The next day, before breakfast.
The Golden Needle pierced the acupuncture point, awakening the sleeping Dong Huiying. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yun Ge sitting by the window, gazing at her.
"Morning," she greeted Yun Ge with a carefree smile. She propped herself on her elbows, about to rise, but a little rascal scrambled onto the bed, then crawled toward her.
Finally, a pair of tiny hands opened wide and hugged her waist tightly. A chubby little face nuzzled against her belly, exuding intimacy.
"Mother~~~!!"
Wu Wang grinned with two small rice-like teeth. This child had an excellent memory, his big, shiny eyes smiling brightly at her, his upturned face unbearably cute.
Dong Huiying raised her hand and gently patted his head.
Then, she sat up, hugged Little Wuwang, and gave him a big kiss. "Little Wangwang, tell Mother, did you miss me?"
"Yes, yes!" The mischievous child nodded vigorously.
Unable to suppress her laughter, she asked, "Where did you miss me?"
