The still unconscious Shujun and the two others were carried onto the carriage. Dong Huiying didn’t ride a horse this time. Instead, she sat in the carriage with Wu Wang in her arms. Despite acting so tough before and even stuffing poison into Yixuan’s mouth, now sitting in the carriage, looking at this chubby little leopard in front of her, it felt like she was dreaming. She really liked this child. Not long ago, she had even thought that if Yixuan really had a child, it might be about the same size as this little bun. Who knew, this bun actually belonged to her family! But the problem was, this son didn’t come out of her own belly; instead, he was born by that runaway of hers, Little Liu!! For some reason, she was utterly confused; it didn’t feel real. She and the little bun stared at each other, and Wu Wang tilted his head innocently, then giggled, "Shushu!" Climbing and climbing, he climbed up along her leg. The little meat bun hugged her neck, then gave her a big smack on the cheek. Dong Huiying: "......Son, I’m your mom, not your uncle!!" She lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Yixuan riding a horse, then squinted sinisterly, "You’ve raised my son wrong! He’s so big now and still can’t call me mom; he actually calls me uncle!!" Yixuan: "Cough, cough, cough!" His wife spoke to him suddenly, and he was a bit overwhelmed with surprise. He thought... he thought she must be angry, so angry that she didn’t want to speak to him. For some reason, he felt guilty and at the same time a little bit happy? She glared at him fiercely, "I’ll remember this account!" Then, putting down the curtain, she held Wu Wang’s chubby little hand, then pointed at herself, saying, "Come on, call me mom." "Nia?" The child tilted his little head, unclear in speech. Dong Huiying: "...Mom!" It’s okay, take it slow, what does this little setback matter, take a deep breath, Dong Huiying, you can do it!! The child pouted, not understanding why she kept correcting him, not letting him call her Shushu; Shushu was so cute, wasn’t it? The little meat bun hugged Dong Huiying’s hand, big eyes pitifully saying, "Shushu, Wangwang hungry!" Suddenly, her heart melted. It was only then that Dong Huiying remembered she seemed not to know this child’s name. So— "Liang Yixuan! What’s my son’s name?" Yixuan: "...Wu Wang." Dong Huiying squinted her eyes, "Surname Wu? Not Surname Dong or Liang? My son’s surname is actually Wu!!?" A bit unsettled, she climbed out of the carriage, nearly exploding in anger: "Liang, you actually found my son a stepmother!? Did you ask my opinion? You—" "Wife," Yixuan’s eyes were soft, but there was an expression of helplessness full of laughter and tears, "Wu as in ’without,’ Wang as in ’forget me not,’ Wu Wang, Forgetless Liang." Dong Huiying: "...Cough, cough!" Blushing, she climbed back into the carriage, then with a straight face, righteously said to the people outside the carriage, "Liang Yixuan, my son is hungry!" Yixuan pulled a small kettle from his chest, "Let him drink some of this first." Before Dong Huiying could speak, Little Wuwang was already clapping his little hands excitedly, "Soup soup, drink soup soup!" When she lifted the lid of the small kettle, upon smelling it, Dong Huiying was a bit startled. She touched Little Wuwang’s head, thinking in her heart, not surprising because he’s her son, look at how he loves it, even loving the soup he likes exactly like hers. Googlᴇ search novel★fire.net Lotus Seed Soup, before, when they were in Purple Garden, Yixuan often brewed this soup for her...