My Empress is My Bad Girl

Wang Han looked up and saw her look, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Master has her own consideration when doing things. Take it."

The toddler opened the gourd and counted, it was indeed thirty.

This is unclear, tell her to eat one a day?

Thinking of Wang Han's description, the children couldn't help but feel a chill.

With the Yijingdan, she can finally return to her residence.

Yunvfeng is beautiful everywhere, and the residence is naturally gorgeous, but in the eyes of young children, it is nothing.

After all, she is a princess born in the palace.

The conditions here are much better than those of Misty Peak, and there are even maids waiting on them.

As soon as the toddler came back, a maidservant came forward, one waiting to change clothes, the other with water and towels, all gentle and considerate, and asked the young lady when to eat.

Toddlers have been out for so long and haven't enjoyed such service for a long time, but they miss the palace quite a lot.

"I'm hungry, eat now."

"Yes, miss."

The food is presented, although it is not a big fish, but it is also exquisite in appearance.

The toddler was eating, and Shui Yijun walked in.

The two maids knelt down hurriedly: "Young Master."

"You go down." Shui Yijun said gently, and walked to the opposite side of the toddler's table and sat down.

The handmaid retreated quietly.

The child said: "Thank you for the accommodation you arranged for me, and these two sisters, they are all very good too."

Shui Yijun smiled and said, "Given your background, you shouldn't care about this."

"Do you know my origin?"

"I want to be the daughter of a wealthy and aristocratic family." Shui Yijun looked at her gently with a pair of eyes, "Am I right?"

The toddler smiled and said, "That's right. Let's have some together?"

Shui Yijun didn't speak, he seemed to hesitate.

The child said: "When we are on the road, we often eat together, why are you squeezing it now?"

"That's outside." Shui Yijun said softly, "This is Yunvfeng. Every move is under the eyes of his mother."

The toddler smiled and said, "Didn't you say that your mother acquiesced that you were with me?"

"Should not include a meal."

"It's up to you."

The children don't care, and they eat all the food on the table without urgency.

The two maids seemed to be able to sense them. They walked in quietly, cleaned up the dishes and served two cups of hot tea before going out again.

"Did your mother say anything to you today?" Shui Yijun asked, shaking his fan.

"I didn't say anything, I only gave a gourd Yijing Pill."

"A gourd?"

"Yes, look." The toddler pointed at the window, where there was a gourd on the high table.

Shui Yijun was taken aback, stepped forward, picked up the gourd, and opened the stopper to look.

"No need to count, there are thirty in total," the toddler said.

Shui Yijun's gentle eyebrows showed a bit of surprise, and he muttered to himself: "Why does my mother give you so many Yijing pills at once?"

"It must be for me to take one pill a day."

"One tablet a day?" Shui Yijun glanced at her with a strange expression, "Youyou, do you know what this is?"

"Wang Han told me that eating this is good for martial arts, but it will be more painful." The child asked him, "Have you eaten it?"

Shui Yijun nodded silently: "Actually, this Yijing Pill was made by my mother and the second elder for me."

When the child heard it, he was surprised: "It's made for you?"

"Because I was born to be unable to practice martial arts, my mother tried every means to do so. This Yijing Pill is one of them. From the age of five to six, I would eat one every day for a whole year.