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Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033

Can I ask this directly?

Han Han was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked up at his mother.

Xiao Lingyue bent down and kept looking straight with Beibei: "Do you want to know?"

Beibei nodded: "I heard my mother say my name."

Han Han interrupted, "I heard it too, mom, are you talking to your father about Beibei's illness?"

Xiao Lingyue smiled: "Yes."

"Is Beibei really sick? Is it very serious?" Han Han opened his eyes wide, with clear worries in his eyes.

Xiao Lingyue felt soft and reached out to touch his little head: "Did Han Han hide behind the door and eavesdrop on the eavesdropping because he was worried about Beibei?"

Beibei turned to look at him in surprise.

Han Han nodded and said seriously: "I want to know what happened to Beibei!"

"..." Beibei was stunned.

Xiao Lingyue laughed: "Bibei is fine, he is just an old problem. After taking the medicine, you will be better off. You don't have to worry."

"Really?" Han Han was a little unbelievable.

His little face wrinkled slightly and muttered, "But, after the imperial physician Grandpa Zhou found to treat Beibei's pulse, his face looked ugly, as if Beibei had suffered some serious illness...

They didn’t dare to prescribe medicine to Beibei.”

When he was in the palace, he saw the concubines of the emperor's grandfather get sick. After seeing her, the imperial physician did not dare to prescribe medicine. He sighed and left.

Then a few days later, the sick concubine passed away...

Hanhan was a little scared.

Xiao Lingyue looked at him softly: "Don't Han Han believe his mother's words?"

Han Han shook his head immediately.

"Bibei's body has always been taken care of by his mother. The imperial physician did not know the inside story, so he did not dare to use medicine for Beibei indiscriminately, and there was no other meaning."

Xiao Lingyue omitted a lot of inside stories and only chose the simplest words to comfort him: "Don't worry, with your mother here, there will be no trouble in Beibei."

"Well, that's good!" Han Han finally felt relieved and smiled on his face.

Beibei stood aside without saying a word.

Zhan Bei looked at the communication between the mother and the son in cold eyes, and he only commented on Xiao Lingyue's behavior of fooling his son half-true and half-false: "Stupid!"

I don’t know if it is Xiao Lingyue’s stupidity or Han Han’s stupidity who was fooled.

Xiao Lingyue stood up and looked at him with a bad look: "Or why would you come?"

I don’t feel pain when I speak while standing.

Han Han bulged his face and said unconvincedly: "Dad is stupid!"

Zhan Bei snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to his son, and turned back to the main hall.

Xiao Lingyue was about to coax the two little guys back to the bedroom to rest.

Beibei shook his head: "I just took the medicine prescribed by my mother, and I'm not sleepy now."

Han Han turned his head to look at him: "Then I'll take you out for fun?"

Beibei: "I don't want to go."

"Then..." Han Han was about to say something.

At this time, a maid hurried over and saluted: "Prince, a few people came outside, saying they were looking for the county lord."

Xiao Lingyue was stunned: "Who?"

The maid said, "It's a man and a woman, and she's also a half-old child. The girl said her name is Qingluo."

Xiao Lingyue patted her head: "It should be Qingluo and Meng Wenhao, they came out of the Heavenly Prison."

"Has the Shen family's witchcraft case been investigated?"

Beibei looked up in surprise: "Has my mother cleared her suspicion?"

"Well, it's okay. I originally wanted to go to Tianzhu to pick them up, but when I got back to the mansion, I was shocked and I didn't even bother to borrow someone from Uncle Zhou."

Xiao Lingyue shook her head, "They don't know how to find it."

Hearing this, Han Han turned to the maid and said, "Since it's someone my mother knows, please bring them here."
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