C7

This plot once again deviated from the young son's understanding.

young son finally reacted, and then she began to wail loudly, her tears streaming down her face.

But the more he cried, the happier he became.

Who would save him?

The current Xiao Ting was carrying cutie by the collar as she entered her own courtyard.

She told the servants to carry the bath water. She was going to fulfill her 'duty' as a mother.

"Save me, royal father …"

"Murder, Adil, quickly come and save natural son …"

The little bun was easily skinned by Xiao Ting, which was then thrown into the bathtub and started to wash up.

Hearing his cries, Xiao Ting pulled him over and gave the little bun a wet kiss on his face.

"Be good, mom, you won't cry anymore!"

"Wow …"

Shocking wails that shook the heaven and earth poured out …

Xiao Ting pulled him over again, "If you're still crying, then kiss me again."

'Shua! '

cutie who was everywhere immediately stopped, looking at her in fear, her face full of tears like a kitten.

Blinking her watery, pitiful eyes, she seemed to be trying to determine whether her words were true or false.

Xiao Ting took the soft towel, dipped it in some water and wiped off the little bun's face. She smiled like a successful cat in stealth, squinted her eyes and started to hum a song …

Outside the window, the Adil watched this scene silently.

The young master of his house was crying so loudly with tears all over his face, making them feel embarrassed.

Inside the Ninth Prince's Estate's study room, Ninth Prince was sitting upright on his teacher's chair, flipping through the pages of the book with no signs of having a headache at all. Hearing the report outside, he raised his eyes slightly.

"Let them in!"

The moment Adil entered, he immediately kneeled down, and said in unison: "Your Highness, please save the young master!"

Ninth Prince put down the book in his left hand and placed it on the desk. He turned around and changed to a more comfortable position, then asked indifferently: "What happened to him?"

Inside the study room, the two young fellows from Adil were choked with sobs as they told their master about what had happened to young son. They hoped that their master could save their young master, but they felt that life in young son was too tragic.

Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince heard this and said indifferently, "Very good."

Good?

What the hell was this?

"My prince, the young son is crying really hard." A'Da added, unwilling to give up.

Ninth Prince looked up and laughed blandly, "This king heard it. It's so good."

Adil wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Walking out of the study, he felt that the Duke Palace had been taken over by the demons, starting from the moment he entered the palace.

This half a day was simply too mystical.

His Royal Highness had become unlike that of a prince, and the young son had also become less like that of a young son.

At this moment, Multi Moon Academy was crying loudly, but Xiao Ting was having fun.

"Come, cutie, turn around and let mother clean the area in front of you."

With that, she tried to force young son to turn around, but this time, young son did not agree to anything and extended his hand out the window.

Adil played dead quietly.

young son was in despair. "Aunt Lan, save me …"