Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Sheng Qianmo got up from Shu Nuan, made a "shh" gesture to the wide-eyed Qingzhi, and returned to his gentle and elegant demeanor, as if the man who poured all his affection into kissing Shu Nuan just now was not him.

Qingzhi saw it for real, she sucked her little nose, and still looked straight at him, as if waiting for an answer.

Sheng Qianmo reached out and touched the little guy's forehead lightly. It was still hot, but his complexion was much better than when he hugged him in the middle of the night. He lowered his eyes, looked at the little guy, and said in a low voice: "Qingzhi, Is it okay not to tell your mother?"

Qingzhi stared at him with big round eyes and didn't respond.

Cheng Qianmo coaxed her again in a low voice: "Next time I bring a gift back to Qing Zhi, okay?"

Qingzhi finally blinked her eyelashes slightly as a response.

Seeing this, Sheng Qianmo also lightly curled his lips, with a gentle smile in his eyes, he stretched out his fingers, intending to hook her up.

Qingzhi looked at the slender finger he stretched out in a daze. After a short moment of dullness, she finally stretched out her little finger slowly. The little finger bent and was hooked by the gentle uncle's finger.

Pulling the hook means agreeing.

Sheng Qianmo smiled faintly at the little girl again, and then bent her youthful and delicate eyebrows. Although the little guy still seemed to have no energy, the moment he bent his eyebrows, he was extremely cute and docile.

Sheng Qianmo's heart gradually grew warm.

...

At dawn, the rain finally stopped.

Sheng Qianmo covered the mother and daughter with the quilt, Qingzhi had already fallen asleep holding Shunuan again, and Shunuan also turned his back to him, pressed Qingzhi's head, and fell asleep holding Qingzhi very familiar.

Sheng Qianmo went out, and saw the doctor was staring at the door panel that had been smashed by him in a daze.

Sheng Qianmo gave the doctor money to thank him for his timely treatment last night.

Dr. Chu took the silver taels in fear and trepidation, and told him, "Master, please take good care of your wife and children. The little girl is in poor health. If the weather is bad, don't take her out to play. And your wife , I found out when I felt her pulse, she probably had dystocia when she gave birth, and the bottom of her body needs to be taken care of."

Sheng Qianmo's thin lips moved slightly, but slowly pressed down and pressed them together.

The bitter cold taste was completely obliterated in the heart.

What should he say, he doesn't even know that Shu Nuan is a child who is hard to produce!

She had a difficult labor...

At that time, she was just a child who needed to be cared for and loved... She had a difficult labor! Nuan is a dystocia!

How much pain she will have!

Is this why Qingzhi can't speak... How did Shu Nuan survive at that time...

he knows nothing...

When she was in the most pain and needed him the most, he was so far away from her that he couldn't even get close to her.

Sheng Qianmo's heart was clenched and aching, mixed with the pain that had nowhere to be released, he coughed violently, his heart slowly lingering like a knife.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Cheng Qianmo took a deep breath slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

The street outside was wet and cold, and the cold wind was blowing.

Sheng Qianmo went out to hire a carriage, and disposed of the body of the person killed last night by the way, not wanting to bring any unnecessary trouble to Shu Nuan.

When she hired a carriage and came back, Shu Nuan had already woken up, and was coming out holding Qing Zhi who was still asleep on her shoulder.