Lingqing didn't sleep deeply and soon woke up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the magnified handsome face of emperor Si.
Well, he looks good.
She was very satisfied.
"Sorry to wake you up." He fondly touched her soft hair.
Lingqing exhorted, like a harmless cat: "Oh..."
"Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
She shook her head to say no.
"A Si, I'm hungry..."
When he didn't wake up, she couldn't eat well and sleep well. As expected, she was used to having him and doing everything well. When he wasn't there, she couldn't do anything by herself.
She's sick, isn't she!
Or severe patients.
He said in a low voice, "then I'll get you something to eat..."
"Good ~"
Emperor Si put on his clothes and touched her forehead before going out.
Finally left, the spirit inclines to just dare to rest assured of cover own chest.
Ma Di! It hurts!
In the past, she suffered a little injury and soon healed. Now, the wound on her chest can't heal! Not even a scar!
In the past, three days was enough time for the wound to heal, and even there was no trace. Now she still has medicine on her chest!
Easy to expose in front of him!
No wonder uncle Shu asked her to use the method carefully.
Her little face was white.
There was a knock outside the door. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was not my husband, so he would not knock.
"Come in, please."
Zhang Jiling came in with little dye ink in her arms. There was a white tooth doll in her arms, staring at her.
"He's looking for you!"
He put the child on the bed, and xiaoranmo walked to her with short legs.
"Ma Ma, dry shore."
"Good morning, baby."
She was in a good mood to kiss the face of the child. Well, she gained a lot of weight.
"Anything else?"
Zhang Jiling hesitated for a while. Under the urging of Zhang Xiaosheng, he gave her the medicine bottle in his hand.
"It's a secret medicine for healing wounds in the clan. You can use it to see if it's OK." He wrung.
Ling Qing looked at the small bottle in his hand, and a warm current poured into his heart.
"Thank you."
The child bit her finger and looked at her curiously: "numb... Hurt, pain?"
"Mom, it doesn't hurt. Don't worry about Xiao ranmo."
The child didn't seem to hear what she said. He threw away the puppet in his hand and kept staring at her chest, where she was injured.
"Ouch."
The tooth doll was picked up by Zhang Jiling and held in his arms. By the way, I'd like to see if there are any ones with missing arms and legs.
Lingqing noticed the eyes of dye ink. He was surprised. The child seemed to know everything.
She is trying to round the topic, who knows the child actually so cry, tears like beans down.
"Oh, don't cry!" She flurried to coax the child, but rarely so sad.
Her quilt was soon covered with pearls, well, children's tears.
"Numbness, pain, whoosh ~"
He puffed up his mouth and blew to her as he cried. He was so stupid!
"That mom doesn't hurt now. If you cry again, mom will ignore you."
The child was sobbing and choking, but he didn't shed tears after a while.
Zhang Xiaosheng poked Zhang Jiling and said, "if you don't say anything, please comfort the child."
Zhang Jiling said, "he knows everything. There is no consolation. She has a contract with her child. She suddenly becomes so weak. She has a premonition and even a trace of pain. It would be better for him to cry. "
Zhang Xiaosheng has nothing to say. His own Wang has a point.
"Ma Ma, here you are." The child suddenly held his own tears to her.
Well, full pearls.
"Thank you, little cute. You are the baby of Mama. Do you give them all to mama?"
The child nodded, immediately picked up the pearls on the bed one by one, piled them up together, and then pushed them all to her.
Give her everything.
"To numb, no pain."
Give this to mom, and she won't hurt.