Chapitre 86: Chapter 87: Xuan'er, be good, don't cry_1

The Little Prince was already over three years old, no longer the delicate little baby from before. Holding him in her arms felt heavy, making her arms sore and numb.

She couldn't carry him to the County Government Office, so she carefully negotiated with him, letting him understand her helplessness and asking him to release his grip on her neck.

"Hmm."

Fortunately, the Little Prince was still as obedient as he was at two, looking at her with trembling, tearful eyes. He pursed his lips in grievance and let go of her neck.

Su Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, bent down, and put him on the ground.

However, to her utter surprise, the moment the Little Prince's right foot touched the ground, his body involuntarily fell forward.

"Xuan'er, what's wrong with your leg?"

Su Qingluo's breath caught, her heart tightened, and she instinctively supported him.

"My leg...I can't move it."

The Little Prince cried out hoarsely, large tears streaming down his cheeks.