He got up and poured two cups of tea, and placed one cup in front of Zhao Ling. He looked at the dumpling in Zhao Ling's arms, and said coolly, "Tomorrow, the father and your mother are going out of the city, you remember. Do your homework well at home. By the way, how did you memorize the book "The Seven Strategies of Martial Art"?"
Out of town? Are the father and mother really going to go far and leave him alone in the palace? The alarm bell rang in Tuanzi's heart, he blinked his big eyes and asked Zhao Ling, "Mother, are you and father going to go far?"
Zhao Ling's mouth froze slightly, "Uh, you can say that..." Fulong Mountain was more than 30 miles away from here, it should be considered a distant place.
The dumplings regained his spirit immediately, and his voice became softer. "Mother, can Yu'er go together with you? Yu'er hasn't been out for a long time. It's boring to stay in the palace all day..."
