Bab 1113: Fate, Priest's Gift!

"Wait here." Rong Mo didn't plan to go over immediately. He carried the little one and sat down beside Ye Qianli. Then, he put the little one down.

"Cold!" Little Rong Yi immediately threw himself into his mother's arms, but he was careful not to use too much force. He knew that his mother was not feeling well.

Ye Qianli caught his hand and kissed him a few times before asking, " What did Yi 'er do? Why is there a medicinal smell all over me? "

"Boil, boil the medicine."

"Yo! You're so powerful. You even know how to brew medicine for mother. Who helped you?" As Ye Qianli was speaking, Rong Mo had already pulled her into his embrace, leaning against his chest as she sat up.

"Meow!" Little White Meow jumped onto the bed, indicating that it had helped. The Vermilion Bird and the others smiled at the family on the bed, feeling that they were very harmonious and beautiful.