He spoke with earnest seriousness, which even amused Princess Xinyang.
Why should a five-year-old carry the heart of a fifty-year-old?
Although Jing Kong always seemed to complain about Xiao Hen verbally, he held a deep respect for Xiao Hen's mother, just as he respected Gu Jiao's mother.
After thinking for a moment, Jing Kong, enduring the pain, took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Princess, this is for you." Then, after a thought, he took out another, "Forget it, I'll give you both."
"What is it?" Princess Xinyang asked.
Jing Kong replied, "It's something very tasty, even adults can drink it. I saw Jiaojiao give it to our auntie to drink before."
Princess Xinyang looked at the small blue bottle in her hand and asked, "Is it medicine?"
Jing Kong said scrupulously, "Hmm, I don't know. Auntie had leg cramps last time, and Jiaojiao gave her this to drink, but I didn't have cramps and Jiaojiao let me drink it, too."
