Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Su Qingluo nodded with a smile: "With the cubs to accompany you, even if Huya returns to the forest, you won't feel lonely anymore."

"What cub?"

The little prince was completely attracted by the cub, and his big eyes with teardrops were shining brightly.

"Well, it's hard to say."

Su Qingluo rubbed her chin pretending to be deep: "Tigers are rare and lions are hard to find. The most common ones are leopards and bears. When my sister goes hunting in the mountains, it doesn't matter what she catches. In short, she won't return empty-handed and miss you." It's my birthday."

"Yeah, let's pull the hook, my sister keeps her word, and she will give me a little cub every birthday."

The little prince was overjoyed, and instantly forgot all the unhappy little things.

"Okay, pull the hook."

Su Qingluo took the initiative to stretch out her right little finger, hooking his pink little finger.

"Hee hee, pull the hook, hang yourself, and you can't change it for a hundred years."

The little prince hooked his sister's fingers happily, and the innocent and happy voice of the little milk echoed in the valley, making people feel happy.

The accompanying maids, guards, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces, looking at the pair of young ladies with deep affection.

Ye Xue'e is even more mother-loving, and her heart and eyes are full of pampering.

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"Mother, Qingluo has pain-relieving ointment, which is specially used to treat backache and leg pain. If you put a little on it, the numbness in your legs will disappear soon."

After comforting the little prince, Su Qingluo came to Ye Xue'e again, handed the maid Yinger a bottle of ointment, and motioned her to apply it on her mother.

"Mother is not tired, don't bother."

Ye Xue'e's legs were tired and her heart was warm, feeling the long-lost warmth, holding Su Qingluo's soft little hand, her heart felt soft.

"Ma'am, you've been tired all the way, it's rare that Miss Qingluo is filial, so you can do as she pleases."

Ying'er cared about the mistress wholeheartedly, took the ointment, and persuaded her in a gentle voice.

"Mother, you seldom walk. You must be very tired after walking so far in the mountains for the first time."

Su Qingluo was full of concern, and helped Ye Xue'e back to the bluestone by the stream to sit down, squatted down, helped her lift up her trouser legs, exposing her snow-white ankles, and turned her head to tell Yinger.

"Sister Yinger, just put the ointment on your ankle."

"Understood, let me come."

Yinger smiled and agreed, opened the box, picked up some ointment with her fingertips, and gently applied it on her ankle.

The effect of the medicine was obvious, and after a while, the soreness, numbness, swelling and pain in the muscles of both legs disappeared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ye Xue'e regained her energy and looked at her daughter with surprise.

"Qingluo, where did you buy this ointment, just put it on for a while, it's really amazing."

"My sister made the ointment herself. How can quack doctors outside compare to my sister."

The little prince heard it with sharp ears, pouted his little nose arrogantly, and put the Huang Jingcao he had just picked in his small basket.

"Hey, I'm confused because of my mother."

Ye Xue'e was amused by the little prince's arrogant appearance: "Isn't that right, our Qingluo is a miracle doctor, so we need to go to the pharmacy outside to buy ointment."

"Madam is really lucky. You have such a sensible and well-behaved daughter as Miss Qingluo who is filial to you. Good days are to come."

Ying Er answered with a grin.

"Qingluo, you are tired too, sit down and rest for a while."

Ye Xue'e was delighted to hear this, and held her daughter's hand, her heart and eyes filled with love.

"Okay, I'll sit with my mother for a while."

Su Qingluo wasn't tired at all, thinking about Ye Xue'e's first trip to the mountain, she intended to spend more time with her, and obediently sat down beside her.

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