"Lan Yue, ask the kitchen to bring me a bowl of hot fruit drink, some hot cocoa, and some dried fruits. We'll have a snack feast tonight."

"Ahhh——!!!"

Every word Wen Yuan said made Wen Yi feel more devastated.

Why, why is this happening.

She did what her mother and nanny taught her, so why should she still be here?

She, she misses her mother and wants to go back!!!

After eating, Wen Yuan asked Baiduan to move a stool over for her to sit on.

She deliberately blew the smell of hot cocoa to Wen Yi, took a big sip, licked her lips, squinted her eyes and said with emotion, "It's so sweet."

Wen Yi: !!!!

But the sweet smell of candy magically calmed Wen Yi down.

So, after a few moments of silence, Wen Yuan said to Wen Yi,

"By the way, your mother is going to die."

Mother concubine?

Who is the mother concubine?

die……?

Instinctively, Wen Yi felt more panic and anxiety in his heart.

Although she didn't understand why at all.

"Oh, your mother didn't even teach you these?

Let me put it another way: your mother is leaving you forever."

Wen Yi stared at Wen Yuan in a daze, and suddenly began to breathe heavily.

It was obvious that she wanted to say something, but her brain was not good enough to translate it into words, and in the end, all she could express as an emotional outburst was a long, barren and painful scream.

"what!!!!"

“It’s very uncomfortable.”

"Mother, mother..."

She just repeated this title mechanically.

She couldn't utter a single word of what she was thinking or what she wanted to express.

A five-year-old child became like this just because he was tied to his biological mother.

Therefore, in the play, Concubine Duan is just made to be an inconspicuous and quiet child.

No wonder.

Is there anything in this palace that cannot be used as a bargaining chip?

"Fortunately, I have long lost my conscience and morals."

As long as you have no bottom line, you don't have to be afraid of these tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, you can even fight back.

"Come on, Wen Yi. I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious. After all, it's useless to be anxious."

Perhaps it was because Wen Yuan's expression was too cold and looked too frightened in Wen Yi's eyes, so her screaming finally stopped.

Wen Yuan handed the half-drunk cocoa in her hand to Wen Yi.

"Hold it and smell it."

Holding a hot and sweet cup in his hands, Wen Yi felt an inexplicable sense of security.

She didn't lower her head to drink because Wen Yuan wouldn't let her and she was a little afraid.

In such a subtle atmosphere, peace returned to Chuxiu Palace, leaving only Wen Yi's sobs after crying.

"Talk. You talk, and I listen."

Wen Yuan's sudden request made Wen Yi a little overwhelmed.

After thinking for a while, she spoke to Wen Yuan,

"I am Wen Yi."

"Hmm. What else will you say?"

"Mother, I want mother."

"Well, is there anything else?"

"Hungry, pee, I miss my father."

"Nurse, Cui Liu, hug me, it hurts."

After saying this, Wen Yi pursed his lips, burped twice, and then uttered another word, "I like it, I want it!"

"that's it?"

Wen Yi didn't answer, but she nodded.

"..."

He can understand what people say, and his basic comprehension ability has not been lost, but the child's natural tendency to imitate seems to have been forcibly stifled, and what he says is... quite targeted.

The situation is okay, Wen Yuan can accept it.

After all, his character is not bad.

At first glance, she seems like a naughty child, but she is actually just 'following orders'.

The cocoa in his hand and the fact that he didn't take a sip until he was allowed to drink it were the most powerful proof.

She already has the passive of 'obedient'.

Her emotional system is normal, and her values...that's all. Although she is five years old, no one has instilled any values ​​in her.

Because Wen Yi's vocabulary and comprehension were limited, Wen Yuan pointed at herself and taught Wen Yi, "Come, Wen Yi, mother."

"Mother." Wen Yi imitated crisply.

One of the great things about not having the ability to understand is that even though she instinctively resists the word, she will still repeat it.

To her now, mother is not a bad woman who replaced her mother, but the name of the person in front of her.

“Well done Wen Yi.

who I am?"

"Mother concubine!"

"correct."

While praising, Wen Yuan pointed to the side.

"Sister Spectrum."

"Sister Spectrum."

"Auntie Longsha."

"What's going on?"

"..."

"Very well, do it again. Who is she?"

"What's going on, Sister Spectrum!"

"Great, our Wen Yi is really smart. How about giving you a sip of sweet cocoa as a reward?"

"Coco? Sweetie?"

At Wen Yuan's signal, Guang Pu bent down, took a small spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into Wen Yi's mouth.

"Sweet cocoa." Wen Yuan repeated.

"Sweet cocoa!" Wen Yi's eyes were bright.

The parrot continued to imitate like this for nearly a quarter of an hour before the aftereffects of Wen Yi's dry howling and screaming completely disappeared.

At this time, Wen Yuan told Lan Yue to go to the small kitchen.

"Bring her the porridge."

"Yes."

If a child eats right after crying, his appetite will be ruined. Wen Yi has been mentally brought up to be dependent on his mother, and physically he must be a glass mama's boy. Wen Yuan must pay attention.

"Can Wen Yi eat by himself?"

The one who answered Wen Yuan was Wen Yi, who was sitting at the table, looking at the bowl and spoon on the plate, his head tilted in confusion.

She was eager to try, and grasped the spoon like a sword...

"Wen Yi, your mother will feed you tonight."

:)

It made Cao Qinmo die in relief.

When Wen Yuan blew on the porridge and sent it to Wen Yi's mouth, this was the only thought in her mind.

"Go tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make three sets of silver tableware for me as soon as possible according to this pattern. I want to see the real thing tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Yes!"

The last part was pronounced by Wen Yixue.

She thought her little sunflower class was not over yet.

"Yes, Wen Yi is awesome."

"Yes!"

"Wen Yi, drink some water."

"Yes!"

"That's right~"

Codename: Wen Yi, his training, his performance in front of Yinzhen at the beginning was quite good, and the progress of the first training was also very good, which made Wen Yuan have a lot more confidence in his own methods.

I was born with talent~

In the evening, under Wen Yi's puzzled gaze, Wen Yuan practiced calligraphy, meditated in yoga, and took medicine as usual.

"Go to sleep. Gugu will accompany you to sleep, okay?

If you behave yourself, you will have sweet cocoa tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

Wen Yi temporarily forgot about her mother and her numerous warnings and instructions in the face of novelty.

The only thing in my mind was sleeping with Yong Sha Gu Gu and drinking sweet cocoa.

She's Just a Child

Wen Yuan, lying in bed, began to think, it should be enough for a child to sleep ten hours a day.

So it should be no problem to arrange for Wen Yichen to get up at a certain time and start his day's study life.

Thinking this way, Wen Yuan did just that.

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