The Strongest Young Grandmother

However, Yueji Xiaoshuanger has been very independent since she was a child, and as an heir, she has received various trainings since she was a child. She is smart, so she can do almost everything.

She can cook, boil medicine, make medicated meals and so on.

Ye Mohuang will naturally also.

Because since childhood, he almost took care of himself.

Because he is the unfavored prince in the palace, maybe the palace doesn't remember him as such a prince at all, and the maids and eunuchs in the palace don't even treat this prince as a prince, but they won't let him die.

When Ye Mohuang could walk and talk at the age of one, he clumsily used a spoon to eat, and what he ate was leftovers.

But he also survived.

Just got poisoned.

Later, the people around his mother appeared in the palace, secretly taking care of him, and he continued to live.

This time, he secretly went to the doctor to see a doctor, and then was assassinated.

Ye Mohuang helped Xiaoshuanger make the fire, and Xiaoshuanger started to make medicinal meals.

After it was done, Xiaoshuanger let Ye Mohuang eat it, "Brother Huang, you can try it, although it is made with medicinal materials, it can strengthen the body, but it should have no medicinal smell. It tastes the same as normal rice. Added seasoning."

Looking at Xiao Shuang'er's expression, Ye Mohuang's heart was touched, and he himself didn't know what his emotions were at this meeting.

Ye Mohuang looked at Xiao Shuang'er, the light in his eyes flickered, and looked down at the medicinal food in the bowl.

"Brother Huang, you must be hungry, eat quickly."

Ye Mohuang's eyes were a little warm, he stiffly reached out and took the bowl, then held it with a spoon, drinking it very carefully.

He cherished it very much, and was reluctant to drink it all at once.

This was the first time in his ten-year-old time that someone specially cooked food for him.

Xiao Shuang'er kept looking at Ye Mohuang, "How about it, doesn't it smell like medicine?"

Ye Mohuang nodded, "It's delicious."

After drinking it, he felt that his stomach was warm, and his whole body was warmed up.

Very warm very warm.

Ye Mohuang's nose is a little sour.

He knew he was going to cry.

In the palace, he still remembered that when he was two or three years old, probably, he had the impression that he would cry at that time, but later he knew that it was useless for him to cry, and he never cried again, so for a long time, he forgot What does it feel like to cry.

Xiao Shuang'er kept looking at Ye Mohuang, she was stunned when she saw Ye Mohuang's eyes turning red and wearing water, "Brother Huang, isn't it delicious? It's not delicious, don't eat it. Now, Shuang'er will do it for you again, Brother Huang, don't cry, don't cry..."

Saying that, Xiao Shuang'er nervously wiped Ye Mohuang's eyes.

Ye Mohuang didn't cry.

Although he was still young, he had experienced the warmth and affection of human beings, experienced various life and death, and had already learned to control his emotions, so he quickly forced the tears back without worrying Xiao Shuanger.

"Shuang'er, don't worry, it's not crying, it's hot, and hot eyes will cry."

Xiao Shuang'er naturally believed Ye Mohuang's words. She took the bowl and blew into it, blowing hard, trying to make the medicinal food in the bowl cool and not so hot. Seeing Xiao Shuang'er's actions, Ye Mohuang felt warm in his heart.

This is the first person to be so serious and kind to him, even though she is a little sister younger than him.

But at this moment, Ye Mohuang decided to treat Xiao Shuang'er well in the future.

He wants to protect his warmth.

When Xiao Shuang'er was blowing, her cheeks were bulging, because she was too hard, her face was red, and she was cute and tight.

After blowing it for a while, she also scooped a spoonful with a spoon and tasted it, "Brother Huang, it's not hot anymore."