The group pet is three and a half years old: the tyrant's little milk rabbit is cute

Chapter 462 Don't Like Brother Fifth?

"That's right, that's right, I almost forgot, fifth brother, third brother will take your pulse, third brother is good at medicine."

As Bai Heshen spoke, he wanted to touch the fifth prince's wrist, but the fifth prince seemed to avoid Bai Heshen's extended hand inadvertently.

"No need for third brother, my body is much better than before, as long as I continue to drink medicine, I will be fine."

The Fifth Prince smiled faintly and declined Bai Heshen's kindness.

Bai and Shen also smiled, "Okay, as long as you are in good health."

The emperor hugged his precious daughter, and his attention was all on her, and he didn't bother to talk to his three sons at all.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Brothers Bai Hejin and Bai Heshen saw that the atmosphere in the carriage seemed to have become a little awkward, they looked at each other, and chatted with the Fifth Prince about his affairs in the south of the Yangtze River.

But maybe the fifth prince was a little tired from the exhaustion of traveling and traveling, and he didn't have much energy while talking, so the conversation stopped again.

Along the way, the people in the carriage remained silent until they returned to the palace.

When they returned to the palace, they naturally went back to their respective palaces.

The fifth prince first went to see his biological mother, nobleman Wang, and the emperor naturally carried his daughter to Hualin Palace.

As for Bai Hejin and Bai Heshen, they also followed the emperor to Hualin Palace.

The white dodder was half asleep and half awake on the way, and she got up again when she returned to Hualin Palace.

When her father was about to send her back to the house to let her rest, she straightened her little head from his arms.

"Daddy, Tu'er doesn't want to sleep anymore, Tu'er wants to have dinner."

The milky voice of the little milk dumpling was still somewhat hoarse, and the whole dumpling was so soft that the emperor's heart almost melted.

"Okay, okay, let's go have dinner, Tu'er is hungry, right? But what's wrong? Let your mother show you."

The emperor asked with concern in a soft voice.

Concubine Lin at the side heard what the emperor said, and hurried over.

"What's the matter? Is Tu'er feeling unwell? Let mother take a look!"

Concubine Lin hugged the white dodder nestled in the emperor's arms into her arms, probed her small forehead, touched her small face, and felt her pulse.

"Tu'er is fine, so is it that Tu'er is in a bad mood?"

Concubine Lin pinched Xiaonaituanzi's face suspiciously, looking at Xiaotuanzi with a sullen look.

"Is Tu'er in a bad mood?"

The emperor was a little puzzled.

On the way from the imperial palace to the outskirts of the capital in the morning, Tu'er was in high spirits, as if excited to see the fifth child right away.

But it seems that after she saw the fifth child who came up in the carriage, she became depressed.

Could it be that Tu'er doesn't like Brother Wu?

Or is it because the body of the fifth child has not fully recovered, and he gave Tu'er the sickness?
So Tu'er is sick?
In an instant, the emperor guessed a lot in his heart.

Seeing the caring and worried eyes of her father and mother, Bai Tutu shook her little head.

"No, Tu'er, just didn't sleep well last night and lost energy."

Bai Tutu gave a random reason.

It was impossible for her to really tell her father and mother, because she always felt that Fifth Brother was a little weird, so she was in a bad mood.

But she can tell her second brother about it!

The white dodder bit her lip, and then said in a childish voice.

"Daddy, where is the second brother? Tu'er wants to see the second brother."

(End of this chapter)