The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The blue eyes slowly covered with a layer of water mist, and the little body shrunk, seemingly grieving.

The emperor looked at the little boy in front of him, his heart unnamed depression and irritability.

“What can I cry about? ”

He reached out his hand and rudely wiped away the tears from Baby's face.

Then sit casually on the chair beside him and place the baby on his lap.

“Well, don't cry. Don't stick to your mother again. If you want to be strong, Benjun can teach you. ”

Baobao's long lashes are like crow feathers and wet with tear beads.

Tremble gently and lift to reveal the same blue eyes as the Emperor.

He looked at the man holding him.

Always felt that this weekday's annoying tenant seemed a little different today.

His arms were warm and smelled just like his dream father's.

“You, why are you teaching me? ”

The Emperor frowned and glanced at the food on the table.

Cold and cold, it's hard to swallow at first glance.

How can kids eat these?

His hands flashed and the food on the table disappeared.

I switched to a few bowls of incense spray heat to let people sniff out loud meals.

“Eat first.” The Emperor's Cold Road.

It seemed like an order, but for the first time, Bao didn't choke with him.

Instead, he picked up the bowl of chopsticks.

Sitting in a man's pocket, picking up rice with chopsticks.

Fresh food flows into your stomach with hot air, and your body gets warm.

The loneliness, panic and sourness of just being alone in the house disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Till he finished eating, the emperor said: "I can teach you martial arts and even teach you to practice cultivation beyond the limits of martial arts in the mainland. ”

Bao dropped the bowl chopsticks and hit a burp.

White jade-like faces are red with shame.

But he quickly bandaged his little face and asked, "What do you want? ”

“Attempt?” The Emperor snorted coldly, "Mu Yan will sooner or later become the wife of the Emperor, and you will be the son of the Emperor, the future Lord of the Poles. Benjun naturally needs to cultivate you well, otherwise will you be ashamed of your face? ”

Bao's face suddenly rose red. “Mother is not yours! ”

“So you don't want to learn from Benjun anymore? ”

Bao's face changed and his long eyelashes twitched slightly, showing the tangles in his heart.

Eventually, he had a little fist, and he said out loud, "Okay, I'll learn from you. But I will find my own mother and take her back. ”

He shook his little fist, “Mother is mine, definitely! Absolutely not! ”

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Muang stayed in the house for a while and found that the door could not be opened.

The lock was even weirder, and even if she used ten percent to fix it, she couldn't move it at all.

Moe couldn't, she had to go back to bed and sleep.

The next morning, toiletries and breakfast were delivered.

Just to make her sad, the cook for breakfast today seems to have changed one.

Dinner wasn't good last night.

He stretched his lazy waist and Muang stood up and walked out the door.

Just stepped out the door and saw a pair of hands stopping in front of her.

A young man in black appeared in front of him, looking handsome, with red teeth and white lips, but no expression on his face.

It's even colder than an emperor.

“Ma'am, the master says you can't leave here for now.” Even the sound of the exit is icy and delightful, but there are no emotional fluctuations.