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

The crisp and delightful voice spewed an ambiguous word: "Brother... Brother... hug...”

Snowball-like chubby cheeks filled with pears.

The man stunned.

Mu Yan was also stunned.

Just at this time--

“... Your Highness... Your Highness Lotus... where are you? Come on out! ”

Muang's heart jumped suddenly.

No wonder she thinks this man is familiar. No wonder she thinks this little boy is familiar.

Turns out, these two are the clouds of cold and blue rain.

Many years ago, he was the eldest brother of a teenager and the seventh younger brother.

……

As soon as this thought flashed, the scene in front of Muay's eyes changed.

“Big brother, big brother...” He grew up a little bit and ran in with his short leg and his little fat hand firmly pinched his fist.

Babies on the face are slightly fattened, making two bars more visible.

Until it rushed to the cold clouds, the rain did not spread its hands open, revealing a slightly silly smile: "Brother, eat... Xuelian cake, mother made it, sweet! ”

Yun Rusheng opened his fat paws and shouted, “I told you not to go into my nightmare again, didn't you hear? ”

Little rain stared at empty hands, then at the snow cake that fell on the floor, his mouth flattened, his eyes filled with tears.

But instead of crying, he squatted down and carefully twisted a piece of his finger, sending it to Yunru's cold mouth: “Brother, sweet, Qi has eaten. ”

If the cloud suddenly fails to withstand the cold, it is stabbed to the lips by that soft little hand.

Time, intense sweetness spreads from the lips to the tip of the tongue and penetrates his heart silently and without interest.

Little Rain saw him eat the Snow Lotus Cake before smiling happily and revealing his lovely cellar: “Brother, isn't it sweet? Xiaoqi, take it again, brother, eat! Sweet every day. ”

Sweet.

This word, which had nothing to do with his life, was so unmarked and irresistibly engraved in his soul that it could not be erased.

……

“Brother, in three days it will be Xiaoqi's birthday banquet. Mother will prepare many gifts for Xiaoqi. Will you come with me? Seven wants to give you a gift. ”

Looking at the small rain filled with hopeful eyes, the clouds turned away from sight and revealed a self-derisive smile.

Nightmare, which stands for killing, trickery, and hateful to everyone.

Xiaoqi, however, is the only prince born of the Queen today and heir to the royal family with pure summoner blood.

He was born to be respected, and he was born to stand high and be respected by all people.

How can a dirty man who crawls out of a creepy hell like this stand beside him? Share his gift?

The royal family kept him and gave him the name of His Royal Highness, but because [Nightmare] is powerful, it also uses a bit of value.

Little rain saw him refuse, dead grabbed his hand, made him cry and hang himself.

If the clouds are cold, they will almost come down.

He could hide behind the screen, bless Xiaoqi and watch him shine.

……

On the day of Little Rain's birth, Yun Rusheng had reached the [Phoenix Palace], but heard the conversation of several maids.

“I don't know what His Royal Highness thinks. Why do you always run to the Nightmare Palace? The place was shady and cold, and I saw it from afar and felt terrible. His Royal Highness is even more creepy. I hear that the people he killed, the bones pile up, can all be stacked into a mountain..."