He Hua's heart was beating wildly, and she stammered: "Naturally... naturally it's like... like Madam and the High Priest."

Zhuang Xiaoyu just stared at the child's facial features. After a long time, she shook her head: "No, I always feel that he is neither like me nor Ah Yan."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up at the lotus with a smile, and continued: "The eyes and mouth are a bit like the lotus you, and it's not in vain that you love him so much."

The speaker has no intention and the listener has the heart.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's jokes fell into Hehua's ears, like a row of thunder rolling over her head, her legs softened in fright, and she knelt on the ground, "Ma'am, where do you start with this?" , slave... slave..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu grabbed the lotus and said, "I just made a few random remarks, why are you so serious, you love the young master so much, I'm too happy..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu put down her needle and thread, and compared the little padded jacket worn at the hundred-day banquet with the child: "The length is just right, and I will sew it up in a few days. This is the first suit I sewed for him. Where are the clothes?"

Lotus wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and smiled, but her heart was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the front yard, Lotus blew out the lights, carried the child to the side room, stared at the child's face that resembled Ma Liu, and almost cried.

This child is recovering well. Although he looks younger than a healthy child, he is much better than when he was just born. The blue and purple red on his body has faded, his skin has gradually become snow-white, and his facial features have also changed a little. Grow open.

This child has inherited the advantages of her and Ma Liu, the longer it grows, the more beautiful it is, but no matter how good-looking the baby is, compared with Qin Wuyan's handsome and god-like appearance, it looks much more ordinary.

Fortunately, Zhuang Xiaoyu never summoned a foreigner, except for a quick glance at Ma Liu when they met for the first time, she didn't remember Ma Liu's appearance for a long time.

This child was also well protected by Zhuang Xiaoyu, except for a few close people in the house, few people had ever seen this child.

But if it was the Hundred Days Banquet, what would so many servants who had met Ma Liu think of the child when they saw the child?

The more Lotus thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she couldn't help crying.

The meowing of cats came from outside the house. Since the child was born, the cats and dogs had been moved to other courtyards long ago, so no cats and dogs would dare to come here.

Lotus naturally knew who made the meow. She glanced at the sleeping child in the cradle, fearing that the child would be woken up, so she hurried to open the door. Just as the door opened a gap, the man stooped in. He hugged her: "Lotus, I just saw my wife go to the front yard in the dark with my own eyes, what did you do?"

"It is said that we are going to discuss with the housekeeper about holding a hundred-day banquet for our Bao'er. Will he be back in a while?" He Hua pulled Ma Liu to the cradle: "Look at our child quickly, we will see it in a while." It's not here."

Before he finished speaking, two more lines of tears rolled down.

Ma Liu was surprised: "Why?"

"After the hundred-day banquet, we will leave the mansion. There will be a family in the priest's mansion who will give birth to our child and be a wet nurse..."

Ma Liu stared at the baby in the swaddle, and was overjoyed: "It's only been less than two months, and my son has grown up so well. It's really a blessing, like me, really like me!"

"You still say!" He Hua slammed his fist on Ma Liu's shoulder: "Fortunately, Ma'am has never seen you, if Madam has, we might not be able to hide Bao'er's life experience... "