then I think it's better to do this!" Youya suggested kindly, "How about Mommy actually making a series of eighteen palms and five fingers for you, and then Mommy will help you rub it all night?"

Little Pudding suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Maya with his round eyes. Seeing the slight coldness in her eyes, he quickly got up and said, "Mommy, little Pudding, after Mommy's vigorous rubbing for a long time, her buttocks are still wet."

The fart is healed! Thank you, Mommy."

A complete image of a bitch.

Youya silently complained about how quickly her son changed his face!

Feng Tianlan was speechless at the strange mother and son on one side——

It was time for her stomach to growl. Maya touched her hungry belly with a sad face. She still had something to eat in the morning!

Seeing how pitiful she was, Little Pudding picked up the pastries on the small coffee table and ate them one by one.

"A-sneeze!"

"The thirteenth sneeze!" Little Pudding clasped his fingers on a chair and counted. Of course, there was a bit of dissatisfaction on his little face. His mother just didn't tell him that she had disappeared before.

Where did she go for a while! Why should she keep it a secret from her own son? What's more, she kept sneezing and seemed to have caught a cold. The more she did, the more curious he became.

Xiang'er shook her head and walked in with the ginger soup that Youya mentioned, "Sister Youya, you must have caught a cold!"

Yamo, she was locked up in such a cold ice cellar, how could she not freeze? She drank two large bowls of ginger soup and then felt a thin layer of sweat. She felt better, Yamo.

Ya then let out a long yawn.

"Is Miss Youya here?" A familiar voice sounded outside.

Xiang'er hurriedly ran out to take a look, then turned around and said, "Sister Youya, this is Butler Lu."

"Why is he here?" Youya blinked with a bit of curiosity, "Please invite him in quickly -"

Following Butler Lu, there was an old man with a white beard who came in. Butler Lu said with a bit of respect, "Miss Youya, just now I heard from Xiang'er that Miss Youya caught a cold, so I brought a doctor here to see you.

look."

Youya felt warm in her heart and smiled gratefully at Butler Lu, "Butler Lu is really considerate and a good steward of the palace. He is so considerate and caring about his subordinates -" Unlike some people, she waited on him for a whole day.

As a result, I didn’t even see the corner of Leng Bianning’s clothes!

After flattering him, the doctor wrote a prescription and then left. Youya quickly pulled Lu Guanjia and said, "Youya has a, ahem, distant relative who wants to find a job in the prince's palace. Look -"

Butler Lu was slightly stunned and a little embarrassed, "This -"

"It's okay, you can just give him a pig feeder or a toilet scrubber! Anyway, I'm sorry for his appearance -"

Listening to Youya's words, Butler Lu, Little Pudding and Xiang'er all wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. What do you mean by looking sorry?! Shame——

"Well, I, I'll do my best and I'll give you an answer tomorrow." Butler Lu nodded hesitantly.

Youya smiled sweetly and then let go of Butler Lu's arm——

Xiang'er went down to boil the medicine, while Youya and Little Pudding stared at each other——

"Mommy, what are you hiding from me?" Little Pudding's tone was a bit sad. When did there be a crack between Mommy and himself? And a little secret of his own?

Youya smiled coquettishly, "Well, what's the matter?"

Pretending to be innocent? Little Pudding was dissatisfied with a bit of arrogance, "Mommy, you said that there should be no generation gap between us. Even if there is a generation gap, we will squeeze it into cleavage!"

Yu Ya: “￥%#%￥#%”
Chapter completed!