C243 Missing you

Just as everyone was at a loss of what to do, Luo Huayu crawled to the side of mufei's stomach again. Once again, he reached out his hands and touched mufei's stomach.

Then, he opened his mouth wide, his hand that was touching his stomach stopped there, not moving at all. "Little brother, little brother, we're moving."

Everyone was staring at Luo Huayu in disbelief. After all, Yu Er was still a child, with so many people staring at him at the same time, it finally made him feel uncomfortable.

He crawled back to Qingluo's side and cuddled up in mufei's arms, feeling a little wronged. "Mufei, little brother did it, it's true."

Qingluo slowly recovered from her petrified state and turned to look at her son. Just as Yu Er was about to be blown away by his mufei's stare, Qingluo suddenly pulled Yu Er into her embrace, tightly hugging him and refused to let go.

When everyone woke up from their shock, they swarmed over and surrounded the bedside together, all talking at once to make fun of Luo Huayu. However, the little fellow was no longer willing to speak.

He was just cooperating with mufei's arms and doing his best to hug mufei's waist. Although her arms were short, it wasn't enough, so he wasn't willing to let go. Today's events were too strange. What's wrong with all these people? They all looked so strange.

"Young Master Yu, come to this servant's place. Don't be afraid, this servant is the one." Moyu reached out her hand, wanting to coax Young Master Yu into her arms so that she could have a good talk with him.

Who knew that regardless of how he used it today, Luo Huayu would still tightly hug his mufei and would not move an inch.

"You guys don't gather around either. Seeing that the Young Master Yu is frightened, all of you scatter and scatter. Once he has calmed down, let Qingluo ask him." Although Lin Qing's heart was itching to ask more about it, she knew that this matter was not urgent.

raised his head, and saw that mufei's face was filled with tears, causing Yu Er to not dare to make a move anymore. He did not know how Qingluo had angered mufei, but the mufei would usually smile and giggle at him.

"Yu Er, don't be afraid, mufei is happy. Really, mufei is too happy. We, Yu Er, can talk." Seeing her son so worried, Qingluo quickly wiped her face and spoke gently to Yu Er.

"Yu Er, do you have anything else to say to mufei?" Qingluo coaxed, she wanted to hear more about her son's voice. To Qingluo, that voice was like the sound of nature, and there was no way she would not hear enough about it.

"Mufei, don't cry." Yu Er reached out his small hands to wipe off mufei's tears, but the more he wiped, the more he couldn't stop. When Yu Er saw mufei like this, he almost cried.

"Qingluo, don't be like this, scare the Young Master Yu again, this is a good thing, a good thing is great, you can't cry so much, you have to laugh more, and besides, you still have this stomach."

"Your emotions will directly affect him, won't you, Young Master Yu? Do you like your little brother to cry or is your little brother to laugh?" Lin Qing did not forget to say a few words to comfort Qingluo while also teasing her.

"Brother, smile." Yu Er answered without hesitation. The clear and melodious voice of the child made Qing Luo laugh from her tears. She glared at Mr. Lin.

"You also know that I shed tears because I was happy, not because I was sad. It's just that how do you know it's your little brother? All of you said it's your little brother, just in case it's a little sister."

"It's little brother." Although Yu Er had spoken late and did not speak for a long time, he had spoken very clearly today. This made Qingluo very happy, she was simply going to die from happiness.

Luo Qingqi, do you know that your son can speak? Luo Qingqi, I miss you so much, never have I missed you so much.

Although her son was accompanying her and he did not let her become incurable, it was already to a very dangerous level. And just at this moment, Yu Er actually opened his mouth to speak.

This took away all of Qingluo's attention. Her heart was focused on her son, so she didn't have the time to worry or feel sad. Those moans were all thrown to the back of her head.

"Hurry, hurry, send someone to inform the An Nation's Madam Hou, tell her that Yu Er can speak, and tell her not to worry anymore. Before today, she was still thinking about this matter."

Mo Li immediately sent someone to deliver a message to the house of the Marquis. They all knew that the of the house of the Marquis, the Royal Consort, was as respectful as a mother. No one dared to slight her.

There was no need to see anything else. At this moment, the first person that the wangfei thought of was Madam Hou. Madam Hou's place in the wangfei's heart could be seen from this.

"Also, in the palace, the palace also needs to be informed. Send a proper person, hurry up and bring my plate. Don't forget, find someone who knows how to speak."

When she saw Mo Li running back, Qingluo immediately gave her a new mission, but before she finished, she hastily waved her hand and changed her decision.

"No, no, it's impossible to just send a random person. After all, we're going to the palace to deliver a letter, so we have to find someone loyal, reliable, and trustworthy. It seems like I don't feel comfortable sending anyone over. "

Qingluo was in a state of panic as she arranged everything in her mind. Not to mention that she was usually calm and collected, but her heart was overflowing with joy. She was completely unable to control it.

"How about one of you guys make a trip?" Looking at the person in front of her, Qingluo felt that these people beside her were more reliable. In fact, even if they sent someone else, who would dare to be unreliable in the palace?

It was just a matter of concern. Qingluo wanted to tell the people in the palace the happiest thing that had happened to her. Others might not be confused, but she herself was already in chaos.

"Princess, please let Brother Luo San go to the palace. His legs are fast, and he's also an old acquaintance of the palace.

Mo Fu carefully picked a candidate. She had other thoughts in her mind, but she couldn't say it now.

"That's right, sending Luo San there is the safest thing to do, it's still Mo Fu's brain that's moving fast, quick, quick, let's go Mo Fu, let Luo San enter the palace right now, the empress dowager and Grand matriarch will definitely be very happy, the emperor and Zi Rou will also be very happy."

Although there were a lot of people in the palace, there were only a few people that needed to be informed. Mo Fu accepted the order and familiarly went to find Luo San.

Seeing Mo Fu coming from far away, Luo San walked over, "What is it, Mo Fu, you need me for something?"

In the past few days, Mo Fu had been hiding from him, making Luo San a little unconfident. But now that she saw Mo Fu taking the initiative to look for him, the depressed feeling that others might not see disappeared like smoke into thin air.

"Brother Luo San, the wangfei wants you to report a letter to the palace." These words gave Luo San a big shock, "Report it to the palace? What's wrong with the wangfei? What happened? "

When he heard about the princess consort, Luo San's mixed emotions immediately disappeared. He did not dare to delay the matter with the princess consort, not only because she was his mistress, but also because the prince was not at home right now.

Whenever the princess made a mistake, Luo San would always want to use his own brain to make up for it. He was most afraid that if the duke was outside, he would make up for it.

"Brother Luo San, don't be so nervous. It's a good thing, it's a good thing." Seeing that Luo San's entire body had instantly entered into a state of vigilance, Mo Fu hurriedly took another step forward, as she comforted him. She didn't expect that the moment she mentioned about going to the palace to report, Luo San would become so nervous.

"What on earth is it that the wangfei wants to send a message to the palace?" If it wasn't a big deal, the wangfei didn't really like entering the palace. The main reason why she entered the palace was to see the two elders.

She didn't even want to see the Emperor, so Luo San was more clear about this. But now, the wangfei said she was going to the palace to report, what kind of incredible news would that be?

"If it's not the body of an imperial concubine, what else can it be? "No, if it's a matter of the body, then he should be the first to go to Imperial Physician Xuan." Luo San made wild guesses, feeling extremely uneasy.

Looking at Brother Luo San's current eyes, he didn't seem as passionate as when he used to look at him. His entire concentration was completely focused on the news that the wangfei was about to go to the palace. Other than resolution and worry, he didn't have any other expression on his face.

It was probably because he was worried about the wangfei and was determined to settle the matter for her. Such a serious and resolute man suddenly had a kind of idolization that Mo Fu couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Brother Luo San, Young Master Yu can speak. He just spoke to the wangfei." Not wanting to make Brother Luo San anxious, Mo Fu quickly revealed the reason for his visit, yet, Luo San did not react for a moment.

"Oh, Young Master Yu can speak, and send this message to the palace? "What's so good about that? I thought it was so big …"

Luo San suddenly stopped talking, his face was filled with disbelief, his roundly widened eyes and mouth, it was a good explanation for his shock.

Luo San suddenly grabbed Mo Fu's arm, but that mouth of her closed for half a day, "You, you, what did you say? Who, who can speak? "

Luo San couldn't even speak properly, he could only stammer out this question after a long while. Mo Fu's arms were aching from being grabbed by him, but she wasn't unhappy at all.

"Yes, yes, yes! Young Master Yu can speak, are you happy?" She knew that Brother Luo San would be happy. Brother Luo San was the closest to the duke.

"Happy, happy, Young Master Yu knows how to speak. This is great, God bless …" Luo San was so happy that his speech became incoherent, but his voice became softer and softer, until he seemed to be talking to himself.