Su Ruotang held her chin in one hand, her pretty face showing no emotion, "My husband and I have important things to do, and we don't have that much time to waste."
Quan Hongying's face was terrifyingly cold.
No one had ever dared to refuse him like this.
Xing Nanye knelt down next to Mo Ronyan, grabbing the corner of his clothes with a satisfied look on his face.
Quan Hongying couldn't see it.
He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "How many days can I take care of you?"
Su Ruotang tapped the side of his face with his fingertips, thought deeply for a moment, and uttered two syllables, "Ten days."
"Fifteen days!"
"Ten days."
"Thirteen days."
"Ten days."
Quan Hongying's forehead jumped hard: "Ten days, ten days! Within these ten days, you must ensure that he is safe and sound."
"No guarantee."
Quan Hongying was very happy: "Do you know how precious those ten herbs are?"
Su Ruotang raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were cold, "Do you know the price of asking this young lady to take action?"
Sensing the tension between the two of them, Xing Nanye raised his eyes and Rourou looked at Quan Hongying, "I want my daddy..."
Ah Fu quickly advised: "Sir, I have read in veterinary books that when a baby bird opens its eyes, it will regard the first person it sees as its mother."
"The young master must have woken up from a coma after a head injury. When he first saw this young master, he thought he was his mother...ahem, no, he was his father."
Quan Hongying said coldly: "How do you want to protect Ye'er?"
"Another herb that can detoxify the cold." Su Ruotang said with a smile.
Quan Hongying almost cursed.
He gritted his teeth: "Do you know how precious this herb is?"
Su Ruotang said calmly: "Is your nephew's life precious?"
"..." This is really not the case.
Quan Hongying: "No, let's find another one."
"That's not negotiable." Su Ruotang sat up, grabbed the back of Xing Nanye's neck, and said hard, "Go to your uncle."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I want you to be a baby..." Xing Nanye clutched the hem of Mo Rongyan's clothes tightly, not daring to cry loudly, so she cried softly.
He knew that if he cried loudly, he would be thrown out by this woman.
The beautiful and beautiful person shed tears silently.
That look can make people feel pity at just one glance.
Ah Fu suddenly felt distressed: "Sir, the young master is in pain when she catches him!"
Quan Hongying said coldly: "There is no one that can cure cold poison, but there is one that can suppress cold poison."
"What?"
"Horizonka."
The sunflower grows in the depths of the desert.
If ordinary people take it, they will not be afraid of the cold winter.
Although it cannot cure cold poison, it is still a treasure.
Su Ruotang let go and let Xing Nanye fall to the carpet, "Okay."
Quan Hongying looked at her actions and deeply doubted whether his nephew would be tortured to death by her, "I'll ask Ah Fu to send it to him later."
Su Ruotang nodded slightly: "Okay."
Quan Hongying threw the baggage to him again and said coldly, "Afu is the one who has taken care of Ye'er since he was a child. He stayed to take care of Ye'er."
"No problem." Su Ruotang took the baggage and agreed as if he didn't know Quan Hongying's plan.
Mo Ronyan, who had not said a word from beginning to end, lazily raised his eyes and looked at the crying man with his hand on his forehead. His voice was cold and ruthless, "My wife and I are going to rest."
Xing Nanye sobbed and sniffed: "Yeye wants to sleep with Daddy."
Su Ruotang:? ? ?
Stealing your husband openly?
She paused while holding the herbs and narrowed her eyes, "Who do you want to sleep with?"
Xing Nanye glanced timidly at Su Ruotang, curled her lips in fright, and let out a small cry.
But when he looked up and saw Mo Ronyan, the originally gentle and cruel eyes were completely replaced by innocence.
His fingertips were still hooked on the hem of Mo Rongyan's clothes, and he asked in a low voice: "Am I going to sleep at Daddy's feet?"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gestured to indicate that he would occupy a small position.
"No!" Mo Rongyan said with a dark face.
Even if he loses his mind, he still covets Little Begonia.
Little Begonia has to sleep with herself.
If he slept at his feet, he would be sleeping with Xiao Haitang in disguise.
What a dream!
Su Ruotang raised his hands to cover his eyes: "Is the baby bird complex so outrageous?"
Obviously when he woke up, he also saw himself.
Although it was Ayan at first sight, he also saw himself at second glance.
Why do you only stick to Ayan?
Mo Rongyan pulled Xing Nanye over and walked towards the door holding the back of his neck.
Ah Fu, who had taken the medicinal herbs from Quan Hongying's room, felt heartbroken when he saw his young master being carried away ruthlessly.
He ran over in two or three steps: "This young master, the young master is still injured."
How painful it is to be carried like this.
Mo Rongyan let go, Ah Fu handed him the medicine box and supported Xing Nanye, "Sir, where does it hurt?"
Xing Nanye hugged the half-washed sleeves, her soft and charming face was full of grievances, and her voice was soft and uneasy, "Daddy doesn't want me..."
My sister doesn't want him even more.
He sobbed, his soft fox eyes full of tears, "Daddy, Ye Ye will sleep in the corner."
"Not even the corners!"
Ah Fu was so heartbroken that his son cried.
He couldn't help but said: "Then let the young master sleep on the short couch, it's okay..."
The remaining two words were swallowed subconsciously when he met Mo Rongyan's cold gaze.
Woo.
The third prince Dongqi is too scary.
This aura is almost as good as that of his young master.
But inexplicably, he always felt that Mo Ronyan had a similar look to his young master.
Pooh!
It must be my own eyesight!
The young master is feminine and charming, while Mo Rong and Yan Jun are beautiful and elegant. They are both beautiful people, but they are both beautiful in their own way.
Apart from the fact that they are both beauties, they are not similar at all.
"Ayan." Su Ruotang suddenly called softly.
Mo Ronyan turned his head.
A white object flew towards him.
He subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.
"Let Zhu Ye eat it."
Mo Ronyan handed the porcelain bottle to Ah Fu.
Ah Fu took it with trembling hands: "What is this?"
Because the young master wants to sleep with Mo Rongyan, will Su Ruotang be silenced?
No need to!
He just knocks the young master out and takes him away!
