"Sir, get up soon, the young prince is coming to find us again!"
The child shouted anxiously at Ruan Song, who was sleeping soundly. He looked like he hated iron and made Ruan Song feel guilty for no reason.
"I know, I know, my dear, I'll sleep for a little longer. Ah Que will definitely not be able to find this place this time!" Ruan Song still buried his head under the pillow and refused to get up.
"Sir, you said the same thing last month."
Xiaobao saw that he was really helpless, so he simply put down these words and walked to the ear room, preparing to pack his luggage and meet the next wave of running away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out the door, he was mesmerized by a bright smiling face.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please give my regards to Your Majesty."
Xiaobao hurriedly regained his composure to salute, silently lamenting in his heart that no matter how many times he sees this face, he will still be amazed!
"Is Sir still asleep? Don't bother Xiaobao. I'll go in and call him myself." The little prince smiled brightly and innocently, but he hurriedly entered the inner room as if there was wind at his feet.
"Oh... Your Majesty... No..." Xiaobao was exhausted and trotted after Fu Yangque.
Then he watched dumbfoundedly as the young prince climbed into his husband's bed, pulled open his husband's bedroll, and asked against his husband's ear, "Sir, where else do you want to run this time, huh?"
Intention: Being targeted by my own little cub!