Chapter 344

Go then, the little milk bun cried: "My father~"

Qin Bi: "......"

This early in the morning, looking for a beating.

"Stop crying," Qin Bi said impatiently: "I'll send you."

"Ah......" the little milk bun stopped crying and turned to look: "Where is my storage bag?"

Qin Bi: "......"

"Look for it!" Qin Bi pretended to be stupid, helping to rummage through the little heir's robe.

In fact, Qin Bi had seen it long ago, pretending to be blind.

The little milk bun rummaged it out: "Found it."

Qin Bi praised him: "You are truly smart."

The little milk bun was happy: "Smart."

Qin Bi hid the guilt in her eyes and continued to pretend with Rong Chi: "See if anything is missing? Don't lose anything after a nap and blame others. Count it, see if the number is right."

The little milk bun poured out a pile of good things to count, counted and counted, happy: "Less."

Qin Bi: "??????"

"Why are you happy that it's less?" Qin Bi was puzzled.

The little milk bun laughed, tugging at Qin Bi to get up: "Go to the Yan Guogong Fu."

Qin Bi: "......??????"

After a little thought, Qin Bi understood. This was going to the Yan Guogong Fu to ask for it if it was less. The little milk bun Rong Chi didn't feel heartache at all that it was less. He seemed unconstrained, but in fact, he didn't feel heartache for what he got for nothing.

Qin Bi sat on the bed and said to him: "The Yan Guogong Fu is your brother's, you are not He family's child."

The little milk bun wouldn't do it, milky and fierce: "I am He family's child."

"Believe it or not, I can knock you down?" Qin Bi didn't put the little bun in her eyes at all.

The little milk bun: "I am very powerful."

Qin Bi got up, went to the bedroom door to look, and went back with a smile: "Your father is not here, and your brother is not here."

Holding the little milk bun's little shoulders, Qin Bi pretended to knock down the little milk bun. The little milk bun loved to make a scene, so he fell onto the bed. Qin Bi saw it was too fake and wanted to do it again.

The little milk bun climbed up. He couldn't walk yet, so he sat: "Knock me down."

Qin Bi poked him, but he didn't tilt. Qin Bi was stunned for a moment, tried to push the little milk bun, but didn't push him. Qin Bi was surprised, and the little milk bun laughed until he was swaying.

"Down, down......" the little milk bun coaxed Qin Bi.

Qin Bi: "...... You have infinite strength?"

The little milk bun was milky and cute: "Take after my father."

Qin Bi was pleasantly surprised, dressed the little milk bun in his little heir's robe, held the little bun, and went to tell Heir Rong. Rong Juan's expression was indifferent, and Qin Bi knew that Rong Juan had known since early morning.

The little milk bun knew he was his father's precious treasure, so when he saw Heir Rong, he made a scene again: "I want to go to the Yan Guogong Fu~"

Waking up after a nap, the result was that he was back. The child's sky collapsed.

Qin Bi and the child were making a scene, the child forgot, and now he remembered again.

Qin Bi knew the little milk bun was fearless, looked at his little feet and said: "Haven't put on socks and shoes yet."

"Don't wear them, don't wear them~" the little bun made a scene.

Rong Juan had only this child after several rebirths. Seeing him crying with red eyes, he wrapped him in a little quilt and ordered the carriage to be prepared. The little prince and Rong Yang ran over to watch the fun and were called to go together.

"Go to the Yan Guogong Fu to see the child," Heir Rong said to the little prince.

"I haven't eaten yet." The little prince was only looking at the child for a bite to eat. Breakfast hadn't been mixed yet. Would moving to the Yan Guogong Fu provide a meal? "Eat before going."

The answer to the little prince was the little milk bun shouting loudly: "Want to go to the Yan Guogong Fu to eat."

There, Heir Rong pointed his chin at the little prince: "Go."

Qin Bi called Rong Yang, hurried to the kitchen, and ordered the guard to pack a large portion of spicy duck heads, as well as five-spice duck heads. The little prince coaxed the little milk bun at the mansion gate.

Packed the food box in a hurry, and put the egg custard in too.

The guard picked it up, another guard picked up Rong Yang, and ran to the mansion gate with big strides. The little heir had a quick temper. In this short while, the little milk bun was howling again, crying with red eyes.

Rong Juan said to Qin Bi, who came after him: "Wait for me at home, I'll come back after sending the child to the Yan Guogong Fu."

Qin Bi nodded. Heir Rong, Rong Yang, and the little prince got into the carriage. They were definitely going to the Yan Guogong Fu. The little milk bun finally stopped crying.

Sobbing, still quite aggrieved.

Rong Juan was both angry and heartbroken, wiping his face with a warm towel.

"Handsome," the little milk bun was happy.

Heir Rong suddenly laughed. The little prince leaned his body and said: "Let me see."

Rong Yang also leaned forward, and the little milk bun let them look generously.

The little prince praised: "Truly handsome."

Rong Yang smiled, and the little milk bun looked up at Rong Juan: "Handsome."

Rong Juan doted: "Um, you are handsome."

The little milk bun was happy. Rong Juan's anger disappeared. He had waited for this child for several rebirths, so let him be spoiled. The little milk bun coaxed Rong Yang, calling him brother, brother, knowing how to coax people.

Rong Yang opened the food box and gave him a five-spice duck head.

The little prince looked and said: "I've been running around, coaxing the child since last night."

Rong Yang gave the little prince a spicy duck head: "Little prince brother, you eat too."

The little prince didn't be polite, took the braised duck head and gnawed on it.

When they arrived at the Yan Guogong Fu, the children had already gnawed on several duck heads. Yan Guogong and He Yan came out to pick them up, and then the Yan Guogong's wife hurried over. She was ordering the kitchen to steam egg custard.

Steamed three portions, one for the little prince, and one for Rong Yang and the little milk bun.

The little milk bun saw He Yan, his eyes red, and stretched out his little hand: "Father."

Rong Juan told himself, be calm, don't be angry.

He Yan had been familiar with holding children since yesterday, reached out to take the little milk bun, wrapped him in the little quilt, and the little milk bun lowered his head, reaching for his little feet, lifting them to show He Yan.

"No socks," the little milk bun said.

"Yo, why aren't you wearing socks?" The Yan Guogong's wife quickly covered the little feet with the quilt.

Rong Yang took out little socks and little shoes from the storage bag and handed them to He Yan silently.

He Yan glanced at Rong Yang, took them, and the group went to the main courtyard. The Yan Guogong Fu hadn't had breakfast yet. The little milk bun woke up so early, which was also because he often followed them to the morning court.

He Yan entered the living room, sat down to put socks on the little milk bun, and Rong Yang helped on the side.

The little prince also helped. Now it was good. It would have been fine if one person was putting them on, but with so many people, the little guy wouldn't be honest, kicking his little feet, deliberately causing destruction, and laughing himself.

"Was Rong Yang this noisy when he was small?" He Yan asked Rong Juan.

Rong Juan said: "No, Rong Yang was very good."

He Yan put on the little shoes for the little milk bun and said to Rong Juan: "Go to the morning court together after breakfast?"

Rong Juan frowned, slightly hesitant: "Can you handle it yourself? Rong Yang and the little prince stay and help you take care of the child."

He Yan could handle it in the court, how could he not handle a child? He nodded: "No problem."