Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 415 It Has Been Impossible Between Us (10)

Hearing this, Jiu'er was not unimpressed. Jiu'er nodded vigorously, "Well, I am your mother, and mother will treat you well in the future."

Young Master Nianchen's big eyes instantly wandered to the table full of vegetables, "Then mother concubine, can I eat first? I'm really hungry! So hungry! So hungry!"

The young master Nianchen said three times in a row to prove his determination to be hungry, Jiu'er looked sad, in his heart there was no difference between a mother and a concubine, it didn't matter if there was one more mother or one less.

"Nianchen, call me mother from now on, don't call me concubine mother." Jiu'er said as gently as possible, then picked up the stack of clothes, "Put on clothes before eating."

Young Master Nianchen's patience was obviously exhausted, he stomped his feet and shouted, "No, no, no, I want to eat! I'm hungry!"

"Then be hungry." Jiu'er looked at the two palace guards at the entrance of the hall, "You go and bring some charcoal pots in, and then put these dishes aside, so that the little prince can't see them."

"You! You! You!" Young Master Nianchen said the word you three times in a row and then burst into tears, "Wow... I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Covering her eyes with both hands while crying, Jiu'er watched him secretly peeking at her through his fingers, Jiu'er stood up from the ground, walked to the side step by step, and said mercilessly, "You cry!" , when to wear clothes after crying, and when to eat after dressing."

At this time, Xiangling just brought the imperial doctor over. As soon as Jiu'er turned around after talking with the imperial doctor, he saw the young master Nianchen standing there like a wronged little daughter-in-law and staring at her complainingly. He was dressed in a mess, and a jade-inlaid belt was loosely put on his head, and his body heaved and fell due to sobbing.

Jiu'er lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes in disappointment. She was still too pushy. Her son was used to living a life of rich clothes and good food. He didn't understand anything, and even dressed in a mess. He was already seven years old. What will he do next It's good to do it.

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Let’s stop here today, and strive for more tomorrow, well, it’s such a happy decision.

(End of this chapter)