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Luoluo suddenly woke up from her bed, opening her eyes wide as she looked at the slightly unfamiliar bed ceiling.

He hurriedly stood up and looked at this dorm that should have belonged to the mandala with astonishment, then let out a long sigh. What happened to her last night? He seemed to be drunk …

"Mother!" Suddenly, Steamed Bun's clear and tender voice rang out from nearby. Luoluo was startled, and in the blink of an eye, he looked at Steamed Bun who was bounding over.

"My … My lady!" Steamed Bun rushed over and nimbly crawled out from under the bed. He threw himself into Luoluo's embrace and wrapped his arms around Luoluo's neck. "Mother …"

"Aiyo …" Luoluo rubbed his forehead as he felt a headache coming on. He hugged the little bun and patted his back gently. "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly come to disturb me so early in the morning?"

"Ugh …" Steamed Bun pouted and looked at Luoluo, "Mother, Sister Xi Er said that it's already noon! "It's not early in the morning …" After saying that, Steamed Bun covered his mouth and giggled, "Mother, you're sleeping like a fool!"

"Ah?" Luoluo looked outside the window in shock at the sun at noon. As expected, it was already noon. She gently shook her head. "Steamed Bun, how did Mother come back last night?"

"I don't know …." "The little bun played with his own fingers." Last night, Uncle Wu Chen didn't come over to look for Yan Er, but then Big Sister Xi Er hugged Yan Er and slept in a room nearby. Then suddenly, when Yan Er wanted to go to the latrine, he got out of bed and went out by himself. The little bun frowned. He raised his chubby little hand and pressed it on his face a few times as if he was trying to remember something. "Err …" "I forgot …"

"Forgot?" Luoluo stared blankly at Steamed Bun, "How could you forget?" She only remembered that yesterday, she was in a bad mood and wanted to sit there for a while. She could not remember anything else after that. She must have gotten drunk later on, so how could she walk back to mandala herself?

"Ugh …" "Let Yan Er think about it..." Steamed Bun suddenly pursed his lips and looked at Luoluo. What's going on with his mother? He was only a year old and yet she was able to remember so many things.

"Think!" Luoluo frowned, staring at the little bun.

"It seems to be …" "Eh …" "Steamed Bun scratched his little head and replied," "Um, there's a really cool Big Uncle carrying his mother back. Mother, you seem to have fallen asleep. Then, a Big Uncle carrying his mother came back!"

When he thought of Big Uncle, Steamed Bun suddenly smiled mysteriously. "Mother, Yan Er looked in the mirror in the morning and my hair and eyes resembled that Big Uncle's!"

The Luoluo stared blankly at Steamed Bun …

If that was the case … Was it Chou Yan who carried her back last night? Luoluo looked at Steamed Bun in shock. Steamed Bun's eyes and nose were very similar to Ming Liehan's, but according to what Steamed Bun said, that Chou Yan, that Chou Yan went back to the main hall last night? Did she do anything ugly after that? How could it be him?

"Mother …" "What's wrong …" "Steamed Bun pouted and touched Luoluo's chest." Mom, Steamed Bun has already answered your mother's question. Mom, can you play with me? "

Luoluo came back to her senses. She looked at Steamed Bun's small hands on her chest and suddenly puffed out her cheeks. She glared at Steamed Bun and said, "Stupid brat, bring your hands over. You will eat your mother's tofu everyday!"

"Ugh …" Steamed Bun pouted and looked as if he had been wronged. He withdrew his hands and obediently placed them in front of him. He raised his head to look at Luoluo, who had gone into a daze after cursing at him.

Luoluo didn't look at the giggling Huai Zi Zi, but turned her head and looked out of mandala's window.

Since Chou Yan was not Ming Liehan, then why did he have to care about her life and death? And he had even personally sent her back to the mandala?

"Mother …" The little bun suddenly played with Luoluo's fingers. "Mother, there isn't a crown prince or brother playing with Yan Er here. Can you play with Yan Er?"

Luoluo looked down and saw the pouting bun. She smiled faintly: "Where's Sister Xi Er? "Tell Big Sister Xi Er to play with you!"

"Ugh …" Big Sister Xi Er said that she had just arrived at this palace today and the people in charge of the palace had called her over. "Mother, Yan Er is so bored …"

"Oh." Luoluo nodded blankly, but let out a long sigh: "Yan Er, I'm dizzy!"

"Then let Yan Er give his mother a massage!" When Steamed Bun heard this, he immediately placed his hands on Luoluo's temples and massaged them.

"Damn brat." Luoluo helplessly raised his hand and pulled Steamed Bun's small hand down, then he kissed it.

Sometimes, she wouldn't pay attention to her son's appearance for two days, but after two days, she would realize that he had changed again. Now, this child seemed to be even cuter than when he was in Bright Radiance Country, and his walking was also much steadier than before.

"Oh, Mother, can you play with Yan Er?"

"Well, but..." "Mother has a condition!" Luoluo suddenly laughed sinisterly.

Steamed Bun trembled as he looked at Luoluo in alarm. "What condition?"

"You have to admit that you're a little bun and call yourself bun three times. Mother will get out of bed now and take you to play in the imperial garden!"

"No …." Steamed Bun pouted.

"Steamed Bun?" Luoluo raised her eyebrows.

"Don't …" Steamed Bun pouted.

"Then I won't play with you, you can play by yourself!" She could not believe that this child knew that she was calling him bun, but she had never called herself bun before. As a mother, she was extremely unhappy, after all, this was the name that she gave Ming Liehan when she was in her arms.

"Ugh …" Little bun pursed his lips.

"Do you want to call me that?" Luoluo raised his eyebrows and smiled craftily.

"Good!" Steamed Bun bit her pink lips helplessly. "Yan Er is my mother's Steamed Bun …" Steamed Bun … "Steamed Bun …"

"Heh heh!" Luoluo was immediately beaming with joy.

At least, she had a son who could continuously make her happy, and at least, his son could temporarily replace Ming Liehan to give her courage.

Seeing the little bun giggling non-stop in her arms, Luoluo had a smile plastered all over her face as she hugged the intimate mother bun tightly.

Chilling, did you see that …? Steamed Bun, you're really sensible. You really know how to make me happy …

In the royal garden of Chou Ming Palace —

Beside the blooming Devil's Snare sea, a small figure in a white scholarly robe was running between the flowers.

"Haha, mother, come chase me!" The little bun's cheers of joy and Luoluo's laughter resounded throughout the imperial garden.

"Bastard, do you really think I'm getting old?" "Let me tell you, your mother is only eighteen years old, but her legs are still nimble. Be careful, I might catch you and beat your butt!"

"Wow!" "Mother is a tigress!" Steamed Bun suddenly widened his eyes. He looked at Luoluo as if he was terrified, then turned around and quickly walked towards the fake mountain.

"Stinky brat, stop!" No matter how much you play, give me back my jade hairpin first! "Stop right there!" Luoluo clenched her teeth and chased after him while holding onto her skirt.

"Haha, come on, come on, mom, you can't catch me …" La la … "Ah!" Suddenly, Steamed Bun turned around and hit a place that was a bit hard, but it didn't hurt. Steamed Bun stared blankly for a moment before raising his head and looking at the "thing" he hit.

Chou Yan lowered his head, looking at the child who was hugging his leg, in a daze, Ge Er who was beside him suddenly shouted out: "Heavens, whose child is this? Why did he run into the palace? "Somebody, get this little bastard out of here!"

When the Luoluo heard him, he immediately went forward and pulled the hugs back, hugging them tightly in his chest, and turned his head to look at the guards who suddenly surrounded them.

Chou Yan raised his eyebrows, and turned to look coldly at Ge Er who was giving out the order.

Luoluo held Steamed Bun tightly and glanced at the guards who wanted to pounce on him. He raised her eyes to look at Chou Yan and then looked at Ge Er, "He's my son, not some bastard. Be careful when you speak."

Chou Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Luoluo.

Ge Er suddenly opened her eyes wide. "Your son? "Oh my god, did this Princess Gabriella really bring his son over for marriage?"

When Luoluo saw her obviously unfriendly expression, she rolled her eyes and lowered her head to pat the steamed bun that was about to cry from fright. "Good girl, it's fine."

"Ugh …" Mother … "Has Yan Er gotten into trouble?" "The little bun held Luoluo's neck in her arms in fear, crying out in a low voice," "Mother …"

"No, Steamed Bun is a good boy. He's not in trouble!" With that, the Luoluo patted Steamed Bun on the back. In the blink of an eye, she glared at the guards.

"All of you, go down." Chou Yan frowned.

"Yes, King."

"Sigh, Wang …" When Ge Er saw this, his face turned ugly. She coquettishly tugged at Chou Yan's arm: "This child has bumped into you, aren't you going to punish him? How can you tolerate a child from another country stepping on your head without saying sorry! "

Chou Yan looked at Ge Er and asked, "What are you fighting with a child for?"

"I …." Ge Er was stunned, his face immediately turned white, and he turned to glare at Luoluo. She had a husband and a child, but she could actually be this young and beautiful, and was able to attract Chou Yan's attention the whole night. How could she not see her as an enemy?

The throne of the Chou Ming Country's Queen was still empty. If she did not fight for it, it would be hard to say whether it was Ru Er or this princess who stole it!

"You can go back first." Chou Yan said indifferently.

"Huh?" "What?" Ge Er was stunned.

"You can go back first, the I doesn't need you to stay with her."

"But …" "Wang …"

"Do you want me to repeat myself a third time?" Chou Yan raised his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, he glared at Ge Er with eyes filled with danger.

"Oh …" "Ge Er will return now …" Ge Er pouted, as though she felt wronged, but she did not dare show it to be too serious.

Seeing them in such a state, the Luoluo panicked and quickly carried Steamed Bun away. "Bi Luo carried the child back first, not disturbing Wang's leisurely mood!" As he spoke, he turned around to leave.

"The I did not tell us to let you leave." Chou Yan slowly walked towards the Luoluo.

The Luoluo was shocked, and hurriedly tried to retreat. However, Chou Yan stopped in his tracks, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes. "What is the princess afraid of?"

"Nothing to be afraid of." Luoluo lowered her head, saying that she was afraid of his approach, would he believe her? If she said that she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself and would jump into his arms to shout "Ming Liehan", would he believe her? Would he believe her if she said she was afraid he would hurt her son?

Chou Yan frowned, he was no longer looking at Luoluo, but instead at the bun in her arms. He had already turned his head around and was looking at him with a pair of curious eyes.

"What were you playing with your mother just now?" Chou Yan smiled faintly.

"Ugh …" Steamed Bun's eyes immediately lit up. Seeing that this Big Uncle was not that scary, but instead smiling, gave off an inexplicable and mysterious feeling. He immediately waved the jade hairpin in his hand in front of his eyes, "Yan Er just took my jade hairpin, Mother is chasing after Yan Er!"

When Chou Yan saw that seemingly cheap jade hairpin, he was stunned for a moment. A strange sense of familiarity arose in his heart, and then he looked at Steamed Bun's little face and smiled amiably. "Can I let I hug you?"

Luoluo suddenly took a step back while hugging her bun and looked at Chou Yan warily.

Chou Yan's face did not change, he only looked at Luoluo indifferently: "What? I wanted to hug the child. Even the princess was on guard? "

Luoluo bit her lips. "You promise you won't hurt him?"

"How could the I bear to harm such a cute child?" Chou Yan suddenly laughed.

Only then did the Luoluo relax a bit. Seeing that Steamed Bun didn't seem to have any fear, he placed him on the ground.

Seeing that, Chou Yan bent down and smiled, "You called yourself Yan Er just now right? "Come, Yan Er, let I hug you!"

"Heh heh …" Steamed Bun immediately smiled and walked towards Chou Yan, step by step.

Luoluo was stunned on the spot. Seeing the smile on Chou Yan's face, that kind of fatherly love shined down on her so brightly that she almost fainted.

Chou Yan picked up the bun, and carefully looked at the cute smile on his small face. It was a little familiar, and had an extremely strong feeling of familiarity, as if the Princess Gabriella also wore this kind of smile a lot.

Seeing Chou Yan suddenly turning to look at him, Luoluo's face froze, he immediately turned his head, afraid that Chou Yan would see the glimmer of tears in her eyes again.

Chou Yan smiled and patted Steamed Bun's shoulder, "Yan Er? "Tell I, how old are you?"

"Ugh …" "Steamed Bun suddenly counted with his fingers, then turned to look at Luoluo." Mother, isn't Steamed Bun going to be a year and three months old soon? "

Luoluo rolled his eyes and looked at Steamed Bun helplessly. He saw that Steamed Bun had a smile in his eyes, and suddenly, she felt warm in her heart when she saw Chou Yan hug Steamed Bun.

Right now, if the person holding the bun was Ming Liehan …

"Mother?" Seeing the Luoluo in a daze, Steamed Bun raised his eyebrows and asked loudly.

"Ah …" "Ah?" Luoluo regained her senses and looked at Steamed Bun, "Ah, yes. Steamed Bun has already reached the age of one year and three months …" The cold had left her for almost a year and a month.

Seeing Luoluo's expression that appeared to be like Luo Mo, Chou Yan frowned, then lowered his head and patted Steamed Bun's little face: "Yan Er, is this the Chou Ming Country's imperial palace?"

"Hm …." Steamed Bun, who had been questioned, suddenly pursed his lips and turned to look at Luoluo, who was standing at the side. "Yan Er doesn't like the palace!"

"Why?" Seeing that he was looking at the Luoluo, Chou Yan also looked over.

Luoluo also raised her head at the same time and looked at Steamed Bun in confusion.