Quick Time Transmigration: Autistic Male God, Don't Be Afraid of Me

Chapter 164 The Little Beast Prince 8
It was not until noon that Lu Xiang prepared all the things he wanted.

First take Qingluan to take a bath and then apply medicine to him.

Thinking about it, Mengmeng sat down on the table, swung her legs obediently, and watched her little Douding hug her up.It's very relaxed, the body is full of bones, there is no flesh at all, you have to take good care of yourself, otherwise you won't grow tall or strong.

Don't have a good physique to be a person who sits on the throne?Sooner or later, he will be killed by his brothers and sisters who are running around blindly in the harem.It looks very well-behaved.

Qingluan is a child. His mother and concubine did not die before, and they had no one to take care of them. It was the old mother and mother who helped him take a bath.It is also okay for this person to wash himself, I like him.

Just feel dirty, he is too clean!
He sat obediently and waited for Mengmeng to help him take off slowly.There are planes that have participated in battles before, and I have seen men, but it is not a big deal.How can I say that I have also learned some medical skills and art, right?None of this.

It was only after helping Qingluan to take off that it made her eyes turn red for a moment, and she almost couldn't help crying.

There are old wounds all over his body, and some places look like old wounds.Skinny is visible to the naked eye.There are also some welt marks.It looks like it needs to be recuperated for a few years, but this little guy saw the red eyes of the person in front of him, and he looked sensible like he didn't care about it.He also smiled at Mengmeng.

Lu Xiang is quite considerate, knowing to take a small bathtub.Pulling Qingluan, let him sit in, and wash him slowly, for fear of touching the wound on his body and hurting the child.

Those people are too cruel, they are all relatives, as for a three or four year old child like this?
After washing, he took clean clothes to change for him, and slowly dried his hair.

It's just that Qingluan has been holding the white fox fur cloak clip that Mengmeng gave him to wear just now, and doesn't let go.Mengmeng also left him.After the hair was dried, it was tied up for him, and he put on the clips that didn't fit.

Really like this?Mengmeng looked at the little guy suspiciously, seeing how he was protecting food, that's all, this was originally rewarded by the emperor, he likes to give him what he deserves.You have to take good care of it in the future, if you like this, give him more, don't be a prince and be stingy in the future, it's not airy.

One white and one purple slowly walked out of the bathroom.As soon as the door was opened, the wind outside made all the hot air inside float out, looking like a fairy spirit descending from the earth.

A young man in purple clothes with pink makeup and jade, he is handsome and noble, but he looks a little sickly and thin.I saw the young master staring at the young master in white.The clear black and white eyes were full of joy and expectation, and there was only the figure in white.

As for the young man in white who was holding his hand, his robes were fluttering and his plain belt was rolling.A head of hair like a waterfall of ink was raised high by a plain sandalwood hairpin, leaving only two strands hanging between the cheeks.Don't have a charm, jade face Qiong nose, cherry lips and phoenix eyes, it looks good-looking, but the temperament is dusty, without the slightest mundane taint.

His eyes were cold and dignified, with a sense of alienation, as if everything in the world was included in his eyes, but they couldn't be seen by him.She pulled the young master and smiled slightly, which made people feel that the alienation in the eyes was reduced a little, and there was a little more intimacy for no reason.

The two walked slowly among the clumps under the moon, and people couldn't think of any good poems or sentences to describe it. They could only feel that their hearts were blooming in an instant, and only the two of them existed alone in the world.

After giving Qingluan medicine and feeding him porridge and rice, it's time to rest.

It's getting dark here early, and I'm ready to rest after washing up.

Mengmeng held Qingluan with her slender hands, fearing that his short legs would not be able to keep up, so she deliberately slowed down a little and waited for him.Qingluan also knew that he had short legs and walked slowly, so he took longer steps.It looks very harmonious.

It's just that someone couldn't help but sigh in his heart, is this child scared stupid by himself?Why should everything?I just thought it would be better to scare him before.It's just that now he seems a little afraid of something.Obviously he was quite obedient before, shouldn't he be frightened?I was cheated by the system, so I didn't talk much.Just pointing out that the child can talk more lively and lively, and add a little popularity to the National Teacher's Mansion.Why did you find a boring gourd to come back now?

Anyway, in the future, I have to push him to a high position, so I can't let him be bullied as a cowardly sick gourd, right?Those who come out of my own hands must not be bullied!This is the consistent purpose of Mengmeng.

"Which room did you live in before?" She suddenly remembered this and asked.As soon as she asked, she found that she could not speak again.Damn system, pit host!

Qingluan suddenly paused, which room do you live in?Does he want to see it?Or is there something else going on?Just be obedient. He said that he likes obedient children. Only by being obedient can he not be thrown out, and he will not be sent back to the previous place, so he can stay here.

"Over there..." He gritted his teeth and took him there himself!
He took Mengmeng's hand and took the initiative to walk to the hut where he had been living for the past two months.

When we got there, he stood at the door again and refused to let me open the door.I tidy up my room every day, so I should have done it today too, right?Qingluan began to feel a little uncertain.Master Guoshi, Master Guoshi likes to be clean, so the inside should be clean, right?

Qingluan was struggling at the door. He didn't open the door without speaking. Mengmeng was not in a hurry and waited slowly for him to open it.This door is like a knot in his heart. He has to wait for him to open it before he can express his closeness to him.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. She lowered her head and saw the little guy lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's been a while standing at the door, and it's getting dark, and the lanterns of the National Teacher's Mansion are all lit.The wind in late autumn was still very pleasant, and it made Qingluan's hands that had been warmed by Mengmeng's hold become cold.

How long does this little guy have to think?This hand is blown cold.

Just thinking about it, I felt the little guy shiver.

The body is weak, still standing.Do you still want to be seriously ill?No matter, anyway, he is the object of the task, and he is also a child.Now that I have already come to the door, I still hit it off, giving myself a feeling of previous experience.Or cover yourself!Otherwise, the last person who will be troubled by this task will be himself.After several hints to herself, she tightly clenched her little hand.

The door still had to be pushed open by itself, Mengmeng slowly raised her hand, and with a light push, the door was opened.

It's been a long time since no one has lived in it, and it's already a little dusty and musty.

She dragged Qingluan in, took out a torch from her cuff and lit the lamp.

In an instant, the room lit up.Qingluan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he hadn't seen such a thing for a long time.The person who lit the lamp also shone into his heart like the light of the lit candle.

Mengmeng glanced around by candlelight, and there were simple furnishings all around.This seems to be the former servant's room, right?
The previous national teacher had many subordinates. After becoming a national teacher, only Lu Yuan and Lu Xiang were left behind.The others were dismissed, and many rooms for servants were vacant in the National Teacher's Mansion.I didn't expect this little guy to live here.

Think about the geographical location here, it's not close to where you are, but it's not too far away either.It is close to the back door of the National Teacher's Mansion.It seemed her guess was confirmed.The little guy really sneaked back with him after he rescued him two months ago.

It's just that there was no one in the carriage at the time, and there were guards when he went out of the city. He couldn't sit in front with Lu Yuan, nor could he be on the roof or behind the carriage, he could only be under the carriage!
I remember that I heard that voice on the way back to the mountain just now... Is it him?It sure hurts!Is it necessary to fight so hard, do I have to follow my carriage, or hang out from below?It's too dangerous!Simply desperate!

What Mengmeng doesn't know is that some people, once they see someone who treats them well, it's like living in a cold and dark abyss for a long time, and suddenly they are brought hope by a beam of warm sunshine.He just wants to grab it desperately.Maybe it was an impulse, but more of his hope to survive.

With the only light and warmth, he will no longer be willing to stay in the dark and cold abyss.No matter what, you will follow your own light.

The injury on his body just now... Sigh!Raise it slowly.Mengmeng thought helplessly, then patted his head again.He let go of his hand and walked towards the bed. There was only the padding left by the servants before, and a piece of bed sheet. There was no quilt or pillow. I really don't know how he slept.

Then he looked at the only clean furnishing in the house—the wardrobe.

As soon as I opened it, I saw the servant's clothes inside. It seemed that the little guy had not only worn it, but also washed it clean.awesome!The child of the poor has long been in charge of the family, and I really don't know what he has experienced.A child who is only three or four years old.

She looked back at Qingluan, only to see that the standing kid's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth not to cry.His face was panic-stricken, as if he had been found out about something bad he had done.His shoulders were still trembling slightly.

I wanted to go over and ask what's the matter, is there anything wrong?In the end, he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't speak... How miserable!A cheating system, designed to cheat dad!

She could only pat his head lightly, bent down and took his little paw.Blow out the lights and head out the door.

"I...I won't leave. I can wash clothes, pick fruits, and dig out bird eggs. I don't eat much, and I don't need you to raise me. I will be very obedient and I can serve you like those two people. I don't want to go! I don't want ..."

Before he even took two steps out of the house, Qingluan couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears. There were faint signs that the crying was getting worse and worse, and he was determined to cry until his heart was broken, and he cried so hard that you couldn't bear it anymore.

Mengmeng's head hurt from crying, and suddenly felt that it was not a good decision to take care of him, and she was making trouble for herself.

Qingluan didn't care, he was going to send him away anyway, why didn't he cry?Obviously he is very obedient.It's dirty here, he's cleaned it all!He still disliked it, wanted to send him away, and even touched his head.Don't you just want to send yourself away?Originally thought that the worst would be to be thrown out and the best would be to let myself continue to stay in this room.If it’s really not possible, you can live here by yourself.

Why rush yourself?

Mengmeng couldn't speak, and she had to endure not to slap the child. After all, the little thing's injuries were not healed yet, and he was weak. When would he send him away?Lu Xiang was not here, so he couldn't speak.We can only take him to his own house to rest for the night, and let Lu Xiang clean up a good house for him tomorrow.What is he thinking?It's hard to be a good person!

Seeing that his lap was hugging his thigh, crying non-stop, with a lot of snot and tears, and some brats rubbing on his white clothes, he felt his forehead twitch a few times.He clenched his hands tightly, resisting the urge to drag him down and throw him out.

(End of this chapter)