Chapter 903: A Child's Heart Is Never Cold Toward Affec

l a little heartbroken."Don't worry, I can cure your mother-in-law's illness, but I still need some herbs."Before her time travel, Fang Jinxiu had majored in Traditional Chinese Medicine and had also...But she was also busy, and didn't pay close attention to these things. After that, she didn't think much of it. It's better not to see, so as not to worry the heart.

Autumn Chrysanthemum would report to her every day about Yun Ni's situation, including when Zhao Xingzhou visited her. Sometimes, she would even remember what the siblings talked about and tell her.

Fang Jinshu hurriedly stopped her.

"You don't need to say anything about that. Next time they talk, just go outside."

Autumn Chrysanthemum awkwardly discovered that she had misunderstood. It turned out that the young mistress wasn't monitoring Young Master Zhao, Xiaoyue sister had even told him to stay away from the young mistress.

She still thought this Zhao Gongzi wasn't a good person.

After a period of booming business, Jinshu Mountain Villa remained lively. With dozens of new helpers joining the team, Fang Jinshu finally had some free time to attend to other matters.

This morning, she was on her way to Jing Wangfu. Two days ago, she had sent a message to Fu Ming, inviting him to meet at the mansion.

Fu Ming is no longer the insignificant prince he once was. Ever since the Emperor's birthday banquet, Fang Jinshu has been even busier than before, which is why she scheduled this meeting now.

In the Jing Wang Fu, Dong'er was overjoyed upon hearing from her father that her mother would be coming. She ran to the kitchen early in the morning to personally instruct the cook on preparing breakfast.

Everything prepared is what the mother loves to eat.

Although the ingredients in the royal kitchen also came from Jinshu Mountain Villa, the food they made just wasn't as delicious as what Mother prepared.

After Fang Jinshi arrived, she saw King Jing with a stern face.

As the two walked towards the dining room, they chatted casually.

"My Lord, you seem to be in a bad mood today"

Fang Jinshi didn't ask because she was fine, but when she did, Fu Shangyuan gave her another look of grievance.

She was stunned. Could it be that Prince Jing's bad mood today was because of her

As soon as she entered the dining room, she understood everything.

Dong'er stood there beaming, as if she had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Fang Jinshu, she immediately rushed forward, her whole body practically wagging with excitement like a dog with its tail.

"Mother! Did you come today specifically to see Dong'er"

After a period of absence, Dong'er felt different in Jing Wangfu. The professional etiquette teachers at the palace had straightened her posture, and she did indeed seem more elegant.

His attire was also arranged according to the specifications for a royal prince. The clothes made in the palace were better than those crafted by commoners in every way.

The King, having just regained his beloved son, lavished endless love and care upon Dong'er.

Dong'er had lived a comfortable life at Jinshu Mountain Villa before, with food, clothing, and shelter provided. However, it was nowhere near as lavish as the upbringing she received in the royal palace.

He's only been back for a short while, but this little fella has somehow developed the air of a young gentleman.

"After a few days apart, how do you feel about Dong'er growing so much taller"

Fang Jinshi affectionately patted the little guy's head. The nine-year-old was no longer a little guy, he was already showing the slender build of a young man.

Dong'er didn't feel like he had grown up much. He rubbed his head against Fang Jinshu's palm.

"He grew a little taller."

"Mother hurried here early, must be hungry. Have breakfast quickly."

Since Fang Jinshu entered the room, Jing Wang was standing clearly on one side, but Dong'er completely ignored everyone else as if she hadn't seen them, only greeting Fang Jinshu.

King Jing's face turned even darker, he stood there motionless, letting out a heavy hum.

Fang Jinshi was just about to sit down when she finally reacted.

Well, Jing Wang is almost thirty years old. He's actually jealous of his son because the child ate his food.

Mommy's boy!

Fang Jinshi's buttocks dared not sit down, so she stood up straight again.

"Dong'er, your father hasn't sat down yet."

Dong'er was stunned. Did Mother mean that Father was angry with him for letting her take a seat first

No way, his father wouldn't be that stingy.

"Father, Mother must have gotten up early. Let's let her eat breakfast first."

"Father, please have a seat. I've had the kitchen prepare your favorite congee."

Hearing that his son still cared about him and remembered his preferences, King Jing's face immediately brightened from gloom to sunshine. He was about to call Dong'er over to eat together with a smile.

Then the boy turned his head and attended to Fang Jinshu.

"Mother, Dong'er had the kitchen prepare seafood porridge for you. The shrimp are all fresh; your son asked the kitchen staff to buy live shrimp this morning."

"How does this taste compared to what you make at home"

King Jing’s chopsticks almost fell from his grip.

He only gets plain congee, why does Fang Jinshu get live shrimp seafood porridge!

Fang Jinshi inadvertently caught sight of Jing Wang's face, which was as pale as the bottom of a pot. A child's intentions are always hard to ignore and refuse.

Nevermind, let the Prince be angry if he wants. She's figured out by now that this man wouldn't dare to treat her badly in front of Dong'er. He cares a great deal about how he appears in Dong'er's eyes. this prescription was for treating lung coughs But it didn't seem much like the prescriptions they used to treat lung coughs.Fang Jinshi had no choice but to repeat herself. The shopkeeper took paper...