Chapter 1369

As soon as I heard that it was given by Mu Si, Zhao Wanxi stopped talking immediately.

There's something wrong with her intuition. Such a good ointment is rare even for the royal family. How could a bodyguard in the evening have such a precious ointment?

Zhao Wanxi shook her head a little and didn't want to think about it any more.

"Mother!"

Tong'er's tender and sweet voice suddenly appears in the palace. Qiong'er is surprised and subconsciously wants to lift off her clothes.

But it's too late.

Leng Zitong stares at Zhao Wanxi's back with big watery eyes. Her black pupil reveals her famous heartache.

"Mother, does it hurt?"

Zhao Wanxi smile, "mother does not hurt."

These days, Zhao Wanxi was afraid of the children's worries, so she didn't let them see or know.

Now it seems that we can't hide it.

But Leng Zitong stubbornly tooted her little mouth and said stubbornly, "no, the empress of the mother is in pain. The empress of the mother must be in pain. Tong'er blows to the empress of the mother, and the empress of the mother will not be in pain."

She leaned over to blow on Zhao Wanxi's back. Cool wind blowing Zhao Wanxi, the bottom of her heart is warm, she shook her head with a smile, "tong'er, mother really does not hurt."

"Princess tong'er."

Joan whispered, pulling Leng Zitong aside and touching her pink face, "the empress is going to take medicine now. The princess should be good. How about letting her take medicine?"

"Good."

Leng Zitong answers obediently, finds a low stool to sit down, small short leg is shaking ceaselessly.

Zhao Wanxi looked at it, a little distressed, but at the bottom of her heart, she was extremely down-to-earth.

"Mother obediently medicine, Tong son to find brother to play."

Cold purple Tong Ling Mou frets, seem to be to suddenly think of what, jump down stool to run out.

Joan sighed heartily as she applied the medicine: "Princess tong'er is so sensible and lovely."

Leng Zitong went out of the main hall of Qionghua palace and went straight to the place where Leng Yulin lived.

"Brother..."

Leng Yulin is a young man, but he has already studied the book of war. He holds a thick book in his hand and glances along the voice.

Leng Zitong turned her little mouth and said, "I saw the injury on my mother's body today, and the bad concubine's hand was really heavy!"

hearing the words, a boy didn't say a word. He put down the book in his hand, his clear eyes crossed a dark color, and his face sank down, obviously not happy.

The little girl also drooped her head, her pink face drooping down, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Mother was so bullied, do they have to swallow it like this?

That princess is so hateful!

Leng Yulin felt some indignation at the bottom of his heart. He touched Leng Zitong's head and comforted him: "tong'er, my mother will gradually get better, so you don't care about it any more."

"How can we just sit back and ignore the fact that our mother has been bullied like this? Brother Huang said, "even if father and Emperor don't care, we'll take care of it ourselves?"

Being young is not a problem. The point is that they are really weak.

A kid frowned and stared at tong'er seriously. The clever water eyes of the little girl twinkled with cunning spirit. It was not difficult for him to guess that she had a ghost idea in her heart.

"Tong'er, what do you want to do?"

Leng Zitong's black eyelashes flickered and her pink face leaped with joy. She looked at Leng Yulin seriously and said in a soft voice, "does the emperor really not want to avenge his mother?"

The young girl's voice dropped a heavy arc, showing a trace of cunning.