The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 5 Ice Poison
"Mother——" the little figure walked to the bed and called softly, but there was no response. She stretched out her small hand and attached it to her mother's shoulder. The coldness of the tentacles made her retract her hand a little bit. If she didn't know about Mother's situation At this moment, I am afraid that what is lying here is a corpse.

"Mother—" After carefully shaking her a few times and seeing the pale woman slowly open her eyes, Wushuang hastily hid her cold, red hands behind her back.

"Mother is sleepy, the porridge is hot in the pot, Shuang'er can drink it by herself, mother sleep for a while." After finally explaining to her daughter, Mo Ruyu fell asleep again.

The child in front of the bed bit his lips, turned around and came to the kitchen to boil hot water, brought a small bowl of porridge over, watched the person on the bed think for a while, took out the porcelain bottle in his arms, opened it, and put the porridge on the table. A drop dripped into the bowl, then put away the porcelain bottle, picked up a spoon, stirred it up and brought it to the bed.

Called a few times and saw that the sleeping person did not respond, he blew the porridge carefully, and fed the porridge bit by bit to the ugly woman, and it took a lot of effort to feed the porridge half, Wushuang finally He put the bowl aside and wiped his mother's mouth, then went to the kitchen to bring hot water, and carefully wiped it with a towel.

In her dream, Mo Ruyu seemed to be in an ice cellar. It was very cold but it was very familiar to her. She knew that she would get better after a few hours. Suddenly, her daughter's childish voice came, followed by The surrounding ice began to melt slowly, breaking up little by little. In a blink of an eye, I was on a grassland, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing. Not far away, a little girl with two braids jumped up and down, picking flowers for a while and chasing after her for a while. Butterfly, who looked about four or five years old, suddenly stopped and turned to look at her, dropped the little flower in her hand and ran up.

"Mother--"

The sound of a baby's voice sounded familiar, and Mo Ruyu quickly knelt down to catch the little man who rushed up.

"Mother—Shuang'er is good, Shuang'er protects mother." Little Naibao burst into tears as she spoke, and her body twitched accordingly.

"Shuang'er is so good. When Shuang'er grows up, he must protect his mother!" Mo Ruyu patted the little Naibao in her arms, comforting her gently.

The little man in Jiujiu's arms raised his head and took out a beautiful flower wreath without knowing where it came from. He put it on Mo Ruyu's head with difficulty, pecked his mother's cheek lightly, and then walked out of her mother's room with a smile. Hugging her in her arms, she jumped up and ran again, her laughter wafting through the air like a brass bell.

"Shuang'er, slow down." Mo Ruyu got up and trotted along, but she couldn't catch up with the little figure, and eventually got farther and farther until she couldn't see the little figure in front of her anymore, and couldn't hear the crisp laughter. .

"Shuang'er—" Mo Ruyu called in the empty prairie but got no response.

"Shuang'er—" Mo Ruyu opened her eyes and was stunned for a few seconds, reached out and took off the towel on her forehead, tilted her head, and her daughter was lying quietly on the side of the bed and fell asleep, but her little hand was still under the quilt Holding her own hand, Mo Ruyu smiled lightly and carefully carried her daughter to the bed and covered her with a quilt, and just looked at her quietly.

The small face with extremely cute facial features gently smoothed the daughter's frowning brows, and the discomfort caused by that dream gradually calmed down. Isn't the daughter by her side, growing up a little bit and being sensible, really I hope that the little girl will always be able to call mother in a childlike voice.

(End of this chapter)