390 Let Us Make Lunch for the Fairy
Gu Qingxue’s heart softened, and she looked at Rong Zhan gratefully. “Thank you, Your Royal Highness. I really want to take some time to go home and have a look these two days.”
“Then let’s rest for a day today. I’ll be responsible for sending them home tonight,” Rong Zhan said as he sat down on the seat opposite Gu Qingxue.
Gu Qingxue saw the four children, and could not suppress the longing that she had been suppressing for so many days, she touched their little faces one by one. “Before you leave, you must drink a bowl of medicine before you leave. By the way, are you ready to eat? Mother will cook something delicious for you, okay?”
Gu Qingxue had thought that the four little ones would miss her very much since they had not eaten her food for such a long time. Unexpectedly, the four little ones shook their heads at the same time.
It was rare for Gu Qingxue to be rejected. She looked at the four cubs uneasily and asked worriedly, “Why don’t the four of you want to eat? Are you feeling unwell?”
When Dumby saw Gu Qingxue, he was so happy that he reached out to hold his mother’s hand, he said with a smile, “Mother, you’ve misunderstood us. We’re not feeling unwell. We’re worried that you’re too tired, so we don’t want you to cook lunch for us.���
“Silly boy, why are you thinking so much? After seeing you, I’m so happy. I’m not tired at all. I just want to cook more delicious food for you,” Gu Qingxue was telling the truth.
Seeing that the four little ones were healthy and healthy, she could not help but feel happy. Even the hard work of the past few days had been swept away, and she was in a good mood.
“Mother must be tired. How can mother not be tired? We asked Uncle Nine, and he said that mother is very busy. Mother, look at you, you’re so tired and thin.” Gu Lin looked at Gu Qingxue with heartache, as he spoke, he reached out his hand and gently touched his mother’s face. His eyes were filled with an unconcealable heartache.
Gu Qingxue’s heart instantly softened to a mess. “But you came here. Mother can’t bear to let you go back empty-handed.”
“Then let us cook lunch for the fairy,” Rong Han said excitedly as if he had thought of a good idea.
Gu Qingxue was surprised by Rong Han’s words. She looked at him in disbelief.
Was this little thing serious?
The four of them were barely as tall as the stove, so how could they cook?
Thinking of the dangerous things in the kitchen, Gu Qingxue became more and more worried.
“Yes! We came here today to cook for mother. Mother, you and Uncle Fairy wait for us here. We can finish cooking in an hour,” Lingbao said. She jumped out of Gu Qingxue’s arms, held the hands of her brothers, and ran out of the room quickly.
Seeing the four little ones running away, Gu Qingxue quickly stood up and was about to chase after them.
However, Rong Zhan cleared his throat. “When we left, the nanny told me that the four of them have been practicing for several days to learn how to make a bowl of noodles for you.”
Gu Qingxue was moved, and her eyes were filled with gratitude. “Actually, they don’t need to learn this at all…”
“This is their intention. You only need to praise them from the bottom of your heart,” Rong Zhan said.
Gu Qingxue felt Rong Zhan’s words were reasonable, so she nodded and sat down obediently.