Wei Wan seemed to have expected Zhao Xu to come, as she had already made a pot of fragrant tea.
Seeing Zhao Xu step in, Wei Wan smiled sweetly.
"The official was furious in the front hall and talked so much. You are thirsty. Come and have a cup of tea to moisten your throat first."
Zhao Xu stepped forward directly, picked up the tea cup and drank it in a gulp.
Then, he directly bypassed Wei Wan and sat on the bed not far behind Wei Wan.
This bed belongs to Wei Wan and is usually used for lunch breaks.
As soon as Zhao Xu sat down, he smelled a different kind of fragrance.
This aura gradually calmed down the anger in Zhao Xu's chest, but soon there was another kind of flame burning deep in his heart.
Zhao Xu lay down minding his own business.
He said: "Auntie, I'm a little sleepy."
Wei Wan looked at Zhao Xu, who was wearing a dragon robe, and couldn't help but feel doting on him.
In her eyes, no matter what clothes Zhao Xu wears, no matter how tall he grows, he will always be the well-behaved and shy little boy from before.
Wei Wan, like before, gently sat next to Zhao Xu with a gust of fragrant wind.
In the past, when Zhao Xu said he was sleepy, Wei Wan would let Zhao Xu lie next to her, letting his head rest on her slender legs.
Then, Wei Wan would hum some tunes to coax Zhao Xu to sleep.
And when Wei Wan habitually held Zhao Xu's head and let him rest on her lap.
For some reason, Wei Wan suddenly felt a little strange.
But she couldn't explain it all at once.
She just looked down at Zhao Xu, and she found that she had always seen that shy, upright, and kind child in her eyes. Looking at the light in her eyes, there seemed to be something strange.
Wei Wan had no way of accurately identifying this look, but she instinctively felt uncomfortable.
As for what made her uncomfortable, she couldn't explain why.
Could it be that it is because he has recently practiced the magical skills that only the great masters of the Mo family can practice, that he feels this way?
Zhao Xu had been lying down. Wei Wan tried several times, but could not reach out and touch Zhao Xu's head.
It was as if there was something invisible preventing her from doing this.
Moreover, the way Zhao Xu looked at her made Wei Wan start to care.
After a brief pause, Wei Wan finally stretched out her slender hand.
He gently held Zhao Xu's neck and lifted it up slowly.
Such an action was something Zhao Xu enjoyed immensely.
For him, only he can enjoy such tenderness.
However, Zhao Xu did not feel the special lingering feeling on Wei Wan's legs.
He discovered that what he was resting on below his head was actually a pillow.
Zhao Xu suddenly stared, when he was about to appeal to Wei Wan.
Wei Wan had already stood up and walked towards the back room.
She seemed to be getting a quilt, and Zhao Xu looked at Wei Wan's slender, plump and graceful back.
In his eyes, there was a sharp edge with unknown meaning that kept flickering.
He clenched his fist tightly, and due to excessive force, his nails had penetrated into the flesh of his palm.
But when Wei Wan turned back with the quilt in hand, she found that Zhao Xu was no longer there.
Wei Wan looked outside the door, smiled slightly, and said to herself, this child has really grown up.
In her eyes, Zhao Xu should have gradually grown up and no longer relied on her as much as before.
But Wei Wan never knew that as soon as Zhao Xu left the Queen Mother's palace, he went directly to the side hall.
He called two palace ladies and entered his dragon bed.
Then, I heard the palace maid's constant whining and begging for mercy coming from inside.
This kind of sound didn't last long, and it lasted only a few dozen times.
After everything calmed down, Zhao Xu walked out of bed.