Chapter 788: Prince will not bring children

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But she couldn't help it. Young Master Xiao said that such a baby could not be treated with medicine, and he could only treat it when he was older.
Mo Qinger quietly looked at the baby who had difficulty breathing, and wrapped him in a thin cotton blanket. Although the carriage was warm, there was still wind blowing in from Xiaofeng.
Lu Fenying sat opposite her, watching her nervous and pitiful, and reached out to hug the child in her arms.
"The child comes to hug in the palace, you sleep." Lu Fangying ordered.
Mo Qing'er's body is not in perfect condition, and he still needs to rest. If it is not the fact of Tianfeng Kingdom, he can't wait any longer, and he won't go back in such a hurry.
Mo Qing'er frowned slightly: "Prince, you won't bring children, or give it to me."? "You shouldn't hug your children too much now."
Mo Qinger ticked his lips lightly: "He is weak and can have multiple weights."
Lu Fangying, who has to go on the road despite the safety of the child, how could he keep the child in his eyes, and it is even more impossible to take good care of him.
Let him hold, the child will only suffer more.
"Mo Qian'er, this palace will let you go to sleep, don't talk nonsense with this palace." Lu Fangying looked at the child in his arms. Although the child was a little sick, he was definitely not in danger.
It is impossible for Dragon Spirit Blood to protect a child.
If the child in Mo Qing'er's belly was not because of the poison of a lot of money, he can grow up under the nourishment of the Dragon Spirit blood no matter how weak.
Lu Fenying's eyes sank a bit, with a terrifying murderous intention.
Everything that harms his children will pay a price.
He is anxious to ascend the throne, also because he understands that to avenge his children, he must have a higher status. After all, the status of the enemy is so unusual.
The people in Tiangongya are all masters who have reached their peak with spiritual power and cultivated into immortals.
Those immortals cannot be dealt with by high spiritual power, they must have an identity.
Therefore, he must rush to the pole, take the throne, and become an emperor, in order to fight against heaven.
Mo Qinger looked at him and knew he was in a bad mood, so he dared not resist him.
She said to the nanny next to him: "The prince has no experience with children. You have to pay more attention and look after them carefully." Don't let the prince play the children to death.
The nursing mother hurriedly smiled and replied: "Please don't worry, girl Qian'er, the prince is very hurting the child, he will bring it very well, you can rest assured sleep."
There are a few men in the world who are willing to return children like princes...
"Favorite!" Lu Fangying didn't lead her to speak with help, and continued with a snarl: "What distressed the child? This child is a little prince, who can't even understand his identity, what's the use of leaving you?"
The nursing mother knelt down in shock: "Yes... it's a slave-in-law... wrong, ask the prince for forgiveness..."
Lu Fenying squinted slightly: "If it weren't for you, this palace will kill you."
"Slave slaves should die from death, next time... I won't dare again."
The nursing mother felt that she was so innocent, and she didn't know that the prince would like this son so much. After all, she was not born to a regular wife. The mother was just a maidservant.
It seems that this child has a promising future, and her breast-feeding mother can also enjoy it.
The nursing mother became more and more careful to serve the little prince.
Just worry, can such a little prince grow up healthy?
As a child lying on the wide couch of the carriage, she couldn't sleep anymore. She was surprised to see the burning shadow of the landing. I really didn't know what he was thinking all day long.
Say he doesn't like this kid, he just casually sealed him as the little prince.
He immediately ascended the throne, and the little prince was so blessed that it was equivalent to determining his future position.