The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

But a big, generous and strong hand covered his mouth.

"Don't make any noise, she's busy."

Yan Yang wore a sable cloak and held an oilcloth umbrella to protect his son from the wind and snow.

"Well."

Zebao blinked his long and curly eyelashes, then he opened his father's hand and muttered, "I understand, the host of the Great Freedom Hall said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and the merits are immeasurable. "

Yan Yang hired four world-famous teachers for his son.

As a result, this kid Yan Ze is still very naughty. Today he bullied the teacher’s pet wolf dog into autism, tomorrow he harvested the teacher’s herbs, and the day after tomorrow he ran away from home... If the child is taught by his own mother , I wonder if I can behave better.

After being busy until dusk, Mu Tingxue had time to sit down and take a rest.

Only then did she realize that a father and a son, one old and one young, were just standing there in the snow, looking straight at her.

Mu Tingxue bowed and said, "See His Royal Highness the Regent and His Highness the Crown Prince."

Yan Yang: "No courtesy."

Mu Tingxue smiled lightly and said apologetically: "Look, I'm so busy that I neglected these two distinguished guests. When did you arrive? It's freezing outside, so don't freeze your body. Go inside and have a drink. Warm tea.”

Yan Yang: "Just arrived."

Zebao: "..."

The thousand-year-old ice in Layer Abyss Snow Valley is not as harsh as my father’s words.

Zebao's eyes are particularly sharp and his mouth is sweet: "I was worried about my aunt's injury, so I pestered dad to bring me to visit you."

Mu Tingxue glanced at the thick falling snow on the umbrella and smiled: "My injuries are no longer serious. Thank you Zebao for your concern."

Zebao secretly made a face at his father.

——You still have to rely on me.

Jumping down from the regent's arms, he came to Mu Tingxue's side and grabbed Mu Tingxue's hand affectionately.

He also checked the injury on her wrist carefully.

*. *. *

Banquet room.

Mu Tingxue placed Zebao on the embroidered pier, fearing that he would freeze outside, and took a thick piece of felt to cover his knees.

"Auntie, I'm not cold."

Zebao blinked, "You touch it."

Mu Tingxue touched Little Baozi's cute face. Sure enough, it was not cold, and the child's palms were warm: "That's good."

The bottom of the embroidered pier is hollow, and a cloud copper basin is placed. Smokeless silver charcoal is burning in the basin.

The buttocks of people sitting on it are warm, like a hot kang.

The attendants and maids serving in the mansion were very curious as to why the eldest lady had brought such a handsome and noble man back. She had been staying in the hall for more than half an hour. What was going on?

But at least there is a cute baby, so it’s not like a man and a woman are alone in the same room.

Yan Yang is a big iceberg and doesn't like to talk.

His eyes fell on the three-legged and covered incense burner in the center of the living room.The furnace lid is hollow, filled with the precious Yuxi incense.

Zebao's strange eyes glanced back and forth at the two adults.

I feel like the atmosphere is a bit tense.

"Auntie, I'm hungry."

"The kitchen has made Baihua chicken, boiled conch slices, fried tofu, and three-yuan chicken wings, and steamed purple sweet potato and bean paste cake." Mu Tingxue showed her courtesy as a landlord, "Let's have dinner."

Zebao turned his head smartly: "Daddy, let's eat together too."

Yan Yang: "Okay."

Mu Tingxue: "..."

This is too readily agreed. Shouldn't a normal Chinese parent refuse politely, then reprimand the child for being ignorant, and use the excuse of darkness to leave with the child?

A sumptuous dinner was placed on the table.

Although Mu Tingxue felt uncomfortable facing Yan Yang, fortunately, Zebao, a pistachio, smoothed the atmosphere and it didn't seem so awkward.

The three of us dining together felt like a family of three.

Mu Tingxue picked up a white glaze printed baby's play porcelain soup cup and opened the lid.

The aroma of lily and red bean sweet porridge wafted out.

She gave Zebao a spoon and said, "Try it."

Zebao took the spoon and stared at the sweet porridge without moving.

Yan Yang frowned slightly. This child was seriously picky about food. Could it be that he was going to cause trouble in front of Mu Tingxue again? If this brat dared, he would...

"Good boy Zebao, only by eating well can you grow taller, especially whole grains, which are rich in nutrients necessary for human body growth. Children who are too picky about their food will not grow taller."

Mu Tingxue persuaded the child softly.

Zebao originally resisted rice porridge, but now he somehow managed to scoop up a spoonful of sweet lily and red bean porridge, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

"Well, it smells so good, sweet and glutinous."

Yan Yang was stunned.

Is this still his son?

Zebao obediently took the spoon and ate it from the bowl one by one. The skin of the overripe red beans was stained on his lips.

You must know that there has never been anyone in the Prince Regent's Mansion who could feed this child cereals and rice.

Mu Tingxue persuaded her softly, and Zebao snored and ate more than half of the bowl.

What's even more amazing is that Mu Tingxue gave Zebao a chicken leg from a Baihua chicken, and he gnawed on it too. The delicious juice of the chicken, the fresh aroma of pepper, and the tenderness and sweetness of the meat exploded between his lips and teeth. , cheeks bulging, like a satisfied little hamster.

"eat more."

Seeing the little bun eating so deliciously, Mu Tingxue felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and reached out to touch his furry little head.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw someone.

"Your Majesty, why don't you use your chopsticks? Is the food not to your liking?"

“The food is very good.”

Yan Yang's voice was slightly hoarse. He picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and picked out the conch slices.

Mu Tingxue was silent for a while.

It feels a bit tiring to communicate with the Prince Regent. You have to desperately find a topic, and the other party may not pay attention to you.Better is the soft and cute Zebao.

Zebao was a little sleepy after eating and drinking. He yawned and rubbed his eyes.

Just like a dumpling, she cuddled up next to Mu Tingxue.

Outside the window, it was already dark, and under the eaves of the houses in Mu Mansion, glazed lamps were lit one after another.Reflecting the snowy scene, it becomes brighter and brighter.

Yan Yang saw that the time was almost up and stood up to leave.

Just as he was about to take Zebao away, he found that this boy had fallen asleep in Mu Tingxue's arms at some point.

"This……"

Mu Tingxue was also in trouble and couldn't bear to shake Xiaotuanzi awake.

It was as if there was some feeling in the dark that she really liked this child.

His mind started to heat up, "Why don't you let Zebao sleep here tonight? It's windy and snowy outside, and his body temperature will be low after falling asleep. It will be bad if he gets cold. His Royal Highness the Regent will come to take him back tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Tingxue regretted it and wanted to slap herself, feeling like a pervert who kidnapped the prince.

What's more, Zebao's father is still so difficult to talk to...

Yan Yang nodded: "Thank you."

Seeing that the other party agreed so quickly and without hesitation, Mu Tingxue was shocked.

I always feel like something is weird.

Does His Highness the Regent trust her a little too much?Even his own son can be entrusted to her to spend the night.