After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

"Zhao Zhao?" Xiao Linglang also half-raised herself, her eyes carefully depicting the outline of the New Year picture doll in front of her, her voice trembling.

"Mother." The little guy responded to her happily.

Xiao Linglang's eyelashes trembled and her eyes were hot.

She raised her eyes and glanced outside the tent. Didn't Tuoba Jin forbid her to meet the little guy? Why did he bring the little guy here again? Tears welled up in Xiao Linglang's eyes and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Don't cry, Zhaozhao, blow on mother~" The little guy pouted and blew into Xiao Linglang's eyes.

She was at a loss. Did she make her mother unhappy? Her mother didn't want to see her.

What if her father finds out that she has sneaked here and made her mother cry? Will she beat her?

Zhaochou's brows were all knotted together.

"Don't cry, mother." Xiao Linglang forced her lips into a smile and raised her hand to stroke the little guy's face. The little guy stood there motionless and let her touch him, with curiosity and embarrassment in his eyes.

Xiao Linglang tried hard to hold back her tears. This was a completely different feeling from looking at a painting. The irrepressible maternal love surged up in her.

"How did Zhaozhao get here?" She hugged the little one and let her sit in her arms.

The little fellow had a shy look on his face, but inside, his two chubby hands clutched onto Xiao Linglang's pajamas tightly. He tilted his head back, and looked at Xiao Linglang with his bright almond-shaped eyes.

Mother smells so good, she wants to sleep with her.

"I am walking here. My father is not here. He is in the court. Zhao Zhao misses him."

After Xiao Linglang woke up, no matter how much Tuoba Jin tried to concentrate his energy, for Xiao Zhao, she still rarely saw her father.

He got up early in the morning, but his legs were short and he didn't want to be carried. When he was tired, he looked back and found that he had not walked very far. Looking at the sky which had turned pale, he sighed.

She originally wanted to go directly to the court to look for him, but suddenly she remembered that her mother was still in her father's bedroom, so she just moved over slowly.

"Your father will probably be back by lunch time. Zhao Zhao, please wait patiently for a while, okay?"

Tuoba Jin has been busy embezzling relief money recently. Xiao Linglang touched the little guy's head and felt no resentment. He was the one who raised the child, and if he didn't miss him, he would be considered heartless.

"Okay." The little guy looked at Xiao Linglang eagerly.

As it was their first meeting, Xiao Linglang was still a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond to her, so she just chuckled at Naituanzi.

As a result, Zhao seemed to be shy, and with a chuckle, he buried himself in Xiao Linglang's arms.

"Mother."

"Hey."

"Mother~"

When Zhao called out, Xiao Linglang responded. After a long time, the little girl suddenly broke free from her arms for some reason, rolled around on the couch, and giggled strangely.

Xiao Linglang was stunned for a moment, and after she came to her senses, she immediately stood by the bed to protect the little guy.

Xiao Xiaoman, who was under the bed, heard the noise and poked his wolf head through the curtain. After seeing Zhao Zhao's performance, his sparkling wolf eyes were filled with excitement. He howled loudly at Xiao Linglang, as if to cheer for Naituanzi.

"Ouch~~"

Zhao: Get out, get out again.

Xiao Linglang: I felt totally at a loss and in a state of disarray.

Outside the Qinzheng Hall, Tuoba Jin, who had hurriedly left the court after receiving the news that the little guy was coming to the hall, heard the wolf howl, and his face, which was already as dark as ink, became even darker at this moment.

Qinghan didn't dare to say a word and tried hard to reduce her presence. After all, the little princess was the Wolf Lord's child, and they would definitely indulge her in the end.

"The food is eaten in the dog's stomach."

Tuoba Jin stepped into the Qinzheng Hall, and he was angry with every step.

If he didn't beat Zhao today, he would not be her father.

With a "bang", the door of the hall was kicked open.

The howling of wolves and ghosts paused for a second and then continued.

The veins on Tuoba Jin's forehead were throbbing. His parents were indeed bastards.

He simply grabbed his belt.

"Tuoba Zhao!"

Xiao Linglang poked her head out of the tent at the right moment, and looked at Tuoba Jin with despair. It was hard for him, taking care of a child was such a physically demanding job.

Who would have thought that she had already done three or four days' worth of exercise without even getting out of bed.

Zhao, who was still rolling and somersaulting, was stunned for a moment, blinking and looking at Xiao Xiaoman who had jumped onto the couch in a silly way.

Zhao: I seemed to hear someone calling my name.

Xiao Xiaoman: Oh, your father! (careless, calm and composed)

Yeong So: My...Father!!!

With a start, the little guy instantly lay down behind Xiao Linglang and squeezed his head out from Xiao Linglang's arm.

After seeing Tuoba Jin, maybe he had been too busy playing, the little guy couldn't understand Tuoba Jin's impending expression, and excitedly pulled his hand and said, "Father, mother is awake! Look, mother is awake."

"I know."

Tuoba Jin looked at the tired and flushed Xiao Linglang and felt so distressed. He shifted his gaze to the culprit and instantly became stern and cold.

"Zhao Zhao, you can play with mother now. No, father won't play with you." The little fellow rolled around in sweat, shivering under Xiao Linglang's arms, then turned over, looking up at Xiao Linglang, tugging at her clothes and acting coquettishly, "Mother, Zhao Zhao is hot~ wipe~"

The soft baby voice and the sweet smile of the little guy instantly dissipated all the fatigue in Xiao Linglang's body, and she was full of strength.

"Okay~" she responded to the little guy softly.

At this moment, Tuoba Jin's face not only turned black, but his teeth also felt sour.

She had never said this to him once.

Not in this life, nor in the previous life!

This little thing, why!

Tuoba Jin walked forward and pulled Zhao out from Xiao Linglang's arms.

"Tuoba Zhaozhao, are you looking for a beating? Who gave you the guts to break into my bedroom and make a scene?"

"And you too! You didn't even bother to ask someone to take her out and just let her make a scene. You're just wasting your life and being a bully, aren't you?"

Both mother and daughter were scolded, and Xiao Xiaoman added fuel to the fire.

Tuoba Jin took the belt and swung it hard into the air. The jade buckles collided with each other, making a sound of breaking wind in the air, which was very majestic and terrifying.

In addition to scaring the culprit's mother, the little one who made the mistake was quietly tearing down the step he had given her and even reporting him.

"Don't be afraid, mother. Don't be afraid. Father won't beat Zhao Zhao. He will scare him. He will make Zhao Zhao hungry! That's what I'm afraid of."

Tuoba Jin, whose anger value was five stars, laughed out of anger and exploded.

"Tuoba Zhao, if you can't speak clearly, don't say it. When have I ever been harsh to you?" Under Xiao Linglang's inquiring gaze, Tuoba Jin's hands creaked, and he stared at the chubby girl who was not even as tall as his calf with fiery eyes, exposing her shortcomings and mocking her.

"Heh, who squatted into the preserved fruit jar in the imperial kitchen? He hasn't even grown all his teeth yet, so he can eat so much that he will get food indigestion."

"No, it's not Zhao Zhao!" The little guy was unhappy when he heard this. He immediately stood in front of Xiao Linglang with his round belly, competing with Tuoba Jin in momentum.

Tuoba Jin pulled Xiao Linglang over and told her not to take sides. Afraid that she wouldn't believe him, he explained in her ear: "The persimmons were tributed by the Kingdom of Yue. The chef and others wanted to dry and bake them according to the method of the Kingdom of Yue, so that they would be soft, rotten and sweet. But they were not dried yet, and I don't know where this little creature got the hint and ate them happily in the jar!"

"Zhao Zhao's teeth are all straight—"

"Look, mother."

"what……"

That loud noise made Zhao angry. How could her father say that she had no teeth?