Chapter 605

Mu Qingge and Hua Yiran go straight to the main hall. When they arrive, they also happen to see Rong Jue entering the main hall with a little boy in his arms.

The two people's eyes were on each other at the first time.

Mu Qingge's eyes were hot, almost red on the spot.

There have been too many differences between them recently.

After more than a month's parting, mu Qingge has never been so worried.

Seeing Rong Jue, her heart beat a lot faster. Even if there were many people present, she couldn't help hugging her waist.

Smelling his familiar breath, mu Qingge's impetuous heart calmed down in an instant.

As if, found a home.

After several days of continuous tiredness, Rong Jue's dusty clothes were in a mess and his face was tired.

However, when he saw mu Qingge, his eyes softened involuntarily, especially when mu Qingge held him regardless of the eyes of others, his eyes almost became a pool of autumn water, so gentle that people indulged.

He didn't say anything, holding the baby in one hand, holding her head in the other, pressing her to himself and kissing her gently on the top of her head.

The others were stunned.

People obviously did not expect that Leng Qingru, such as Rong Jue, would even do such intimate and pet actions in full view of the public.

"Thin." Rong Jue touched mu Qingge's face, frowned, said two words, and then said, "suffering."

"I'm ok. Don't worry. I'm back well." Mu Qingge came out of his arms and saw that he had guilt in his cold eyes. She knew that he was there and regretted that he had an accident. She sighed. He didn't have separation skills. How could he care so much?

"By the way, what are you doing out of here?" What does mu Qingge think of? Ask.

"No Mu Qingge was relieved and looked at the little boy in Rong Jue's arms.

The little boy's face is a little dirty, and his clothes are very dirty. His big eyes are full of grievances. He looks at mu Qingge with big eyes from top to bottom.

When mu Qingge thought of his experience these days, he was deeply distressed, "little baby, come here, let your mother hold you."

As soon as mu Qingge's words were finished, the little boy cried. He put his fat hand around mu Qingge's neck, buried his face in Mu Qingge's arms and cried out loud.

Mu Qingge felt very hard. Before he could comfort her, the housekeeper began to burst into tears. "For such a long time, the little master didn't cry or make any noise. He didn't say a word. I didn't expect to see the princess and you couldn't help it."

The little boy didn't speak. He was breathing and sobbing in Mu Qingge's arms. Mu Qingge didn't care about the guests. He coaxed them. Seeing Rong Jue's appearance, he said, "Wang Ye, why don't you go to clean up first?"

Rong Jue does not speak, a pair of black eyes obstinately looking at her.

Others don't know what he means, but mu Qingge knows that he wants her to be with him.

But she has a baby in her arms!.

Mu Qingge was worried, so the housekeeper said with a smile: "princess, the old slave asked someone to prepare hot water for the prince and the master, and send them to your room."

Mu Qingge only hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and then apologized to others: "Yan'er, this situation must be very uncomfortable. I'll take him back to the room to deal with it first, and then come out for dinner. Excuse me first."

Others understood and asked her to take the baby back to her room.

On the way back, Rong Jue holds mu Qingge's hand and keeps silent, while the little boy is still crying until he comes back to the room, which makes mu Qingge's heart pull up, but it's useless to persuade him.

Mu Qingge was about to cry. He asked Rong Jue, "is little baby hurt? Why are you crying like this?"

It seems that Rong Jue can't stand her dirty robes. As soon as she goes back to her room, she takes off her cloak and outer robe, leaving only her middle and inner garments. Wen Yan kisses her on the face, stubbornly holds her in her arms, reaches out to touch the head of the little boy, but doesn't speak.

Mu Qingge is dying of anxiety, but Rong Jue is too lazy to say a word. She can't help it any more. Seeing that the little boy is still crying, she quickly takes off the little boy's robe and carefully checks his body. She finds that his small body is smooth, and there is no trace of any wound. Only his fleshy hands are red, The hanging heart relaxes.

The hot water came quickly. Originally, it was intended to be washed by Rong Jue and Xiaopi, but Xiaopi was too attached to Qingge. Because of her internal injury, she was too weak to bathe again in winter.

So, she had to ask someone to pull a small bath bucket and let them bathe separately.

This time, it was mu Qingge who helped him take a bath. Rong Jue frowned, but he didn't say anything.

The little boy cried miserably enough. Until mu Qingge helped him wipe his body, his cry stopped. Because he had been crying for too long, his eyes were red and swollen, his nose was red, and his face was full of tears.

"Good, don't cry." Mu Qingge wiped his face with a soft towel. "If you cry again, your face will wrinkle."

The little boy shriveled his mouth, sobbed and looked at mu Qingge wrongly, "... Afraid!"

Mu Qingge took him out of the bath bucket, wrapped his small body in a small blanket, while kissing his small face painfully, "I'm sorry, my mother and brother didn't protect you, we promise you, this kind of thing will not happen again!"

She will never hurt him again!

The little boy looked at mu Qingge and said, "well," and then he chirped on mu Qingge's face. He looked much better.

Mu Qingge's heart also relaxed a lot. He helped him put on his robes, dried his hair, and fondly touched his flat stomach. "Are you hungry? Shall we go out to eat now?"

Then he looked at Rong Jue, who had been wiping his long hair with his own touch, "are you hungry?"

Rong Jue nodded.

The little boy also gave a hum, and then he hugged mu Qingge. He was more clingy than before, and had no sense of security.

This time, she didn't ask him to be independent or anything. She held him in her arms and wiped Rong Jue's hair. When his hair was dry, the three of them went out to eat in the main hall.

There were many guests in the hall. Before they arrived, they were very busy. When they saw the three of them, they calmed down.

"Living hell, you look much better. Is that ok?" Duanmu Liuyue asked with a rare color.

Rong Jue glanced at him and did not answer.

Duanmu liuyuesi doesn't mind, ha ha a smile, "see you are still a pair of arrogant appearance, then know nothing, good, such things can be intact body and retreat."